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As if being locked up in the crazy house wasn’t bad enough, I wake up to discover that the person I trust most in the world just morphed into a bloodthirsty monster. My only chance for escape comes in the form of two women calling out from within a shimmering tunnel. So, it's either stick around and get murdered or jump through some kind of portal.

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My dearest Lily, I won't ever send this letter despite all the ones we've shared in the past. Things are different. I'm home now, something else I won't tell you. War changes everyone, that's no secret, but some changes can't be hidden. I am no longer the man I was and you, my beautiful Flower, deserve more. Better. I wish I'd said goodbye in our last exchange . . . told you how much you mean to me. You once mentioned writing to other soldiers, but I hope I was your favorite. You were definitely mine.

Jessica Everett works hard to rescue women from their abusive husbands. She started down this path as a preteen when her best friend's father became abusive. Things quickly spiral out of control when meeting with a young woman who reached out to her for help. But Jessica didn't get there in time. A figure leaps from the shadows making Jessica his next target and...the only witness to her murder. Jessica barely escapes with her life, thanks to her ex-boyfriend, Michael Redman, the local deputy sheriff.

Sorry to whoever wrote the scripts for the fairytales I grew up watching in movies as a kid, but, bro, you got it all wrong. Fabulous floor-length gowns and fairy godmothers don't appear out of nowhere, promising to fix your problems when you're at your lowest, crying on a bench in a torn dress. Random animals have never cleaned anything I've ever owned, and though I would bend over backward to have a pet dragon that breathes fire, the best I can hope for is a small-bearded dragon...and they can't fly.

The sushi's fresh, the demons are bickering, and I think that centaur just clotheslined himself... I'm Immy. I suck at being a witch, but make up for it with mad style. What, you don't believe me? Ask my demon roommates. Yeah, the plushie-loving softie and the one set on world domination. I check in rental cars for supernatural customers leaving town, so I score whatever they ditch before they get on a plane home—and lemme tell you, they leave some weird stuff behind. Weird enough that sometimes it's a toss-up if it'll help pay the bills, or cause the next best thing to an apocalypse.

Remington Weylyn is burned and broken. She made a choice and now she's paying the price. The girl she once was is gone, replaced by someone she no longer recognizes. What once was her home now feels foreign and the people she was closest to feel like strangers. And it's all his fault. Jax Whitlock is dangerous and damaged. With no home or family, his place in the world is unknown. The only thing he has is a goal; to kill the man who took everything from him. And he won't let anything get in his way. Even if it means breaking her heart.

Wounded, scared, broken, and haunted by the death of his friend, John Rathborne is determined to find his former canine partner, Koda, now retired and re-homed. She's the only living being who could love him, even if he failed her. The last place he expects to find her is on a ranch in Montana, where he lands a foreman job and a chance at a new start. Katie Locke just wants the new guy gone. She doesn't need some stranger invading her ranch, no matter how the ranch needs the help. But she can't ignore John's brooding presence, and even her dog shares an uncanny bond with him.

I’m the plus-size witch who just wants to putter around my magical-plant nursery in peace, but nooo. The universe is conspiring against me, I swear.The newbie witch down the street just went missing—five minutes before she was gonna give me a ride to our book club. Something magical is stalking through my mundane neighborhood, attacking my neighbors, and I’ve got everybody and their ghost dogs trying to “help” me out.

In his world, he was the boss. And I owed the boss five grand. Instead of making me disappear like he does everyone else, he took me prisoner. He was a cold-blooded killer with a bad temper and no remorse. But I was a woman who liked to play with death.

"I want to spend your last semester getting you out of those pearls, and on your knees.” That’s what he said to me when he discovered that, with five months of college left, I was financially cut off. Young, wickedly handsome, and politically incorrect, Graham was unlike any man I’d met. If you’re wondering if I told him off—if the night ended with me slapping that delicious smirk right off his face—that didn’t happen. My name is Elle Courtney, and I’m the first to admit my mistakes. And Senator Graham Delaney? Well, he always gets exactly what he wants.

Hallie Scott expected the hangover from her thirtieth birthday. She did not expect to find her calm, orderly life as Swan Cove's head librarian to completely change overnight when her best friend added Hallie to the mayoral ballot because of one little remark. One. Now she's going head-to-head with the small coastal town's prominent "prince," Fitz Montgomery . . . whose charm is about to get seriously checked.

Several months after the heartbreaking events in the ruins of the Isla Del Sol, all Riley wants is to resolve her complicated past and move on with life. Pregnant, married, and safe, she never expects to be kidnapped while on vacation with her husband.

Ransom Weylyn is a hunter. Hidden behind his easy smile and laid-back attitude is a wolf that craves bloodshed and carnage. No one knows how hard he works to keep that part of himself at bay. Not even his family sees behind his calm façade. But she does. Isabeau Claremont is a killer. Born and bred to be a weapon and nothing more, she's embraced the monster they've made her. She knows nothing but death and the darkness of shadows. She thought she'd accepted her fate and her purpose, but then she meets him. And everything changes.

One chance. That's all I’ll have. Along with a choice I can't possibly make. In just a few weeks, I’ve gone from living in a psychiatric hospital, to learning I have magic, to joining a secret society of witches. I've also had to come to terms with both what I am and where I came from. Half demon, half witch, born in the demon real - a magical mutation created for sacrificial purposes. It's so nice knowing that the woman who raised me only did so because she was planning to spill my blood on her sacrificial altar. So, yeah. No wonder I went crazy.

With the body-hopping supernatural psychos finally vanquished, it seems like it might be time to relax. You know, have some fun. Hang out with my friends. Focus on my magical education. And, if all goes according to plan, take my relationship with Kai to the next level. Trust me, having spent my early-20s locked up in an institution, I’m more than ready to celebrate that particular rite of passage. But if I’ve learned anything in my short time in the world of witches, it’s never to let your guard down.

NYC is exactly what scientist Blake Montgomery needs. A little decadence and a whoooole lot of anonymity, well away from the prying eyes of her charming, touristy small town of Swan Cove. Now, at the end of a whirlwind trip, she has one final thing to cross off her to-do list: a sexy fling. And the hot, green-eyed stranger at the Maine airport bar might be her perfect one-night stand. Until, of course, he shows up in her town the very next day.

Yesterday, I was just a normal girl trying to survive college. Except that normal girls don’t walk through mirrors, and meet the man sent to kill them. Now, I’m being dragged kicking and screaming into a world where nothing makes sense. Sebastian, my dark and mysterious captor, promises to protect me. But how can I trust someone who can sneak into my dreams? Someone who hungers for the untouched parts of me.

No blood. No body. No murder. That’s what the police found after Penelope spun her bizarre tale. In a hysterical state, she said her father was butchered and eaten by a mob of birds—in her bedroom. They claim she’s crazy. That she suffers from delusions. Penelope is dead set on proving them wrong. After being institutionalized for eight months, Penelope is out and more determined than ever to find answers to her so-called hallucinations.

I play defense for the Boston Brawlers. Aidan means "fiery", Liam means "protector", and isn't that what you want your defenseman to be? The fiery protector of your team? No wonder most women think I'm a clown and a player. I don't bother disabusing them of the notion since I hardly want to get serious.