Mated? No. Never. The last thing Garik Denikon would do is willingly tie himself to a woman. That would require a level of trust the ruthless assassin didn't allow. Yet, here he was. On the run, escaping from an enemy, with his bonded mate at his side. Saedra had one chance. Only one, to grasp freedom and escape. So she took it with both hands locked tight to the dark-haired man in her father's dungeon. She didn't care about his deadly reputation or the rumors. Garik Denikon was worth the risk if he helped her to get away.

Should she? Scarlett Tun desired the charismatic assassin from the moment she set eyes on him. Relationships weren’t her thing but she could definitely spend some quality time with the new and very sexy addition to their friend group. If only he didn’t put up such a hard fight. He shouldn’t. Resisting the beautiful medic who made her interest known wasn’t easy. Everything about Scarlet drew Amar Faason. If it were anyone else, he would have succumbed at the first wicked smile, but she was friends with his peers’ bond mates and Amar didn’t mix his personal life with his ...

Zanica would do anything to escape her sadistic leader. Even if it meant fleeing the only home she knew and mating with a total stranger. The problem? Fate dropped her into the path of one of the most ruthless males in the land with a reputation as dark and deadly as his eyes. Pazir Catharte hadn’t planned on mating when he left that morning for the final hunt of the season. Stumbling upon a beautiful female at the edge of his territory changed everything. He was the new leader of an unruly lot and problems had plagued him from the start. Then the female leaped into his arms and bit him. ...

“Give me a second chance, babe . . . and I’ll blow your mind.” Monroe doesn’t know why she answers the text that’s obviously meant for someone else. Or why she keeps answering. Maybe it’s because she’s all alone in a big city and in desperate need of a lifeline. Or maybe it’s because each exchange leaves her intrigued and more than a little turned on. Still, Monroe never would’ve snarked back if she’d known she was talking to the “Golden Boy” of the Dallas Knights.

The blue alien warrior pacing in his cage terrifies me. His long dark hair is wild and messy, and his scarred body looks made for murder. I deliver food to him every day, and I'm sure by the way he stares at me that he'd rather eat me. Yet there's something about him that captivates me, and I can't stop watching him. When he lets the snarling, fearsome mask slip, I start to see there's a cool calculation to his actions. I would be risking everything to help him escape, but do I dare let this monster free from his cage?

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

When mystery author D. B. Ziegler is late delivering her book, Abi Schore steps in to help. Surely she can give her favorite author moral support over the holiday break and get the manuscript to her boss at Tea & Sympathy Publishing in time for the new year. When Abi shows up on Ms. Ziegler’s doorstep bearing holiday treats, she’s met by the author’s handsome grandson Dov, who reveals a startling plot twist. His grandmother isn’t able to finish the book and Dov promised he’d complete it so fans won’t be disappointed—a task that’s harder than he ever imagined.

After watching my mother succumb to a mysterious illness, I promised myself two things. I'd find the cure for what ravaged her and leave the godforsaken city where she abandoned me. Four years later, I received an acceptance letter from Dracadia University, one of the oldest most prestigious schools in the country. Nestled on a secluded island off the coast of Maine, it's rumored to be haunted by the souls of the mental patients exiled there centuries before, those whose bones are said to make up the island's white sandy shores. And restless ghosts aren't even its most daunting peculiarity.