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I'm Charisma Carter, tech genius and nerd extraordinaire. I actually used to be Charisma Silverstorm, member of one of the six elite Arcane Families, until my family shunned me when I turned 18 because my magic wasn't strong enough. However, where I lack in magic I more than make up for with the tech I develop, if I do say so myself. Apparently I'm not the only one. From the minute I received my diploma as a magical engineer, it seems like my world has turned upside down. Now, members of all six families are competing to get me to work for them.

For Tristan, holidays rate just above having his fingernails ripped off. He's never had someone special to share the holidays with and doubts he ever will, but December does matter to the other half-blood Belador Alterants stuck alongside him on Treoir Island. To help his friends, Tristan has been secretly teleporting them to Atlanta for short visits. Sure, the Belador goddess warned him not to teleport in and out of Treoir's hidden realm without her permission, but she ranks below holidays for Tristan. Screw her.

In an attempt to take down the resistance, I became their target. Now I have no MET, no home, and the entire world thinks I'm dead. Hidden, I need to find a way to flush out the mole who has wormed his way into AMIA. That's the only way I'll have my life and freedom back. If only things were so easy. To make things even more complicated, the Arcane heirs keep popping up left and right with their sexy good looks and hard abs. They're a distraction I should try to avoid, but can't quite resist.

Less than a year after turning her world upside down, Ryan Fortner reappears in Niki's life. Crypto Division isn't done with her, and neither is the supernatural. Their investigation of a stolen sword leads to a deadly discovery. A rift between worlds has unleashed Tugarin Zmei, a mythical warlord sworn to destroy Niki's bloodline. It's bad enough that her ancestral magic is barely under control—now Tugarin wants her head.

Torn apart from her mates, Red must discover the truth about her powers before a ruthless enemy conquers not only her, but all inhabitants of Crimson Hollow.

"Next of Kin" by Astrid Amara: Jay Yervant is a Hell Cop so powerful that his bare skin incinerates anyone he contacts. Isolated, he is tortured by desire, until he meets Brian, a sensual young man who touches him with impunity. But Jay's burgeoning hope is threatened when a malevolent sorcerer unleashes a host of demonic assassins against Brian. Keeping his lover may cost Jay his life.

In pursuit of Chernobog's followers, Niki Baird, Ryan Fortner, and their allies venture into the Otherworld—a treacherous realm of mythical creatures and mysterious curses. Each discovery spurs more questions, but one truth comes to light: Chernobog seeks Koschei's Needle, a powerful artifact an undying sorcerer hid in Niki's world.

Our hero entered the store that fateful evening and became involved in a life-or-death game arranged by a mysterious creature. He survived, but instead of being on Earth, he now appeared to be in a different world, with other people who had passed a similarly deadly test. Some made it through by using force, some by using their cunning.... Everyone has their own story, but they all have one thing in common - there are no good people among them.

As the fight for Boran-al's Citadel draws to a close, Dave's learned one important lesson: To protect what he cares for, he's going to have to become stronger. He can't just sit back in Cliff-Hill and take things easy. Emerilia is filled with danger as well as possibilities. It's time that Dave becomes a Master Smith.

The Moon Council freed Pixel and her sisters from the House of Owls and their betrothal pacts in exchange for Pixel undertaking the mission to infiltrate the mundane world and recruit the new First Druid to challenge the Milesian Accords. When Matron of Owls reclaims the freed flower-brides, her Unseelie thugs not only capture Pixel but kidnap Liam and Erin's children in the bargain.

Ice is the fifth book in a series about monsters of all kinds.

Bonded from birth and marked with a curse. Our bond was inevitable no matter who tried to keep us apart. The only way to save my family now is to work with my mate, the one person I'm meant to avoid at all costs. We're volatile and unpredictable, but we're stronger together than apart. I don't know that I can trust her, but it seems I have no other choice. This war is bigger than the Jarreau name. As humans close in on our territories, it's time our family accepts that no wolf fights alone.

For the first time in shifter history, our community is plagued by internal conflict. Packs are turning on each other. Rogues are under the control of an unknown force. And a power vacuum has left us with no clear path to peace. I already lost my mate to the chaos, but there's no time to grieve. As my sister comes to terms with her place in our family's legacy, I'm ripped away to a secret community that intends to transfer ultimate power to me. It's not the life I envisioned, and training for the role means facing dangers I'm not prepared for. But the fates always have their say.

From the minute I graduated, my life was turned upside down. And things only got worse when I helped AMIA in their efforts to take down the resistance. Now Logan, Theo, and I are at the rebel's mercy. They want us dead, but we’re determined to see another day. All we have to do is find a way out of this hole, fight a bazillion rebels, And save the day, so I can go back to my men. No big deal, right? If we live through this, and I get to see my men again, I'll be Ecstatic. And if I take down my psycho cousin while we’re at it, that’s even better.

"Marcus the Exile" thought his life was done for, until he found a dungeon faerie with immense power on offer. Now, he's the owner of pocket dungeons that spontaneously evolve whenever items are left inside them. Scum on a boot? That's a monster. A sword left by an adventurer? You bet that's gonna be a monster.

They lied, they lie, they will lie. This world is built on deception. The struggle for power in the detachment has begun. The parties and their leaders have been determined. The goal is power; the means are anything it takes. Our hero seems to have a couple of trump cards, but everyone is full of surprises in this world, both the Reaper and the shabby newcomer.

He may be the DeathSpeaker, but Gideon Black has no idea what he's doing. The job didn't come with an instruction manual. That's why his half-brother Taeral plans to bring him across the Veil to the Fae realm of Arcadia, to consult with an ancient Fae who knew the previous DeathSpeaker personally. Those plans are violently interrupted when the royal Unseelie Guard invade their home, dragging Taeral and their father to Arcadia ahead of schedule. And Gideon will do anything to get them back. But the concrete jungles of Manhattan are nothing compared to the threats waiting in Arcadia.

Life was a whole lot easier when the dead stayed dead. I thought I was human. Apparently, I was wrong. I didn't even know there were non-humans. Others, they're called. Fairies, vampires, even the bogeyman - they're all real. At least, that's what the werewolf told me when I saved her from the cops. Did I mention that I saved a werewolf? And those weren't just cops trying to kill her. They're a deadly cult with the sole purpose of capturing and torturing Others...especially me. Because it turns out I'm not just any Other. I can talk to the dead.

All magic comes with a price tag. It's a lesson witches are taught from a young age, along with the ones about how we'll never survive a vampire turning, how hunters will always seek to eradicate us, and how a devil's bargain can never be broken. But together, my rebels and I have shattered every last rule, ignored every last warning. We've grown stronger because of it, and so far, we've survived everything fate has thrown our way.

I've been through a lot with the five men who were never supposed to be mine. Now we've uncovered a conspiracy in the witching community even more horrifying than I could have imagined. I might have sworn an oath to keep my silence, but I'll find a way around it or my name's not Rose Hallowell. Too many witches have been hurt for us to just stand by. It's time to fight fire with fire. But when I start to draw on the darkness within, it might not be just our enemies who get burned....