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.

We're not free to give into this. She's 19, and I'm 38. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with my best friend’s little sister before our lives went in different directions. Now, I’m the grumpy to Juliet’s sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover. And find the house has only one bed. Located under a mirrored ceiling.

Syssi's paranormal foresight lands her a job at Dr. Amanda Dokani's neuroscience lab, but it fails to predict the thrilling yet terrifying turn her life will take. Syssi has no clue that her boss is an immortal who'll drag her into a secret, millennia-old battle over humanity's future. Nor does she realize that the professor's imposing brother is the mysterious stranger who's been starring in her dreams.

She is beautiful. I'm obsessed with her. I will light the world on fire before anyone takes her from me.

There’s a demon out there who needs to pay for what he's done. And with my Redleg family, I'll usher him to his judgment day. Just when I thought Lettie and I finally found our happily ever after, danger stands in the way. The mafia wants payback for what they lost when I rescued her. I want vengeance for what they did to her. And everyone at Redleg wants justice. Lettie deserves a happy ending. And maybe I do too. Yet we can’t find peace until this nightmare is behind us. When I think we’re almost in the clear, I come face-to-face with our worst nightmare.

The first time I saw him, I knew I'd never want another man the way I wanted him. The second time, I drank a bottle of his most expensive cognac, which I'd never be able to afford on my own. And the third time… well, he caught me stealing from him. Stealing from the head of the Irish Mafia wasn't smart. But then I never claimed to be. Now I owed him a debt… a big one. And it couldn't be settled with money, or favors.

The first time I met Ronan Kennedy face-to-face, it was while he was screaming down a fresh-faced analyst for being less than perfect at his job. And what's worse, he then tried to fire me for being in the way when said analyst turned away and fled—smashing my lucky cactus and ruining my knitting in the process, mind you. Needless to say, I wasn't impressed. But I also wasn't ready for the unemployment queue.

When Vestaris Moonshadow learns she can walk among the living, it becomes a race against time to escape the hells and her controlling father—the god of death himself. Thrust into the mortal city of Ollora, Vestaris knew adapting would take time. What she didn’t expect was being swept up in eons-old political warfare between fae, humans, demons, and gods.

A little white lie never hurt anyone . . . or so I thought. One fake date and we’d go our separate ways, at least that’s how hockey’s hottest golden boy—Nixon Sinclair—convinced me this would work. But it turns out, Nix had other plans. Now I’m sneaking around with my brother’s teammate, refusing to admit he’s everything I want but never knew I needed.

She's a mafia princess who knows her duty: Marry whoever her father chooses. He's a cold-hearted billionaire out for revenge. And she's his new pawn.

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Beast, the shifter king, prioritizes his people's safety above all, even when faced with a prophecy about choosing between two mates. He vows to protect his people at all costs. Belle, a non-traditional princess with curves and sarcasm, dreams of a prince and a kingdom from her storybooks. Following a cat to a mysterious tree, she questions the reality she finds herself in, hesitant to wake up from what she believes is an incredible dream.

Quentin Silverbrook has never really belonged anywhere. At fifteen, his parents divorced, and his father took a job in Mont de Leucoy. Now twenty-two, he hasn’t left even though there is nothing keeping him there…until he is blackmailed into watching the building over the road from the bar where he works.

A historic Upstate New York snowstorm traps Michelle's high school bully, star quarterback Duke Callahan at her house. She can't bear to look at him after what he did to her. He's cruel, remorseless and an utter sociopath...Michelle wants nothing to do with his confession of love, even from the chiseled, popular and effortlessly charming Duke.

Instead, a freak plane crash into an eerie forest left her with a shocking gift—a literal electric touch. As a powerful skill intertwined with a curse, Dani has done everything to avoid the dangerous thirst for electricity threatening to consume her mind. But when her latest stint of siphoning money from an ATM gets her caught by some cocky cop, she braces for a life behind plexiglass. Instead of cuffs, the cop offers her a deal that could save her: a cure.

Esmae’s days are numbered. With her ex-lover’s curse hanging around her neck, she has two options: succumb to the curse as her body turns to the same ice her heart is supposedly encased in (as her ex would prefer), or spill the blood of the beast that haunts the Condemned Cliffs and set herself free. Since the last thing she plans to do is meet her end on her ex’s terms, hunting down the dangerous beast it is.

She's ours, even if she doesn't know it. Even if she isn't a wolf-shifter. Even if her shifter hasn't surfaced yet. I've endured far too many years of torture and abuse with the only thought keeping me alive, the only thing that enabled me to endure the pain and agony being bestowed on me, was the hope of finding my divinely chosen true-mate. Our true-mate. And there's no way in hell we're losing her now that we've found her. She may not be a wolf but I'm still her alpha and once her shifter emerges there will be no denying that fact… or us.

Some people exist in the blessed light of day, but I'm not one of those people. I exist in the bleak grey of a post-twilight world, where the warmth is sucked from the air and the weightless shadows come out to play. I wasn’t always like this, but a year ago something terrible happened, and now I have a darkness inside me.