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A prophecy foretold of a journey across the seas that would solve all my problems. But now I'm stuck between an old flame who wants to rekindle what we had, and a jealous vampire who would take the other's head if permitted. Did I mention the psycho goddess Lilis, stalking our every move, intent on killing us all? Despite our troubles, what started out as a cobbled-together faction destined to fail is finally starting to rise to the challenge.

It was supposed to be easy: find the drug maker. Find her, and drag her back to the dragons to deal with. She deserves death for what she's done. For someone like Weston, the best alpha in the world, the one who shuts people up just by walking in the room, it would've been. Until he learns what she is. Finding a fated mate is nearly impossible. Very few are able to do it. But the call of their bond is unmistakable. Against all odds, and in the worst situation imaginable, he's found his true mate. Her.

Weston has made a mess of things. Since he realized the woman he was supposed to find and bring to justice was his true mate, things have spiraled out of control. He's gone from one bad decision to the next, and now the situation threatens to topple down around him. The good news is, Aurelia isn't responsible for hurting people. She isn't the one who should stand in front of the dragons and plead for her life. If only the dragons and their kingdom agreed.

I could save him, but he would ruin me. The beast. The creature that stalks the forbidden wood. The dragon prince. He has suffered a fate worse than death. We all have. A curse put upon us by the mad king. We are a kingdom locked in time. Shifters unable to feel our animals. Stuck here by a deal between the late king and a demon who seeks our destruction. The only one keeping this kingdom alive is Nyfain, the golden prince to a stolen throne. The last dragon shifter.

I thought once we released the curse, I'd only have one enemy to contend with. Wrong. The queen lives. Not only that, but she knowingly hid herself from me and the rest of this kingdom until the moment the curse was broken. Now she is back, and her desires aren't clear. Neither are her motives.

How bad do you want to be bound, gagged, spanked, or slapped? How bad to you want to have your hair pulled, your nipples clamped, your body strung up? How bad do you want to pant, gasp, scream, and squirm? How bad do you want to turn over some part of yourself to a man just dying to strip you bare and take you somewhere you've never been? Here you'll find all sorts of women for whom their own personal "Sir"s (or Masters or Daddies) hold the reins to their erotic pleasure. For them, saying yes (or a bratty, defiant "no" for which they'll be duly punished) is as powerful as a good, hard smack on the ass.

A deadly journey lies ahead of me, and no one can know that I am leaving—too many would steal the crown with me gone. With a small, secret contingent, I go across the water to the human realm, a land I’ve never set foot on to find the gemstone that is the key to our salvation.

The only thing protecting me from the demons...is the beast. Nyfain, the golden dragon prince, tried to set me free. But there is no freedom in this kingdom. Not for anyone. The demons have sought me out. They want to trap me. To use me against Nyfain. It's only a matter of time before they call in the demon king.

Dammit , just how many toes was she going to have to stomp on before people realized she was a delicate freakn' flower? Naomi doesn't want to follow tradition and settle down with a violence-loving, chest-thumping shapeshifter. She grew up in a household with five testosterone-laden brothers where none of the dishes ever matched, the ugly-as-sin furniture could withstand any catastrophe, and Krazy Glue was bought by the case.

Never sell your soul to the Demon King....Too late. In an effort to save all that I love, I have to finish the job that Nyfain started - and ruin myself. I've made a trade with the most cunning creature alive. Me for them. The dungeons will be my new home. Dolion's destruction will be my new goal. I just have to get out of here, and back to my golden dragon. Preferably alive.

Circe Quinn, the office manager of a moving company, goes to sleep at home and wakes up in a corral filled with women wearing sacrificial virgin attire—and she’s one of them. She figures this is not good and soon finds she’s not having a wild dream; she’s living a frightening nightmare. She’s been transported to a barren land populated by a primitive people, where she’s installed very unwillingly on her white throne of horns as their queen.

Seoafin Wilde was taught by her parents that every breath was a treasure and to seek every adventure she could find. She learns this lesson the hard way after they perish in a plane crash. When she discovers there’s a parallel universe where every person has a twin, she finds a witch who can send her there so she can see her parents again. And have the adventure of a lifetime.

Against his will, Noctorno Hawthorne, an undercover cop, finds himself embroiled in magic, mayhem and a parallel universe. Too late, he meets an amazing woman only to find she’s destined for his identical twin in another world. And things aren’t going great there. Noc is recruited to help save that world. What he doesn’t know is his destined love resides in that world. Franka Drakkar wears a mask. A mask she never takes off to protect herself in a world of malice, intrigue and danger.

Far too young, Apollo Ulfr lost Ilsa, the love of his life. The grief of her loss does not settle in his soul, it solders to it. When he discovers there’s a parallel universe where his wife may have a twin, he feels there’s hope and sets about bringing her to his world. Ilsa Ulfr of our world is on the run from her husband, Apollo’s twin. The last thing she wants is to be transported to a fantastical world and forced to take his side as his wife. However, trouble catches up with her, and she has no choice.

Cora Goode has woken up in a fairytale world where she can understand what birds are saying, men ride horses and have fluffy feathers in their hats and furniture zigs, zags and whirls in miracles of construction. The problem is, she thinks she’s in a dream. Without realizing it, Cora does something that starts a centuries-old curse that will sweep the land if she gets captured by the evil Minerva. At this point, her dream becomes a nightmare. Luckily, hot guy, fantasyland Noctorno is there to save her from the clutches of Minerva.

Meeting the woman of his dreams would have worked a lot better if she didn't already belong to another man. But Chris wasn't about to let something like "until death do us part" keep him from claiming his woman. He'll do anything to win his mate, including throwing his attractive cousin at the pesky husband.

Everyone's heard of the mysterious Moon Ghost Jaguars, supposed shape-shifting men who steal women as their brides. What they forgot to mention was that half-naked, ripped, and oh, so delicious, they always came in pairs - and turned into really big freakn' cats! But Carlie's not about to let these furry Tarzans dictate her future, even if they seem to have conquered her body.

When tall, pretty Kelly interviews at Washington D.C.’s premier LGBT-centric lobbying firm, she claims she has a girlfriend. Nothing could be further from the truth; she’s never even kissed a girl. Kelly’s hired. However, a suspicious co-worker keeps inquiring about her girlfriend. To keep her lies straight, Kelly bases her fictional partner on Anna, an aggressive, gorgeous lesbian friend of a friend. But when the firm’s annual Christmas party looms, Kelly’s forced to produce her mysterious girlfriend.

Trekking through the jungle isn't Ruth's idea of a good time, even if her companions are hotter than hell. With her sister missing, though, she'll do anything to find her - slog through swamps, squish giant centipedes, and fight her attraction to not one but two males intent on seduction. But when she discovers there's more to the hunks accompanying her than meets the eye, will she accept their alter wolf egos or completely freak?

Yeah, Derrick is angry and bitter, but with good reason. His army buddies should have left him to die instead of dragging him out of the rebel camp - and he means drag. Shrapnel to his back ensured his legs are useless hunks of meat. Everything below his waist is useless. As if that isn't bad enough, fate just has to kick a wolf when he is down and send him the curvy and luscious Janine. According to his inner beast, she's his mate. Not happening.