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A penniless noblewoman, Kat is on the verge of losing everything when she's offered a well-paid job that could be her salvation… or her ruin. Drawn into court's deadly intrigues, she's given a single task: spy on the powerful fae lord known as the Night Queen's Shadow. Bastian Marwood is handsome, ruthless, and cunning, but Kat can't decide if he's a threat to her kingdom or just her heart. To uncover the truth, she must play a dangerous game of desire and deceit, pushing him to reveal his secrets while protecting her own.

Lucian: I am a Dragon Prince of the House of Smoke...and I am dying. Five hundred years is truly enough for a man like me. A monster. Yet a 10,000-year treaty will die with me, if I don't spawn a dragonling to take my place. My two brothers are no use in this task. It falls to me, the eldest by a hair's breadth, and yet, I cannot face the horror of another sealing. Another death. Another woman's blood on my hands.

Lotti has come a long way since finding love with Alasdair and uncovering her true origins as a Star Person. She has embraced the magic she once shunned—as well as the label of Destroyer by her own. It has made her powerful, but will it be enough to stand against her family as they target the Dragon Kings?

There are three rules to surviving the Fae—and I'm about to break every single one. Rule #1. Never cross into Faerie. When I'm chased across the wicked border and caught by its reclusive ruler of the sky, the pretty trickster with a clever tongue offers me a deal. Rule #2: Never bargain with a Fae. But I don't have a choice. For thirteen days, I have to survive in his mountainous maze of sinister paths, deceptive stairways, and devious creatures. Refuse, and my sisters will suffer as punishment. Rule #3: Never fall for the enemy. I should have known my sexy captor wouldn't play fair.

The trials for the heir of the city have begun, and the stakes have never been higher. Red, a hunter, is struggling with her growing hunger for blood and the truth of her identity. Octavia Beaumont, one of the original three vampires, is determined to win the trials and take control of the city.

Chicago private investigator Kira Graceling should have just kept on walking. But her sense of duty refused to let her ignore the moans of pain coming from inside a warehouse just before dawn. Suddenly she finds herself in a world she’s only imagined in her worst nightmares.

Bloodlust and insanity rule my existence. As a fierce drakoni warrior, this strange new world I find myself in eats at my mind until there is nothing left. There is no light or clarity...until she arrives. I save her life, plucking her from the sky. From that point on, she is mine. But the human I have chosen for my mate - Sasha - is fragile and wounded. She does not trust me and fears my presence. I will not give up, though. I will do anything to give her my fires and bond us both in body and spirit.

Gwyn Jones gestisce il Something Wicked, un negozio di stregoneria di successo, ed è perfettamente felice. Fino a quando Llewellyn "Wells" Penhallow non arriva in città e apre un emporio per maghi proprio di fronte al Something Wicked. La competizione professionale tra Wells e Gwyn sfocia presto in rivalità personale... e in un bacio appassionato.

I am home, yet it does not feel like home. The chains on my wrists and ankles are gone, but those around my heart tighten. Is the world truly black and white, or is it just my vision failing? Does all food turn to ash, or is it merely my mouth forgetting how to taste? When the crows call, and the moon hangs heavy, does everyone else drown their sorrow in pillows, or am I the only one? Urai is hell. A kingdom of devils. Yet hell is my heaven. My dark devil—through these falling eyes—is my angel. I breathe, but I do not exist. I exist, but I do not live.

Mische made the ultimate sacrifice to save those she loves—and plunged the world into an eternal night. Now, imprisoned by the gods and obsessed with revenge, Asar is desperate to find her again. When a goddess offers them a final path to redemption—and back to each other—Asar and Mische embark on an extraordinary mission. Together, they must seize the power of the god of death so Asar may do the impossible: ascend to true divinity. Their journey will take them through mortal and immortal realms, alongside both old friends and ruthless enemies.

