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In a god-blessed realm where old ghosts lie resting but not gone, Thora remains the most haunted. Now queen of Isjord, she's helped her kingdom thrive back into its once glorious days that old kings had tarnished with greed and a need for power. For ten years, Thora has ruled with a steady reign, but one that has always been doubted by a few who still wish to see old kings take her throne. When the new queen of the Islines rises to lay claim to Isjord as a true heir of pure Krigborn blood, many begin taking her side.

After falling for a lie and ruling over another, Snowlin starts revealing her dealing hand. Two queens and a joker. Isjord hangs by her carefully woven threads deep in her father's council, and Adriata pushed to the corner of her mercy, she awaits. But first she must stop Isjord from taking Adriata before her. Reborn as their demon, she unmasks long-hidden fear and returns to take her seat along the Night King as his Queen, much to everyone's displeasure.

For a hundred years, Altarra has burned. The goddess of war, Morrigan, has conquered kingdom after kingdom, leaving only ruin in her wake. Every prophecy says the same thing―nobody can defeat her. And after a century of failure, someone finally takes that literally. When the goddess Artemisen chooses Soli Graymind―a nobody from the lowest caste who suffers from chronic depression―to lead one last desperate quest, the world laughs. But Soli won't be alone.

When my parents passed, leaving my siblings and me completely alone in the world, I was broken—thrown down a path of reckless decisions. Seven years later, I was finally gaining solid ground. The bold attitude I'd held for most of my life had been shaken but not shattered. Except when it came to matters of the heart. As my mating heat approaches, I'm faced with the daunting task of finding a mate—of choosing one out of the four men that have stolen my heart.

In a god-cursed realm where rage is the food of war, Snowlin was already satiated. Now a prisoner of her father again, she has no choice but to play a gambit for the sake of the people she loves. With only three pieces away from forming the Octa Virga, the Winter King prepares his armies of monsters and humans to overtake the realm and claim it as his own, and crown himself a God. But his daughter lays the chessmen to play one last game of deceit.

Fate turned on me, chewed me up, and spat me out. I’ve been dragged down into the depths of hell until my lungs burned and the light of day turned blood red. But I’m still breathing.

Romeo: fictional, someone who can fall in love with his whole heart, without a shred of doubt. The thing about fictional characters is just that; they’re not real. That kind of love doesn’t exist outside of the pages of books. At least, that’s what I thought… Until I saw her. And it was like getting shot, like taking a led bullet straight to the heart. It hurt, burned deep in my soul. She isn’t the Juliet to my Romeo. Because she doesn’t simply come from an opposing house.

Brooke Bartlett is no exception. She’s been in love with her brother’s best friend for half her life, her dirty little secret. With Luca on the other side of the world, the temptation stayed out of reach, but now he’s back, and he’s not the only one. Brooke’s stalker is watching from the shadows, and he’s got his own ideas about her future…

What in the actual…? Why is my baby daddy at my workplace? Up there on a dais in front of everyone and—Wait, no, he bought the damn company? So it happened years ago. A stupid one-night stand that was supposed to be a life experience, not dictate the rest of my life. But, hey, I love my twins. They’re the center of my world and what we have works. It does until their father, Jamison Dawes, suddenly decides he wants to be a present parent. My kids are ecstatic. Can’t say I feel the same.

Ever since making my home in the town of Felgarde, life has been mighty interesting. From magical mishaps to peculiar monsters, this place is awash with mysteries for a realm guard to solve. And that's just my day job. On top of my role as a guard, I've got plenty of time to relax with the women in my life, including Knight Glacie, the beautiful high elf I'm now partnered with on patrols.

Three brides have been chosen for my pleasure and displeasure. One of them will become a King’s consort; the others will be discarded. Until my decision is made, I get to feast on them all. They are mine. After the demise of my uncle, the O’Sullivan family has yet to choose the new Don. With two brothers and a vengeful, unhinged cousin also vying for the position, tension is rising in an already dangerous business.

Chuck McArthur is a tall, dark, and handsome man who happens to love books as much as I do. He calls me Cookie, just like his gramps, and I’m more than eager for him to have a taste. Luckily for me, he likes a woman with some curves, and lucky for him, his dirty talk is quickly becoming my favorite sound.

Ash Murphy sneaks home to the family ranch to escape the scandal that follows his successful country music career everywhere. He plans to rest up, get in his fair share of work on the ranch, connect with the new horses his brothers have taken in, and lay low for as long as it takes for the newest tabloid interest to blow over. Except when he arrives, his brother's guest house isn't empty; its current occupant is none other than Willow Morgan, a country singer on the rise, hoping to finally finish the last song on her sophomore album.

I’m obsessed with my deviant desires and only one thing can bring me satisfaction—Caterpillar. Whether by luck or misfortune, he can be bought. I only need to make a deal with Cheshire...and his deals have the tendency to go sideways.

Lazarus Cross wakes after centuries of slumber, a single objective burning in his mind: revenge. His newfound thirst for blood is insatiable. When the woman who awakened him disappears before he can learn his identity or purpose, he must rely on his own strength and cunning to survive. In a world hungry for power and control, Lazarus must fight for his freedom and prove he is more than what he appears. With each bloody battle, he grows in strength, each victory unlocking new powers inside him.

My name is Violet, and I am crazy. Schizophrenic, to be exact. I see creatures no one else does. Even with medication, there's no escaping the insanity, so I lie and say I don't see them. Until one night, my hot-as-sin customer is one of these said creatures and tries to skip on the bill. Instead of being a hero for stopping a crime, I get fired. I should've kept my mouth shut because now my customer is stalking me. I should've called the cops, except he tells me the one thing I'm desperate to hear—you're not crazy.

In this dark, romantic fantasy, the battle for love, power, and the very fate of Crimson Keep will test Lazarus and his companions. Who will prove to be the strongest ally in their quest to defeat the malevolent new goddess, Sanguiana? Prepare for a breathtaking journey filled with mystery, passion, and peril, where alliances are forged and broken, and the line between love and bloodlust blurs.

I despised Nikolai Antonov. It didn't matter that he was drop-dead gorgeous, rich beyond comprehension, and totally obsessed with me. His rock-solid abs and lustful banter weren't going to convince me to crawl into bed with him. Even when agreed to help rescue my cousin who was kidnapped by the Cartel, my opinion of him didn't budge. He was toxic, and I wanted absolutely nothing to do with him… Until I got pregnant with his baby.

Oh, who’s even surprised? I spilled my drink on his fancy chinos, yes. They call it an accident for a reason. Is it happenstance or fate? This guy’s new to the area. He and his boyfriend just moved in across the street from my coffee place. Well, not my coffee place, I don’t own it or anything. I just go there every day. Now Alex does too. I wasn’t in the market for a new BFF, but Alex is attentive, smart, the kind of guy any woman would want in her life. Yes, he also happens to be yummy hot. Just my luck he’s… Except it’s not true.

When Aiden King asked me out four years ago, I went from mousy librarian to wife of the most wanted bachelor in Montana in four months flat. No longer the nerdy girl from the wrong side of the tracks, I was a CFO’s wife in a mansion by the river—and my husband was the man of my dreams. I almost couldn’t believe my good fortune. Turns out, I shouldn’t have believed it.