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Escape. That was my sole focus. Forget the headlines, forget the threats. Forget what happened? Never. I fled the big city in the desert to hide in a small town amongst the pines. My plan was to blend in, work until I had enough money, then vanish. There’s just one problem: I didn't factor in having a boss like Connor Vale.

The beautiful coastal village is too small and it's impossible to hide when you're a target. They know I'm different. They knew when I was a young girl and they know now. They're just waiting for the proof. They're all waiting for me to screw up like I always do. What they don't know is, I'm not staying. I'll take my scowling shifters - hopefully before they literally rip into one of the many hateful villagers - and I'll find the Solstice Queen. I'll find that mysteriously dangerous mage again if it's the last thing I do.

Charlie Harrington is a respectable man. Mayor to his small mountain town. Successful attorney. Doting single father. After one mishap in the past, he avoids scandal. Making everyone happy is his goal. He’s nothing but content...and a bit boring. Then, one morning, he finds a beautiful woman in his bedroom, and his world turns upside down. His good guy side suddenly wants to be a little bad.

Grim Reaper Academy is a prison, and my father is the jailor. Since he's been appointed Headmaster, he's been changing all the rules. There's a curfew now, students are not allowed to gather in groups, and all connections with the outside have been cut. And don't think that because I'm his daughter, the rules don't apply to me. On the contrary, he's even more of a tyrant. He's forbidden me from seeing my lovers, GC and Paz. He says he'll find me a match worthy of my name. Unfortunately for him, I am my father's daughter. I do not break. I don't even bend.

I’m Alana Mitchell, and for my 20th birthday, I got a brand-new magical destiny instead of the laptop I was saving for. I’m a witch. I have powers I can’t control, enemies I know nothing about, and a legacy I can’t begin to grasp. There’s a shadow world out there, waiting to swallow me whole...a world I didn’t even know existed until I used my magic and unleashed hell upon my naïve self.

I had a past. It was dark. It was ugly. It was my dirty secret. No one knew the weight of the burdens that nearly consumed me. I lived with a singular focus-seeking revenge on my father. Then, the new girl Jolee Ward moved into the apartment above me and shattered my carefully constructed world. We were like oil and water...until we weren't. Then, we detonated like gasoline and fire, but the inferno threatened to destroy us both.

There’s a demon out there who needs to pay for what he's done. And with my Redleg family, I'll usher him to his judgment day. Just when I thought Lettie and I finally found our happily ever after, danger stands in the way. The mafia wants payback for what they lost when I rescued her. I want vengeance for what they did to her. And everyone at Redleg wants justice. Lettie deserves a happy ending. And maybe I do too. Yet we can’t find peace until this nightmare is behind us. When I think we’re almost in the clear, I come face-to-face with our worst nightmare.

Ali and Susan Jenkins have it all. Their life together is mapped out on a one-way path to happiness, that is, until Susan is diagnosed with terminal cancer. Ali refuses to accept it - her world is shattered. Susan's last act of love is to make her wife promise that, one day, she will open her heart again and let somebody else love her. But, will Ali keep her promise?

My name is Jude, and like everyone, I’ve got secrets. Unfortunately, mine involves my family’s part in the creation of the Awaken virus, which turned normal men into violent, ruthless alphas three years ago. It was an accident, but now we’re on the run while I try to right my wrongs. There’s just one problem–Griz. He’s the New York alpha pack’s strategist. Brilliant, kind, possessive. Perfect. I’m his mate, although I have to keep him at arm’s length. He loves me because he doesn’t know me. What’s worse is I can’t tell him, because I need his pack to keep me safe until I find a cure.

Sixteen-year-old Thrash doesn’t enchant eyeliner over her lids or clear her acne with magic. She is plus-size, but she doesn’t hate what she sees in the mirror—that’s the realm of her mother, Osmarra, a slim and elegant Glamour witch. When Thrash unexpectedly breaks a mirror with her mind, she discovers she has a knack for magic and will receive one of the three sanctioned Gifts: Glamour, Growth, or Sight. The only problem is that mothers choose the Gifts, and Osmarra is convinced that the Gift of Glamour will fix her daughter’s looks.

