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I'd been in survival mode my entire life, battling the ghosts of my past, believing I was destined to either die at a young age or end up in jail. Thankfully, neither occurrence happened, although not for a lack of trying. I'd succumbed to the idea I'd be alone for the rest of my life. It was the reason I closed myself off from everyone. I had nothing to offer except anger and regret. Then I found solace when I joined the Knights Corruption, discovering the sense of family I'd longed for.

When we were ten we made a pact. When we were twelve she moved away. Now she’s sixteen and returned home.

I have a certain set of rules I try to live by. Rules that have always served me well. Until now...Rule one: Don't have sex with someone you work with. Rule two: Don't have sex with your friend's ex-boyfriend. Rule three: Don't have sex with your best friend who also happens to be the same ex-boyfriend of your friend. Rule four: Don't ever, under any circumstances, fall in love with your best friend. I guess it's safe to say, I officially broke all four of my rules.

Lily Reyes is trying to win the fight against depression. Well, more or less trying as childhood trauma lets her believe that the world is too cruel to live in. In Lily's world, everything makes as much sense as breathing underwater. Yet, as she's writing her goodbyes, Lily makes one little mistake. She accidentally leaves her notebook for him to find. Colin Carter is the captain of the St. Trewery hockey team; a man who offers more than just looks. He's facing struggles of his own, ones he feels too guilty to talk about. And still . . . Lily's life now lies in his hands.

After my volatile magic nearly killed a bunch of mortals, I thought for sure I'd be carted off to Kalzir prison, but they sent me here instead. Gave me shackles under the guise of mercy for my crimes. As if that wasn't bad enough, there are wolf shifters in the woods on campus, secrets hidden in the walls, and a hot teacher who may or may not want me as much as I want him. But dangerous distractions aside, I'm about to find out that some secrets have claws and if I'm not careful, these ones will swallow me whole.

When Herschel Greenfield achieved his dream of becoming an astronaut and going on space missions, he thought he knew the risks—but he never expected his splashdown would go wrong and he'd nearly drown. He tells everyone he's fine, but if that's true, then why can't get into the ocean? Somehow, some way, he needs to conquer his fear so that he can continue going into space.

N01-5-2, Vil, has lived four hundred years as a second-class citizen, a reptilian hybrid created from creatures from the stars who left as mysteriously as they came. Worshiped like gods, the ancient progenitors advanced humanity with gene therapy, which became their downfall, as the very DNA they relied on poisoned them. Relegated to traveling the galaxy with his ragtag reptilian crew, they set course to an abandoned military base on an old asteroid and find something the progenitors shouldn't have left behind frozen in wait.

Erin Davenport always imagined she'd end up with a quiet man. Someone like her. Then she met Jay Malone. He's the loudest, pushiest, most sales-oriented man she's ever met. A top Hollywood agent, Jay's bought a waterfront house in Carmel, and everywhere Erin turns, he seems to be there, big, gorgeous, and pulsing with life. He seems to go through women like candy, but Erin has no intention of being his latest treat.

Hundreds of years after the progenitors visited Mater Terra and ruined everything, their long-lost omega has been discovered, and he wants nothing to do with taking over planets. He wants to raise his son, make more babies, and live in peace. Honestly? Can. Relate. But as a mostly human hybreed, I lack the parts to do so—but not for long. Change is coming, and so is a new Progenitor who smells divine, but I don't love him. The man I love is dying, and I'd do anything to keep him with me just a little longer.

You think I'll just lay down and give up? Think again. We're here to win!

For years, I've waited. For years, the hate inside me has grown, manifesting into a rage so dark its demons consumed my soul. I didn't fight it. I welcomed it. The time has come. My brothers think they can save me. How do you save a man that's devoured by demons? You don't.

Why am I pink? I've always wondered. I've always asked. I've checked every file in the ODP archives, too, but nobody could ever give me an answer. Until I meet three high fae who seem to know everything about me. They mock me, humiliate me, and I can do nothing but take it. And that's not even my only concern. Derek Dane is gone, and Dominic needs my help to find him. Having to play bait isn't something I look forward to. Sleeping under the same roof with him is going to test both of us, and we were never good with keeping our hands off each other.

As an ODP agent, it was always my dream to work big cases, chase after bad guys and lock them up. And now that there's a brand new, deadly drug is circulating the streets, all my dreams are about to come true. Well . . . not all of them. Because where there's trouble, of course Dominic is going to be there. Not only does he haunt my dreams, he's back to haunt my reality, too. It doesn't help that he gets into my head without making an effort. And it doesn't help that he's in pain whenever he's close to me, either.

What's worse than a pink pixie living all alone in the Big City, eight thousand miles away from home? A pink pixie who's stuck managing monster-fighting crews without ever seeing the light of day herself.

Hotshot movie star Archer Davenport has never met a stunt he couldn't ace, a challenge he couldn't overcome, or a woman he couldn't have. When he breaks his leg during a dangerous stunt, the production company insists on hiring a live-in caretaker for him. He refuses the help… until he meets Tessa Taylor. She's not only caring and beautiful, she's also as tough on him as a drill sergeant.

It's been six months since we took down the Tower, ending the violent rule of the Dark River Pack in New York. Life is better than I've ever known it, living on my father's estate in Boston with my fated pack. But the shadows of the past hang over us, and Arben, my dark prince and guardian of our pack, rarely makes it home. He's hunting down the last of our enemies, while we work on our bonds and provide shelter for the first group of omegas rescued by the Underground. Then, duty calls and we have to leave home to help my dad set up an alpha council.

After finding my apartment ransacked for the third time, I'm done being stalked. I'm just some nameless orphan who's only trying to survive in this broken city. I shouldn't matter. I shouldn't be a target. I shouldn't have to live on the run. But here I am, trying to find a hideout when living beyond the city without a permit is punishable by death. I'm desperate. But I'm scrappy too, and soon I'm surviving off the land with only the rodents for company. Everything's fine. Until he shows up.

Annabel Moreland can't leave podunk Blue Falls, Texas, until her little brother graduates. But she's about to lose the job she needs to support him like she promised, they'll end up homeless wretches, and it will be all her fault. Worse, she can't swing a cat in this town without hitting someone she would rather forget. Unfortunately, the answer to this litany of problems comes in the form of an unforgettable, dead sexy, cat-loving, shenanigan-directing trickster named Jude Parker. He's got enough secrets to fill the Mississippi and she's on a mission to fish out every single one.

At 18, PJ was full of dreams. She was on her way to becoming a serious artist and moving across the country, away from the unrequited, tortured dream of her much older brother's irresistible best friend, Dylan. But when she forced herself to let that dream go, she never expected it to bounce back and refuse to let her.

I'm "The Baby Maker". I give women what they want, no questions asked. And I get paid to do it. It's the easiest job in the world. No fuss, no mess, and I make a ton of money. It was perfect. Then my next client walked in, and everything went to hell. Elisha was the last person I expected to see. The girl that got away. Curves that could make a model jealous, and come-hither eyes that turn my muscles to mush. Her husband treats her like dirt. I'll treat her like the queen she is.