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A second dragon has awoken—her heart tainted and her power commandeered by two ruthless highbloods whose cruelty knows no bounds. My dearest friend teetered on the brink of death. A dragon saved her, but now she's tied to him in a way I can scarcely understand. What will this new bond do to the woman I've come to love as a sister? And then there's Blake. Once my relentless tormentor—he betrayed me again, nearly condemning Nyxaris to a cursed, stone-cold fate. Now, something has shifted in him. His gray eyes hide a secret he's desperate to keep.

Being the Omega daughter of Slate City's favorite politician is exhausting. Everyone in our family is perfect. Good jobs, good images, no scandals, and smiling at all times. That's not me, and it never will be. No matter how hard I try. All I've ever wanted was a simpler life—to choose what I want to do, have a pack who loves me, and be happy—but that's not an option. My entire life is already planned out for me. Every step carefully curated to make sure my family stays at the top, in the spotlight, and in power. Of course, I will be their dutiful Omega daughter.

Sunny MacDonald doesn't know what to expect when she's dragged to Club Fang by her twin sister Rayne. But the devastatingly handsome vampire Magnus mistakes her for her goth-loving twin and bites her on the neck, she realizes his fangs are all too real...and all too deadly. Now Sunny and Magnus find themselves in a race against time to find a way to reverse the bite before Sunny becomes a vampire forever. Something she definitely doesn't want-even if does mean spending eternity with a certain boy who bites....

When Roxilana hears a voice inside her head, she believes she's gone mad. This voice, Memnon, claims he is her god-touched soul mate, one who has the ability to wield magic. Not only that, but he believes Roxilana possesses magic too. Wild though his claims are, Roxilana realizes Memnon speaks the truth. First, her power Awakens. Then, Memnon, King of the Sarmatians, shows up at her door in Rome, proclaims her as his wife, and takes her to his homeland.

My name is Buffy Martinez and I've spent my entire life training to be a wife, but when a cult is the one leading me down the aisle there is no happily-ever-after waiting for me and I end up a virgin who can't drive because my family totally sold me out to be a virgin sacrifice. Joke's on...

I thought I'd keep my head down in Honeyridge Falls. Work at the general store, avoid my brother Ben's overprotective energy, stay far away from any alpha drama. After what happened in college, simple felt safer. My plan was bulletproof: sarcasm as armor, independence as my shield, and absolutely no complications. No feelings. No alphas. No regrets. Just me, my sharp tongue, and a routine that kept everyone exactly where I wanted them—at a distance.

The first time Hale Calloway calls me little mouse, he has no idea how right he is. I spend my life in the shadows, hiding who I truly am, skittering away to avoid attention. From the outside, no one would suspect that Haven Bell, daughter of Senator Frederick Bell, is nothing more than a puppet. I'm poised and polite, smile at the right times, and only speak when spoken to. But most importantly, I don't act like the omega I am. Not by choice. My father's political aspirations have pigeonhole him as an extremist. An alpha who wants to abolish the designations and have everyone live like betas.

I'd thought I found my forever pack, the men who would protect me and keep me safe for the rest of my life. I couldn't have been more wrong. Betrayed and confused, hurt beyond belief, I struggle to come to terms with what the Calloway pack did to me. Used me as a pawn, turned my body and my heart into a game to amuse themselves. Things only get worse when I end up back in my father's clutches, under his command and unable to resist when he uses his alpha bark on my best friend, Ren.

Seit Jahren helfe ich anderen verstoßenen Werwölfen, ein neues Zuhause zu finden, und rette diejenigen, die wie ich ausgestoßen wurden. Ich habe mich immer gefragt, wann ich an der Reihe sein würde, mein Glück zu finden. Dann bekam ich DOPPELT so viel, wie ich erwartet hatte, als zwei Alphas in mein Hotel kamen.