I went from being an irresponsible kid who didn’t know any better to an irresponsible man who does. I make no apologies. Don’t take my carelessness for strength. My blood is as deadly as the bullet that killed my brother, and once I’m cut, there’s no stopping the river of rage. My past is dead. I’m not like my MC brothers. Nothing is going to come bite me in the ass. Or so I thought. Because life gave me Mary, the little hellraiser who tries to be reckless. She’s only looking to escape the nightmare of what happened to her in Atlantic City.

Single dad. Two words that force me out of bed every morning. Because two little girls depend on me. Because my family’s company depends on me. As CEO, I have to show up, lead, be present. As Dad, there’s no room for error, not when it comes to raising my girls. I’m no longer the same man, just a shell of a person I once was, going through the motions every day. Not seeing, barely breathing. Until Becky Summers, the new nanny.

Two years ago, I was a pretty big deal. I thought I had it all, until a blast from my past popped up on my social media feed, keeping my ego in check and reminding me how basic I am. Except sassy Wren Bennett isn't just a blast from my past. She's the only woman I ever saw a future with. Even though my soul leaves my body every time she says she hates baseball and has never watched me play, a year's worth of messages filled with laughter and sarcasm only remind me how amazing my "pen pal" is.

Lou Bulosan-Nelson has the ultimate summer DIY project. She's going to build her own "tiny house", 100 square feet all her own. She shares a room with her mom in her grandmother's house, and longs for a place where she can escape her crazy but lovable extended Filipino family. Lou enjoys her woodshop class and creating projects, and she plans to build the house on land she inherited from her dad, who died before she was born. But then she finds out that the land may not be hers for much longer.

After five years in Los Angeles, Bron has come to terms with living as a mundane. Following a horrific ritual accident that cost the life of her mentor, she wants nothing to do with magic ever again. That’s becoming a lot harder now that her new best friend Nick is the grandson of LA’s biggest magical crime lord. And harder still when her mentor’s daughter shows up and drops a bombshell on her: The ritual accident might not have been her fault at all. Worst of all, somebody’s stirring up the magical crime families from behind the scenes, trying to set them against each other.

Cass Morgan is used to hitting home runs. Sunday Lane is the strike he never saw coming. An MLB legend and a single mom. Ordinarily, their paths would never cross. But when a career-threatening injury and a cross-country move put them in each other's paths, two pink lines forever entangle their lives.

Werewolf and practicing witch Bronte may be the chosen heir to her grandmother's dynasty, but when she makes a split decision, it threatens to alter the course of her future. Chasing pixies and a stolen relic into the human world leads her straight to Weston, a handsome and wealthy wolf shifter with questionable morals and a scent that calls to her like nothing else ever has before. With her inner wolf crying "mate," it's impossible to deny the instant attraction between them.

Gorgeous white dress. Champagne. Husband. All of that goes out the window when I overhear a call between my fiancé and another woman. Hurt and angry, I turn to the only person I can trust—my fiancé's brother. Dax. Otherwise known as my best friend. I run. And take him with me. One too many drinks has me confessing everything I heard. With a need to reinvent myself, I make a list. No matter how outrageous it might seem, Dax offers to help.

Magical Los Angeles is a ticking time bomb. The normally cooperative crime families are at each other’s throats, an unseen force manipulating them from behind the scenes like a sinister chess master. Nick Morgan and Bron Broome are the only ones who know what’s going on, and they've got a tough job: convince the crime lords a demon’s playing them like chumps before the whole town goes up like a powder keg.

Perma-single Amy Clarke prides herself on three things: her pink hair, her Converse collection, and her ability to drink copious amounts of margarita without puking. She isn't looking for love. She's perfectly content with her simultaneous love affairs with Netflix and both Ben and Jerry. The trouble is, sometimes, love finds you. Her crush - this tall, dark, and handsome dork who gets on her train every other Monday - has no idea he brightens her day with his panty-wetting smile and laugh that makes her pulse quicken.