When my husband ran off with our saloon’s hostess, I left Montana, joining my college-aged son in Oregon. Eugene’s a far cry from my little hometown, But I did my best to blend in with the locals, And tried heading out for a jog. I thought I saw a hippie gathering deep into the trail— Until they changed into a pack of wolves.

They say life begins at 40.... But when infertility led to my divorce, it seemed more like the end. When I’d rather be at home in my sweats binging '80s movies, my dad begs me to go to Carlton with him for moral support as he presents my much younger sister to their unmated Alpha.

It's just another Tuesday with Mercury in retrograde. Cue Nikolai Volkov. A devil in Armani with a body built for sin. Protective. Ruthless. Magnetic. Oh, and did I mention he's hot enough to melt Siberia? I should despise him for stealing my freedom. Instead, I'm playing house with the beast and melting every time he growls 'mine’. But as it turns out, this good girl has a knack for taming monsters.

As a witch, I have a healthy dislike for the undead. While they can turn a human, their venom kills those of us with power. At least that was true until I was attacked by a rogue and transitioned into a vampire. Now the entire supernatural community wants answers, including the vampire overseer who had a surprising reaction to my unnatural rebirth. In addition to my sexy undead leader, I am assigned a death dealer mentor to investigate the reason I was targeted and protect my family.

Standalone Book—Duncan, a 500-year-old Highland warrior blessed by the gods, is cursed to endlessly relive the tragic death of the love of his life. Each cycle ends with her demise, leaving Duncan in despair before he’s sent back to the beginning. But when a surprising change occurs, Duncan is left wondering if this time he can finally break the cycle and save her once and for all.

I am Zane, the secretive lurker within dark shadows, undead owner of the Scarlet Fang Nightclub. My existence changes forever as I audition new singers for the club. She walks in… it was like being struck by heated lightning. My undead heart thumps once then twice inside my chest. There is something about her….a distant memory, never forgotten. I glance at her name on the audition sheet and my cold blood runs hot. Vanessa Morton.

Erik MacGregor is from a clan of ancient Scottish warlocks. He isn't looking for love. After centuries, it's not even a consideration...until he moves in next door to Lydia Barratt. It's clear that the shy beauty wants nothing to do with him, but he's drawn to her and determined to win her over.

Becoming a vampire is not the debutante party I'd hoped for. I'm being hunted by my enemies and cast aside by my friends. The night court runs on betrayals and secrets. As its newest, sparkling addition, I can't trust anyone. Especially not them.

Hayden Crowe fronts an all-girls band down in Austin, Texas. Between tending bar so her sister can stay in school and dealing with the fallout after their addict father skipped town, she hasn't exactly had time to join the social media freakout over the recent outing of vampires and werewolves. Her world comes crashing down the night she's attacked in an alley after a gig and bitten by a feral werewolf. Unable to return home for fear of hurting her sister, and with a message scrawled across her arm warning HOSPITALS NOT SAFE, Hayden is left with just one option. Him.

Welcome to Greenwich, Connecticut, home of scenic beaches, dazzling autumn foliage, and swoon-worthy affluent men. Hindered by a recent surgery that has left his arm in a sling, Eric Salko’s life is upended when the VP of his investment firm hires a temporary new personal assistant to run errands and help with Eric’s daughter, Bella. All bets are off when the stunning employee enters his palatial Connecticut estate. Broke and with her life in shambles, Kira Blumquist is desperate to make the most of her lucky break.

Half rabbit shifter, half warlock, Leveret Wong can help anyone who comes into his magical bakery with sleep inducing raspberry buttercream and scones to make a person fall in love. The only person he can't seem to fix is himself. Eliot Rand, the dog shifter of the Chinese Zodiac is sick of living under the harsh rule of the stars. He wants nothing more than to take back control of his life by rejecting his Fated Mate once and for all. Everything is going as planned, up until he starts working with the sweet, nerdy, funny, yet damaged and touch adverse rabbit shifter.

He is the very essence of my life, the guiding star of my universe, and the eternal object of my desires. Haunted by my past, I found solace in running away. That’s how I ended up in Boston. Here, I, Ivy McAlister, have everything I need: a caring boyfriend, Mike, who wants me to move in with him; a spot in the Harvard MBA program that I have worked hard to secure; and life away from Manhattan, where I can sleep without being tormented by my nightmares. My needs are met, but my wants are not…

My brother’s best friend shattered my heart when he left to chase a dream of shoulder pads and glory. Now he’s back, but even worse, so is my crush. I’m not in love with Mason Sanderson anymore, so I keep telling myself. It doesn’t matter that he’s the face of every hero in any romance novel I’ve ever read. My new next-door neighbor is not the man of my dreams. The flutters and butterflies when I see him around don’t mean anything. As his best friend’s little sister, I’m the perfect choice when he needs a date for his former team’s fundraising event.

This is a kisses only, sweet romance. The past comes rushing back at the sound of his voice my brother's best friend and my new next door neighbor. Lane Kincaid was my secret crush for as long as I can remember. He's also the one I had every intention of avoiding when I came home. But fate had different plans, I got into a car accident, And he's the first person to come to my rescue. As my gaze collides with his all thoughts flee. My icy indifference begins to thaw. He's even more handsome than I remember.

In the quiet of the dimly lit, icy-cold castle walls, Dorian and Anya's lips met passionately in the intimacy of the moment. Dorian experienced an intensity of fire never felt before, as the taste of Anya's lips was like sweet plum nectar. The kiss sent thrills down Anya's spine too. She had never felt more at home than in his arms in this moment; their connection went beyond words and bonded them in ways she could barely fathom.

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.

Five Years Earlier: Henry Dunne knows three things: that agreeing to host this raucous house party was a terrible idea, that he absolutely cannot show up to his nursing shift tomorrow with a hangover, and that the beautiful redhead in the corner will be sleeping in his bed tonight.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

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.

They say life begins at 40.... But when infertility led to my divorce, it seemed more like the end. When I’d rather be at home in my sweats binging '80s movies, my dad begs me to go to Carlton with him for moral support as he presents my much younger sister to their unmated Alpha.

When my husband ran off with our saloon’s hostess, I left Montana, joining my college-aged son in Oregon. Eugene’s a far cry from my little hometown, But I did my best to blend in with the locals, And tried heading out for a jog. I thought I saw a hippie gathering deep into the trail— Until they changed into a pack of wolves.

Blayze Shaw could sum up his life in one word, fulfilling. He grew up in the shadow of his famous father, Brock Shaw, a multi-year PBR champion, but chose not to follow in his footsteps. Instead, choosing to work on the family's cattle ranch in Montana. Everything in his life was exactly how he wanted it, and he was the happiest he'd ever been. When a woman from his past resurfaces and is given the task of diving deep into his world for the answers he isn't willing to share, Blayze's perfect world is thrown into a tailspin.

Collin Creed is a killer. But he's Lowyn's killer. And after a twelve-year separation, she wants him back. Deep in the hills of West Virginia, three small towns have found a way to flourish in the face of extreme poverty. Disciple runs a side-show tent revival that brings in millions of dollars a year. Bishop flaunts traditional ways in the vein of Colonial Williamsburg, luring weary city people to the slow-living lifestyle. And Revenant offers them an experience of sin filled with tattooed bikers and live-music dive bars.

I walk into the bar with my pack, and I scent her straight away. She’s lying behind the counter with blood trailing from an injury to her head. My desire to protect her stuns me almost as much as her beauty. But it’s the smell of her blood that stuns me the most—it’s something not quite human. When she wakes up, her fear tells me all I need to know. She definitely thinks she’s mortal. I choose to disagree.