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With an ancient, powerful being like Decius, Willow has her work cut out for her, and after working with an old friend to cast a powerful portal spell, she winds up on Earth...with Caz at her side. But just because they’re on Earth doesn’t mean they’re safe. Though weaker, Decius still has the power to haunt them, and he will not stop until he has Caz in his clutches again...even if that means killing every single member of Caz’s Blackwater clan.

Now that I’ve found my soulmate, life has never been better…But of course as a Cold Tethered couple, happiness doesn’t always last. Soon, my nightmares are being haunted, my future threatened, and my bond with Caz could slip right through my fingers. I hate that it’s come to this, but we’re now facing the biggest fight of our lives. Limits are tested. Blood is shed. Hearts are shattered. My only hope is that, through it all, everyone I love makes it out alive.

Bethany Anne has been notified there is a spaceship inside the system...but they can't find it. Is it Kurtherian, someone else? The governments have to be told about aliens, which sparks a worldwide effort by Governments to find what TQB has.... Oh, and Eric wants to date Gabrielle but he wants her to know he can protect her if need be. But his idea on how? Well, let's just say it might not be the best solution.

Haunted by her sister's mysterious disappearance, Rebekah battles grief, depression, and the unsettling presence of a Reaper invading her mind. Drawn into a realm of souls, she confronts not only her despair but the chilling truth of her sister's fate. Guided by a cunning witch and a Guardian imprisoned in her consciousness, Rebekah embarks on a desperate quest to free her sister from a terrible darkness.

Shanice Pierce knows better than to heed bad omens. But she has a hard time ignoring the signs when she finds herself newly single and out of a job on the same seemingly cursed day. Then, while cleaning out her grandmother’s house, Shanice comes across a painting she hasn’t seen in years. Drawn to the haunting portrait in a way she can't explain, Shanice accepts her grandmother’s offer to keep the family heirloom. She soon uncovers the story of the artist, a Harlem Renaissance painter named Estelle Johnson.

Underhill is my ruthless mother. Her realm is my deadly home. The brutal creatures here are both foe and friend. But the group of fae that just attacked me? They’re all foe. Dragged from my game of hide-and-seek with a dragon, and my home of twenty-one years, I’m thrust into a weak, ugly realm. Earth. Something is taking the fae children of the Irish court, and an Oracle has declared I must find them. Nope. Not my problem. Bye. Except a three-year-old girl they suspect is the next Queen of All Fae was taken too.

I fought. It was a losing battle. I ran. His relentlessness ensnared me. I'm a token. A trinket. A toy for Victor's amusement. He's seductive. A dangerous deviant. Although I can't stop the madness, staying is lethal.

Ripped from the man I’m bound to. Thrust into fresh danger. And this time I must go alone. Except the task I’m burdened with should belong to a more powerful fae—my mother. Listening to her brought me to this moment of heartache and loss. Perhaps the time has come for a new approach, no matter the consequences.

My rules in life are simple: Never have a woman in your bed for more than one night. Never mix business with pleasure. Never fall in love. Blood above all else. When life throws a new personal assistant at me, everything changes. I shouldn't want her, but I can't help it. She is breaking my focus, and all my "nevers" are turning into "maybes."

She's a singer posing as a maid. He's a surgeon forced to serve the Reich. For both of them, deception is the only way to survive the war. Cocktail singer Victoire Duplanchier knows Nazi-occupied Paris is not safe for a black woman. But that's exactly why she's trying to get her family out. When she's caught in a roundup, a man with ocean-blue eyes saves her from being sent to the camps. But can she really trust him? He might seem kind and handsome, but he's also a Nazi. Surgeon, Emil von Konig, was duped into serving the Reich by his deceitful father.

As a female coach, I've always lived by a simple mantra: throw hard, swing for the fences, and never, ever look back—especially when it comes to past flames. So when my ex-boyfriend somehow manages to land the job as my new assistant coach, my life is flipped upside down. The game I thought I'd mastered is now being played with a whole new set of rules.

Ryan Cawdor’s time-lost companion, Doc Tanner, has finally found the Operation Chronos facility that can return him back to his own era. But reaching it through a gauntlet of mutie enemies and their enslaved army is only one half of the battle. As the Chronos facility falls to the mutie siege, a traitor within the ranks of Ryan’s crew finally reveals their hand, and the remaining allies find themselves backed into an impossible corner... with no way out.

Willow Mayson isn’t ready to just dive head first into love, or at least not with any of the men she’s dated. Then she shares a single unexpected kiss with a complete stranger. Clay Raven doesn’t want the strings of a woman tied to him in any way. His priorities are his family, his job, and finding the people responsible for helping kill his sister. One kiss shouldn’t have the ability to change that.

Welcome to Honey Creek, Illinois, where life was as sweet as the town's name suggested. That was until Mr. Fine Dining himself, Alex Ramírez, rolled into town with a permanent scowl. Even worse, he decided to park his snooty five-star restaurant across from my cozy dog daycare. He was tall, dark, and about as warm as a frozen entrée. After one too many unpleasant interactions, I was determined to stay out of his way and to keep him out of mine. But fate had a quirky sense of humor.

On a trip to reunite with her family in England—and said crush, Jonah—Lanie intends to take care of one of those items. Her favorite cousin, Gemma, is engaged…to Jonah. And they want Lanie to be both their maid of honor and best "mate" at the wedding. It’s the perfect opportunity to prove the pitying gazes wrong: she’s over Jonah. Really.

Rain soaks Tessa Scott as she runs from her car to the old vine-covered property she has been called to survey. She’s too busy to accept a new job, but doing this favor for the grandmother of her childhood sweetheart delays a painful decision she must make about her controlling boyfriend. When Tessa finds a tattered journal carefully hidden inside the house’s ancient fireplace, the tragic story of how Ona was ripped from her mother’s arms to live and work in the palatial Mount Vernon, and the heart-shattering betrayal that led her to risk her life and run, has Tessa spellbound.

They call her America’s sweetheart. And me? I’m the so-called “inked god” she dumped on TV. I’ve tried to forget her. I’ve tried to move on. Until I discover that her family is opening a new restaurant next to my tattoo parlor.

Anything can happen during a blackout. Even finding a soulmate. That's not what Celine Harris had been thinking during the historic Manhattan power outage of 2019. After hours of facing darkness, who would've guessed the first face she'd see would be one she would never forget! Musician Garreth King had just come from a tour only to end up on a New York subway to sit in the dark. But it had been well worth the wait after he spotted the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. As fate sweeps them back into each other's lives, they'll learn that time has nothing on love.

Arrogant. Delinquent. Hot as sin. All words that describe Simon Ashton, lead singer. His talent is out of this world...hence the arrogance. But if he doesn't clean up his act soon, he may find himself reliving the glory days from the discomfort of an empty mansion. That's where I come in, Myka Johnson, PR rep to some of the industry's hottest artists. I get results and make a lot of money doing it. So, when Meteor Records hired me to work my magic on Osiris's leading man, I jumped at the chance. There's only one problem: No one told me the job includes falling for the rockstar.

Forced into a life of serving the queendom before she was old enough to deny them, Brandi was a cultivator of death and the queen’s own blade, reserved only for the disloyal and the blasphemous. Crafted by the queendom and forged in blood, she was nothing more than a tool.