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Touch-sensitive FBI Agent Lily Yu is recruited by the Secret Service to help identify elected officials who have accepted demonic pacts - bringing Lily and her werewolf bond-mate, Rule, to DC just before the holidays. But Lily must turn to fellow Agent Cynna Weaver for help when Cynna's former teacher, a demon master, emerges as the main suspect behind the pacts. After a demon commits a gruesome murder, sorcerer Cullen Seabourne joins the team racing the clock to find the apprentice of evil who uses demons to kill.

James "Barney" Barnwell is losing his ever-loving mind. Between the threat to the white shifters and a riddle he's been ordered to solve, he can't actually go for 10 whole minutes without thinking about Heather, the woman destined to be his mate. As much as he burns to get the redhead under him, the safest place for her is far away from him. If the bad guys catch the barest hint of her scent on his skin, she'll become a target.

Bloodthirsty monsters are emerging from the Antarctic ice, the same creatures that once stalked the battlegrounds of World War I. Back then, a group of soldiers valiantly fought off the beasts—and were never seen again. A century later, an elite military squad stands between civilization and the mysterious return of the enemy.

Teren Adams was everything Emma had ever wanted in a man - kind, caring, loyal, loving, and on occasion, a hopeless romantic. True, he was also a "little bit" vampire, and had recently joined the ranks of the undead, but to Emma, that wasn’t important. She was his, he was hers, and she couldn’t wait to be his wife, have his children, and stay by his side for as long as her mortal life would allow her to. At least...that was the plan.

Mon père a débarqué, avec dans son sillage des centaines de créatures qui ravagent tout sur leur passage. Il paraît que je peux les battre... Enfin, si je retrouve la mémoire. La bonne blague. Et si je maîtrise mes pouvoirs et que j'arrive à faire la part des choses, parce qu'entre mes moitiés nymphes et lycanthrope, je suis servie. Une paille, je vous dis. Pour couronner le tout, Moïra a disparu et l'Ordre a juré de me faire la peau. Sinon, tout va bien. Bon, si on n'oublie pas l'hostilité qui grandit entre Lawrence et Eliot.