No one wants to be sent to Academie Metamorphose, the magical academy for delinquents. No one but me. I've purposely gotten kicked out of three prestigious academies. It's taken two and a half years. Finally, I'm about to get put into their reform program. And I'm thrilled. I'm excited because this academy is the perfect recruiting ground for what I need: a force, a detonator, and a tock with loose morals and an affinity for breaking the rules. I need a powerful, heartless crew because I'm about to pull off the magical heist of the century.

Running to Summerpoint to avoid my failed love life may have seemed drastic, but I'd just inherited a house from a distant relative. The timing was perfect, almost like magic. But the cottage is in need of repairs, the place is in the middle of a forest, and I'm not used to small towns. Then I meet my new contractors. Sexy doesn't begin to describe them. The flirting flows easily, and while they're a well-established couple, it seems they may have room for more. Even better, these guys are quickly getting to be a lot more than just friends.

Shadowmoor has forged me into who I am today, and I have the mark and scars to prove it. I never thought I'd see the light again, but it seems destiny has other plans for me. My father's arrival means life as I know it is about to change. Silvercrest Academy trains and prepares the most gifted and privileged among us for their future contributions to the Monarchy. I may come from the right family, but I am a void.

I didn't think pulling off for a quick bite to eat in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere would change everything. I was wrong. Now, I'm running through the forest wearing nothing but a red cloak, being hunted by wolves. I'm desperate, terrified, and not ready to die. When they attack, I know this is it. Except…it isn't. Because the den of wolves that bite me somehow turns into men. Men who swear I'm just like them—a shifter. And as much as I don't want to believe them, I'm not sure they're wrong.

Four years ago, I fled from my wedding to four fiancés. These men hate me and magically hunt me through the realm as they rule without me. But after overhearing a plot to destroy my little sister, I have no choice. I have to convince them to trust me. Her life and the life of the kingdom depend on it.

No one wants to be sent to Academie Metamorphose, the magical academy for delinquents. No one but me. I've purposely gotten kicked out of three prestigious academies. It's taken two and a half years. Finally, I'm about to get put into their reform program. And I'm thrilled. I'm excited because this academy is the perfect recruiting ground for what I need: a force, a detonator, and a tock with loose morals and an affinity for breaking the rules. I need a powerful, heartless crew because I'm about to pull off the magical heist of the century.

I’ve been content with it just being us for a while, but it's my last year of high school, and I’ve missed out on so much. Parties, girlfriends, and dating. If I can’t have them in the way my heart wants, I may as well start having fun, right?

Wrong, because they don’t seem to like my new life choices.

I was protected by the monsters under my bed when I was a kid in the foster system. I have a feeling I could use them again. My time in the foster system wasn’t great. Maybe they were imaginary, but when things got bad, the boogeyman and an imp always came to my aid. If I needed to run, a beautiful white stag would appear at my window to let me know to get out of there. I’ve touched the stag. I know he’s real.

Shadowmoor has forged me into who I am today, and I have the mark and scars to prove it. I never thought I'd see the light again, but it seems destiny has other plans for me. My father's arrival means life as I know it is about to change. Silvercrest Academy trains and prepares the most gifted and privileged among us for their future contributions to the Monarchy. I may come from the right family, but I am a void.

A simple promise I made to myself after escaping a brutal childhood of abuse and being trained to enact violence on unblessed witches. Since that moment, I've managed to survive on the streets by successfully pickpocketing. Unfortunately, after years of hiding, the monster who stars in all my nightmares is closer than ever, and I'm faced with only one option—to seek refuge at the Dark Imaginarium Academy. The Academy is filled with the elite witches of our society. I should have expected I'd run into some of my previous targets. Normally, that wouldn't be a proble—except for my last hit.

The moment that knight dragged me through The Veil into the realm of Terrea everything changed. This world is nothing like home, it’s like I’ve stepped into a fantasy and traveled back in time. The person I was and the life I lived are gone. Lost. That Veil is not reopening. I’m stuck here…Forever.

Getting her brother away from their abusive household and leading a peaceful existence is all Violet wants. Growing up powerless in a town mostly inhabited by supernaturals made her life a living hell. Now, she's ready to leave it all behind and start fresh.

After the death of her husband, young mob princess Willa Callahan returns to her hometown of Boston, where another marriage awaits her. Her fiancé is Raphael Flynn, who’s just taken over the Flynn Syndicate—and the city. But just because Willa left Ireland doesn’t mean that the dangers she once faced have followed suit. Her soon-to-be family is teeming with secrets and betrayals—the kind that brought a vicious end to her charmed childhood and snuffed out her parents’ lives.

Once upon a time, a wondrous Kingdom flourished under the reign of its proud Fae king and his family. All was not as it seemed when poisonous schemes and utter betrayal led to the downfall of an empire. Sixteen years have since passed, the lands now lay in ruin, and crime prevails despite the will of the Council. Their mission becomes clear: produce an heir and unite the Kingdom to restore its former glory.

He once swore he’d marry me—but now he’s desperate for my ruin. Caleb Asher has everything he could ever want. He’s rich, hotter than sin, captain of the hockey team and king of the school. My return to Emery-Rose Elite derails him. I am the walking reminder of everything that went wrong in his childhood and mine. While I long to be invisible, to slip through school unnoticed, he forced the opposite. He wants my fear, my fight, my pain, all out in the open.

Running to Summerpoint to avoid my failed love life may have seemed drastic, but I'd just inherited a house from a distant relative. The timing was perfect, almost like magic. But the cottage is in need of repairs, the place is in the middle of a forest, and I'm not used to small towns. Then I meet my new contractors. Sexy doesn't begin to describe them. The flirting flows easily, and while they're a well-established couple, it seems they may have room for more. Even better, these guys are quickly getting to be a lot more than just friends.

The moment I lay eyes on her, I want to kill her. I told her my darkest secrets. How my pack is cursed. How, if I don’t kill the enemy alpha soon, our pack will remain forever trapped as wolves, unable to shift into our human forms. But now is not the time for regret. Phaedra, the enemy pack’s little pariah, has tricked me into revealing my secrets, and she must pay. My fangs flash in the moonlight as they sink into her sweet flesh, knowing this is what she deserves.

No one knows Freya is actually the daughter of the Cross-Cut Killer, America's most notorious serial killer. Living under a false identity as a detective is isolating but at least Freya's safe. That is until she falls onto the radar of Special Agent River Park and his team. River, Oz, Elijah, and Jude have been chasing the Cross-Cut Killer for years. They're the best the FBI has to offer, not to mention unfairly attractive. They know exactly who the killer is but he's always one step ahead of them. Freya is about to change that.

My past was filled with mistakes, and knocking on a strange man’s door for a taste of his spicy food to satiate my craving was bound to be another one. The sparks were instant, and the bond I never expected to have grew, leaving me afloat as my due date loomed overhead. I thought my pregnancy would be the issue that kept us apart, and I’d raise my child alone. I hoped I was wrong, but everything in my world was uncertain. Adding Jeremy, Devon, and Nate to the mix might not be helpful.

It's a bad idea to fake marry your grumpy minotaur boss on reality TV, right? But when ratings are down and he catches me snooping on his computer, I open my big mouth and... well... I might have come up with an idea to rescue the network, but I didn't take into account what it would feel like to be his. Even if it's not real. Now, we're stuck together on a romantic island on my dream honeymoon, with only one bed!