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Nobody told me that when I entered the transition, the very gifts of my demonic lineage would be used against me. Nobody warned me that the flames of hell would burn from within. Or that I'd be driven to lust and madness, my chaotic magic becoming more wild and unruly than ever before. The only way to save myself - and the world - was to give the beast what she wanted: control.

You'll never hear anyone who knows me say, "Boy, that Sunny Haddock sure is a quitter.” I’m no defeatist. But, lately, it hasn’t been easy to see the glass half full. I’m weeks away from having a baby and trying really hard to marry the father and love of my life, and it’s been one catastrophic disaster after another. Between a waxing disaster (you know what I mean, ladies!) and the theft of our weddings bands, it appears our union is doomed. But ever the optimist, I’m determined to figure out who or what is trying to sabotage my Valentine's Day nuptials.

Kel Carpenter and Meg Anne present book three in the Grimm Brotherhood series.

I might be the only unmated female in my tribe, but it doesn't mean I've given my heart. I'm waiting. I want resonance, and I won't settle for anything less. But when an alien ship lands and a handsome stranger steps out, I know he's the one. His name's Mardok, and he's fascinatingly different - and distractingly appealing. But Mardok can't stay on the ice planet, and he says he can take me with him.

Ivar The Destroyer is dead. Killed by my hands. Now, I hold the throne, and the Berserkers look to me for leadership. But loyalty runs deep-can I really trust the men who followed Ivar's ruthless orders? So much blood has been spilled to end this fight before it ever began, but bigger challenges loom.

Something is wrong with Nora. There's a darkness inside her that she can't seem to control. As she and her men search for answers to her siren's dark nature, someone puts out a hit on her clan. Now, mercenaries from all over are trying to kill them. On top of all that, Nora must take on her first official case for the FUA. Someone is stealing mythical creatures, and they need to be stopped before they can steal the magic of the world's most powerful underworlders.

Girl meets a handsome stranger, gets swept off her feet, and has the best night of her life. Sounds like a dream, right? If only... When I wake up the next morning in a stunning penthouse overlooking the Seattle waterfront to a note saying, “have a safe flight back to Chicago,” his message is loud and clear: One and done. Famous last words. Guess who’s waiting to greet me on the first day at my new job? It turns out the mega-rich Asher Kingcaid is far from one and done.

I'm sick of being alone, sick of being ignored by my alien "husband," Xade, and exhausted from always being as nice as possible. When the local alien wildlife starts rampaging, all I see is a golden opportunity to finally get some alone time with him on a mission, convince Xade to be my friend… and maybe more. Xade's grumpy demeanor brings out another side of me, though, and I start to realize saying "no" is a skill I need to work on.

They call me Rage. My real name is like a shadow, always close behind but never quite able to catch up. I fly under the radar because no one ever suspects I'm capable of the kind of brutal violence I commit each and every day. You see, I'm a girl. I'm 19. And I'm a killer. This life is all I know. It's all I want to know. It keeps the things buried that I need kept buried. It allows me to live without thinking too much. Without dwelling on the past. Until him. It all changes when an ordinary boy becomes my next target. And my first love.

Elyseans are so wise… Elyseans are so beautiful…. Elyseans are divine… Elyseans are power-hungry assholes with a god complex. Yes, I said it. Sue me and bring out your pitchforks. Unfortunately for me, the deadly Elysean Trials are right around the corner. Despite my unpopular opinion of them and anything Olympian-gods related, when they unleash their strange blue birds to select mortals around the country as candidates, one of them chooses me.

Ariane has found refuge in Illinois, and now plans her rightful return to vampire society. She must stay in control while hiding in nature, while foes old and new converge on her territory.

Supernatural PI Aster Night is closing in on a killer but soon finds herself caught in the cross fire of some pitch-black magic. Demon magic. The only way to save herself - and the world - is to catch the killer before he strikes again. She's going to need every bit of magical help she can get...including the assistance of her three drop-dead-sexy new boyfriends.

There's one timeslot available for Magical Girls in the network's minor leagues, and Magical Girl Understudy Anika DuPont's alien producer wants Heroics 101 to fill it. But a rival superhero and his producer want the slot too. To claim it before Magical Boy Vigilant Vow can, Annie will have to race up the community ranking list faster than him. And it won't be easy. In the aftermath of her destructive series finale, Annie's been put on probation from on-campus heroics. Worse, an organization dedicated to ending the whole Superhero System has it out for her.

“To convince a man to marry you, you have to be what they envision. Pretty, quiet, caring, and barefoot in the kitchen.” My mother's expectations have never wavered. I’m determined to be more, even if it is within the confines of Featherstone Academy. I'm tired of being forced into a mold I don't fit in. I want to be me, however that looks. Finding myself, and understanding what matters is my number one focus, over everything else. Taking inspiration from my reading obsession, I know what I want my life to look like, but getting it is a completely different issue.

"You're pretty, for a fat girl." That's nothing Claire Howard hasn't heard before, and there's part of her that doesn't care, that thinks it's okay to love herself just the way she is. Then there's that other voice in her head, the one that plays on a constant loop that gets louder whenever people scrutinize her dinner order, snicker when she needs a belt extender on a plane, and outright laugh when they see her with her the kind of man they don't think fat girls deserve.

Nava has come a long way from being a hot mess flying solo. She's now one of the major players on the chessboard, leading the charge against a witch with dark magic, a power-mad rabbi, and the impending apocalypse. Friends will die and secrets will be exposed. Add imprisonment, torture, and the biggest, baddest demon of them all who has plans for her, and it's a lot for a girl to take in. Time to rally the troops and make her last stand because she's damned if she'll let the end of the world stand in the way of her romantic, sexytimes galore, happily-ever-after.

The Faire is alive. It’s alive, it’s sentient, and it wants more from Cora Glass. Reeling from the revelations that Clown left her with, she struggles once more to find her footing. She never gets the chance. Harrow Faire wants Cora for murder. She assumed it was her death that it was after. She was wrong. It wants her to kill...to save them all. But the question remains - is Cora a murderer? Can she take a life, even if she is told she must?

Nina wasn't always a bitch. But surviving an apocalypse has made her that way. It's the end of the world, and the dead have risen. Devastation reins and destruction lives. Mankind is holding on by bloody and desperate fingers. Death comes when you least expect it; in the quiet of the night or in the harsh light of day. It sneaks in and takes everyone and everything you ever loved, until you're left with nothing at all.

It's all fun and games until someone wakes up dead. Governor's daughter Jane Anderson is used to getting what she wants. When a girls' trip to Mardi Gras thrusts her into the arms - and fangs - of New Orleans' hottest vampire, he gifts her with immortality, super strength, and a complexion to die for. There's only one tiny problem. Jane faints at the sight of blood. When Ethan Devereaux meets Jane, his cold, lifeless heart learns to beat again.

The plan was to return from Faerie, let the dust settle, get over it, and move on. So far, only the dust has achieved its goal. But my work is done in that realm, and time spent missing Esras won’t pay my rent. So when a supernatural cleanup job comes my way, it seems like just the distraction I need. Especially if, by distraction, I mean all hell breaking loose.