Now that Kimberly's life is undeniably intertwined with Aaron's, the future remains unclear. And with the pressures of college life and The Legion hovering over the brothers' every move, she wonders if she's bitten off more than she can chew. She wants to remain a part of Aaron's life, but at what cost? Meanwhile, Aaron is dealing with the consequences of his choice not to drink blood and the presence of his newfound protectors. Though he wants nothing but freedom for him and his brothers, he can't imagine the thought of leaving Kimberly behind in Blackheart.

Kingsnake promised me he would let me go once he found the cure, but he’s known this entire time and never once shared it with me. And now that I know the truth—that there is no cure—he still won’t let me go. Now I’m his prisoner once again. He asks to feed from me several times, but I refuse all his advances. If he wants my blood, he’ll have to force it from me. He comes to my bedchambers to speak with me, but I pretend he doesn’t exist. Once his hunger intensifies and the weakness sets in, he’s forced to feed—and it won’t be from me.

A sickness has claimed the kingdoms of men. Everyone is either sick or dying, weak to a curse that has no cure—except for me. I’m immune to this mysterious illness, and I do my best to heal the sick and ease the pain of the dying. I was supposed to marry the Prince of Raventower, but after his father and elder brother succumbed to the sickness, he’s now king—and can only marry someone of his station. 

Anyone judging Tiffany Ufora by her cover would undoubtedly think the goth witch was a necromancer - and that's fine by her. Much to her dismay, Tiffany's particular brand of magic has a habit of spitting out oodles of the most adorable fluffy, pastel-colored critters at the most inopportune times.

All Dag Gates wants is a place to call home. (And to practice magic freely.) All Stefan Bjorne wants is peace in his adoptive country. (And less paperwork.) All Mikkel Vinters wants is both of them. (No, really, he could do wedding bells.) So why, pray tell, is half the magical community set on denying them all their wishes?

Rayne McDonald thought getting into the Blood Coven was the hard part. But now there's a new breed of trouble in town, and the former slayer and her vampire boyfriend may be the only ones who can stop it. It seems that a member of her high school's football team has disappeared - and the powers-that-be think the cheerleaders had something to do with it. Now Rayne has to infiltrate the squad before the cheerleaders have a chance to sink their teeth into someone else.

Sisters. They'll swipe your clothes, your boyfriends, your destiny. But it wasn't exactly Rayne's twin Sunny's fault. Magnus, a vamp hottie and coven leader, mistook Sunny for Rayne last month and bit her instead. Now they're doing the inter-species dating thing. Turns out that for every generation, there's a Vampire Slayer - and this time around, it just happens to be Rayne MacDonald. Her first mission: infiltrate a seedy vamp bar downtown and expose its vampire owner for purposely spreading a blood disease he created himself - a task almost harder than passing trig. 

Kingsnake and I still have to finish what we started, to form an alliance with The Ethereal and share the cure with the humans, but now it’s hard to be in the same room with him. We’ve found our way back to each other before…but I’m not sure how we’ll do it this time.

Josie Collins is the wife of a world-famous rock star and the envy of nearly every woman in the country. But the horrific truth is her husband wants nothing more than to see her dead. Josie finally summons the courage to leave her famous, abusive husband and returns to her hometown among the winter wheat of Kansas. When her husband is killed in a fiery car accident while on his way to find her, she thinks she has escaped him at last, but she's wrong. It quickly becomes clear that even in death he has no intention of letting her go.

Wren has never stolen a life, but that doesn’t stop her from believing her darkness makes her a walking nightmare. Harboring a power so lethal, unpredictable, and entirely forbidden by kingdom law, Wren’s spent her whole life hiding what she is—who she is. A bloodwitch. Meanwhile, a war is looming, and Wren’s feral magic may be the only thing that can stop the uprising from destroying the kingdom, her home, and everyone that stands in their way.

When my chihuahua turns into my celebrity crush, it's like a fanfiction come to life. Not my fanfiction, mind you. I could never write the Doliver Talon eating dog food, submitting himself to tiny costumes, or gnawing on chicken feet under my bed without his millions of fangirls going feral. To put it plainly, self-preservation forbids me from upsetting the twelve-year-old masses…