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To Callie Masters, there’s nothing like a man with silver at his temples. When a silver fox walks into her booth, she nearly falls to her knees in appreciation. He’s suave with a hard edge, a wolf in a power suit. Her job is to work on the ink on his back, not daydream about something far more tantalizing. Morgan McAllister knows he shouldn’t want the woman at his side, and not only because of the age difference. They come from different worlds, and he refuses to bring such a pure soul into the cutting edge of his circle.

“Mate me or die. Your choice.” The words weren’t meant for me, but I felt them resonating in my very soul. What would I choose? Death. Of course, I would just burn to ash and wake up again with the same damn problem swirling around in my heart and mind. My inner beast thinks it has imprinted on a Halfling Hell Fae. Without my permission.

It was supposed to be a regular day out. Three couples celebrating the last days of summer. When tragedy struck. I thought I was going to marry her. Instead, I was burying her. I blamed the world for my pain. I buried it all. I became a man I didn’t even recognize.

When the great war between the Redwoods and the Centrals occurred three decades ago, the Talon Pack risked their lives for the side of good. After tragedy struck, Gideon Brentwood became the Alpha of the Talons. But the Pack's stability is threatened, and he's forced to take mate - only the one fate puts in his path is the woman he shouldn't want.

I've stared into the face of Death, falling victim to her deceptively sweet lullaby. Until she released me from her icy grip without any warning, sending me stumbling back out the other side to continue on as if nothing happened. When I come to in the hospital as their mysterious John Doe, I discover that the past year of my life never happened at all. But I remember all of it. Every drop of blood shed, every life lost, every bullet fired. I've been propelled back into a personal hell where I'm fraternizing with the very men whose souls I've coaxed from their bodies.

Having a crush on one of your brother’s friends is so cliché. But Reese Woodall isn’t too worried...it’s not as if she’d ever have a chance with the former Delta Force operative. For one thing, he lives in New Mexico, and she’s in Missouri. For another, since Woody and his team chaptered out of the Army several years ago, she hasn’t seen Gus even once. She’s free to lust after him from afar...but with her brother currently missing, Reese has far more important things to worry about.

Lexi, an investigative journalist, believes she's simply uncovering the truth behind a series of mysterious fires. Her path crosses with Elijah, a smooth-talking lender whose charm barely conceals the veiled intentions beneath.

Hey there. I'm Von, your not-so-average girl with a flair for the unconventional. My hobbies? Oh, just the usual—beach strolls (best after serenading the fish with a symphony of a soon-to-be-dead man's scream... long story), and DIY projects. Ever cuddled a C4-stuffed pillow? No? You're missing out. My family is what I think most people would consider normal. A doting father, loving mother, twin older brothers who are a pain in my ass, the usual. Yeah, we have a family business that requires you to know how to shoot a gun, bribe officials, and pay off the cops, but everyone's family does that.

Welcome to the Midnight Fae world. It’s bloody. Dark. And led by an ancient vampire who needs to die. My days as a pawn in this war are over. I’m taking over as queen on this board, and in my version of the game, everyone bows to the queen. Even Constantine Nacht. He thinks he’s clever by roping me into these ascension trials, all meant to kill me and my mates. But I’m going to prove him wrong. We’re stronger than he thinks. And we’re going to make him bleed. Earth Fae are all about life. Midnight Fae prefer death. I’m a mixture of both.

I woke to the soothing sound of a peaceful serenade...except there’s nothing peaceful about being kidnapped after being sold to the Devils of Sin. This never should have happened, because I did everything right. I accepted the invitation, attended the masquerade in the depth of the forsaken forest, and danced with whomever requested. The longer one remains, the more debt is cleared from the family name, so I danced through the night. I survived to the final note—and let me emphasize the survive part—but I’m starting to realize where the real problem lies.

My name is Lily. I’m a divorced, middle-aged mom and also…the rightful ruler of the Dark Fae? I know, it sounds crazy. There’s no way I can be the Lost Princess everyone’s been looking for. But try telling that that to Krynn and Sel, the two muscular Fae warriors who are now my protectors. They're determined to keep me safe and satiate my intense new cravings for blood and sex. But will I survive to become...the Queen of Midnight?

Meghan Montgomery-Warren thought she knew what love was when she’d married her first love. After years of emotional abuse, she’s finally free to find the Meghan she’d once been and the one she needs to be now.

His family is as wealthy as the Rockefellers and as powerful as the Kennedys. He runs the billion-dollar corporation. No one knows that he has a ticking time clock on his ability to lead. Eva Morelli is the oldest daughter. The responsible one. The caring one. The one who doesn't have time for her own interests. Especially not her interest in the charismatic, mysterious Finn Hughes. A fake relationship is the answer to both their problems. It will keep the swarming society mothers from throwing their daughters at him. And it will keep Eva's mother from bothering her about marriage.

In one small town in Montana, the stories you were told when you were a child might be more real than you think. The five Cooper brothers never knew their lives were so connected to the magic within until one fateful, fiery night. Together in one place for the first time, the first three novels will pull you in and never let you.

With her blue-black hair and striking green eyes, Cailin Jamenson is the epitome of beauty and the exemplar of strength. She has fought the enforced boundaries of being the lone Jamenson daughter and Redwood Pack princess, but it is the potential future with the dark wolf in her path that threatens everything she thought she desired.

My name is Wyatt Blake. I'm a cardiothoracic surgeon in Phoenix. When I was 17, I had a heart transplant that saved my life. That's not something I tell just anyone, because I hate being defined by the illness that ruled the first half of my life. The average life expectancy for a transplant patient is 11 years. I'm 34, and in case math isn't your thing, that puts me about six years past my expiration date when I spend a weekend at my buddy Jason's wedding in Miami and meet the sexiest bridesmaid in the history of sexy bridesmaids.

Weston Cavendish. My brother's best friend. I'd perfected the art of pretending that I didn't want him, that he didn't affect me every time he was near. Or so I thought. When his world comes crashing down, I'm the one he turns to, and I can't deny my feelings any longer. I know there's something between us. Until he finds out that I've been hiding things from him, too. Broken and betrayed, can we pick up the pieces and work together to expose the truth? The odds are stacked against us. But I won't give up without a fight.

For once, my life was calm. Behind us was the threat of our distillery being shut down. Now we could focus on growing our brand exactly the way I dreamed of doing it when I took it over. Nothing was going to stop me. Until she moved in next door. My enemy’s wife with her seven-year-old son. I don’t need this right now. But everything inside me pulled me toward her. I even offered her a job. Little did I know I was starting a war. Again. But this time, I’m ready for it.

Being left at the altar would have been better. Instead, I'm sent away to a secluded spot where I can't disturb the happy couple--on my honeymoon without a bride. Left to lick my wounds and recover from the ultimate betrayal, I do what I do best.

One word could kill them all. That's what I was warned about after the first accident when I killed my family's allies. My powers manifested too young. Powers I never asked for. I can connect with the realm of the dead. My medium? My voice. And so I don't talk. Ever. Not to anyone—except my sister, of course. She's the only reason I'm not utterly insane after a lifetime spent hiding. In the darkness. In silence. Under a shroud of loneliness with only the dead for company.