Der Triumph der Dämonen hat Lethia erschüttert. Hinter feindlichen Linien gefangen, beginnt für Scarlett ein grausamer Überlebenskampf. Nur wenn es ihr rechtzeitig gelingt, eine Heilung für Rens Fluch zu finden, kann sie eine Katastrophe verhindern. Doch der König von Lethia kennt ihr dunkelstes Geheimnis, und je tiefer Scarlett gräbt, desto mehr verschwimmt die Grenze zwischen Liebe und Feindschaft. Um das Königreich zu retten, muss Scarlett sich der alles verschlingenden Dunkelheit stellen, die Rens Herz innewohnt.

Chicago private investigator Kira Graceling should have just kept on walking. But her sense of duty refused to let her ignore the moans of pain coming from inside a warehouse just before dawn. Suddenly she finds herself in a world she's only imagined in her worst nightmares. At the center is Mencheres, a breathtaking Master vampire who thought he'd seen it all. Then Kira appears—this fearless, beautiful...human who braved death to rescue him. Though he burns for her, keeping Kira in his world means risking her life.

Life was far from perfect after my mother's sudden death, but it was one I'd grown to love. And now, it's a life I'll never know again. Not after she and her two cruel sons entered our lives. My father swore he'd never love again, but just as suddenly as Merelda arrived, she became the very center of his world . . . and just as quickly, I was all but forgotten. Still, I did not complain . . . if only for my father's sake. Not even when cruel words turned into even crueler punishments at my new step family's hands.

Fionn Mór was once a high king of Ireland; a fierce warrior who led his tribes against the invading fae. It was a war he couldn't win and to save his family he turned consort for the Fae Queen. Fionn escaped as the thing he once despised, and the people he loved betrayed him for it. Now, centuries later, it's time to reopen the gates to Faerie to take his revenge against the Faerie Queen.

My one piece of advice: Never kiss a stranger. See, I kind of kissed this sexy man at the bar on a dare once, and it turns out he’s a Royal Fae destined to be my mate. Now I’ve been dragged to the Elemental Fae Academy to control the powers I unlocked that night.

I’ve spent the last seven years in the hell of a maximum-security prison, every moment consumed by the need for revenge—revenge against the bastards who framed me, and revenge against the family who stole everything I owned. Now that I’m finally free, nothing will stand in my way. Not even her—my hot as sin new lawyer. Maybe she’s another weapon sent by my enemies to break me, or maybe she’s the key to my freedom. Either way, once she’s mine, I’m never letting her go.

1890, Lutèce: In this city, Talents are everything: precious gems that gift unrivalled skills to their owners. The most coveted, Elite Talents, are claimed by the aristocracy, passed through generations by blood magic. Cleodora dreamed of inheriting her father's Tailoring Talent, but when he died, the magic died with him. Now she's left with empty promises, a dress shop she can't keep afloat, and her bed-ridden younger sister. But everything changes when she meets the dark-eyed Lady Dahlia Sibille. 

They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And when they storm into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervene to protect her. I make them take me too. The plan is to escape with my sister whenever we find a chance. How am I to know our prison will be the most fortified place in their kingdom?

They whisper my name in fear—the Gray Prince, the bastard son of the king and his succubus courtesan. A prophecy claims I will sit on the ruined throne, but the last thing I need is the dead weight of a crown on my head. Nothing matters to me but Pyrah. My dragon shifter mate brings light to the otherwise dark gloom of my life. I would do anything to protect her. But another dragon stalks Pyrah, hungering to make her his own. Worse still, the queen's knights hunt us relentlessly—not to kill, but to capture. Whatever sinister plot the queen weaves, Pyrah is the missing thread.

When young blacksmith Cahra is commissioned to forge a sword, she uses her imagination to design its crest. But this symbol unwittingly invokes an age-old prophecy and awakens Hael – an immortal with the power to shape or shatter worlds – sealed away for hundreds of years in a chamber deep in Hael’stromia, the lost capital at the heart of a civil war between three kingdoms. Now hunted for the sword, Cahra must flee with the very stranger who commissioned it. But can she trust the handsome and charming noble, Terryl?