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To the vampires who dominate each quadrant of the Lydian Dynasty, I'm only known as "Blackbird" - a masked vigilante who, at 19, is already public enemy number one. To what's left of humanity, I've been called a superhero, a title I neither welcome nor deserve. My only objective is to offer the enslaved what was stolen from us.... Freedom. However, a failed plan lands me in the last place I imagined, at the mercy of all four Dynasty princes - Julian, Levi, Roman, and Silas.

I was a thief. The invisible girl only he could see. The woman who wanted to be more. He was the mark. The extraordinary cowboy who stole my 16-year-old heart. The damaged man who still owned it, even four years later. The Line was where we began. Where fates collided. Where truths derailed. The place where our love story ends. 

Austin Sexton is a bad-boy media mogul and heir to the Sexton Empire. On the outside, he's a whiskey-slinging bachelor with the world on a string. Problem is, strings break easily. Deep within lies a war hero who refuses accolades. He buries his pain with his vices, and against my better judgment, I've become one of them. No matter how hard I try to push him away, his secrets draw me in. This man, who appears careless, has passion.

He tells me I'm his good girl. That he's proud of me. And shows me a side of myself I never knew existed until he walked into my life. No matter how addicted I am to the way he makes me feel, I know it's only temporary. And now I just have to find a way to protect my heart from being the penalty.

My new boss is a CEO Billionaire who hired me to be a nanny for his son. This should have been easy for me considering my experience with children. Except the man I'm working for is Thomas Ford. A man I never thought I would see again, especially not five years later. Now, I live in his penthouse in the city. I refuse to cross the line because one, he's my boss and two, I don't do relationships anymore. It's hard to deny this man when his touch lights my body on fire. 

Sweet artist omega Bailey-Rose is dumped by the only man she thought would love her because of her congenital heart condition. Cut off from being able to participate in the national Scent Matching services Bailey-Rose has decided she will be single for life. In a surprising turn of events, who should show up in the middle of her pity party but her brother's best friend? Unbeknownst to her, Ulysses has moved back to town after years of traveling for work. Not only is Bailey-Rose stunned to find him in her room looking like a broken-hearted trash panda—but discovers they are a scent-match.

Aeris Relera has always drawn the short end of the stick in life—a self-absorbed ex, neglectful parents, and a past that continues to haunt her. When she's down on her luck one night, a mysterious knight in shining armor—or, more realistically, a knight in hockey shoulder pads—saves her from a few too many tequila shots.

My whole life, all I wished for was a best friend and a boyfriend who treated me like a princess. Well, living in a small community where everyone knows everyone and everyone knew me as the "annoying" girl, it was hard for me to get even one of those wishes. But when new girl Lexi Turner strolled into English class and sat next to me, my wish finally came true. For the first time, in 18 years, I, Ada Stephens, had a best friend. Now that I had the bestie, I was just missing the one other thing I wished for. Only...I think I wished a little too hard.

Vivian has never needed anyone to protect her—especially not an Alpha. As an Omega raised by strong-willed Alpha parents, she runs her late grandfather's flower shop with confidence, standing her ground in a city that expects her to submit. Love isn't on her agenda, and with a string of gruesome murders targeting Omegas, romance is the last thing on her mind. That is, until a disastrous first encounter with an Alpha detective leaves her pinned to the ground in a funeral home.

Neil Crimson is back home. After three months on the moon, he's back in Houston, and after agreeing to be only friendly and platonic, being in the same room with him is torture. He's just as handsome as I remember, with those blue eyes that make me go weak. In the silence between our words, he stares at me just the way he used to—like this is torture for him too.

Cypherion does not love recklessly, but he loves hard. And while his friends may have forgiven Vale's betrayal following the Battle of Damenal, he has kept the Starsearcher at arm's length. That is, until his Revered commands the two embark on a quest to Vale's territory in order to find the secrets hidden within her damaged magic. And with so many betrayals being exposed in her life, Vale has one goal: win him back, even if only as a friend.

Then they came to me for help, three desperate men on a journey to rescue their brother. I was the only one who could get them through the portal, and as much as I wanted to turn them away, I couldn't. Something about these men called to me. I could sense a whisper of Nymeria inside of them, but that didn't make sense. They were only human.

Rian Thompson thought she joined the gym to get healthy. Little did she know she was about to add 190 pounds of swoonworthy abdominal muscles and arrogance to her life. 

They throw around words and phrases: "Could be the greatest ever..." "Revolutionary sound..." I don't give a sh*t about anything but my music. It's my art. My escape. Until I run into a fiery redhead coming out of the bathroom of my favorite dive bar. Literally run into her. Both of us pressed against the wall. Her panting against my neck. Bristol's different - quick-witted and snarky, not the usual groupie. She doesn't care that every record label in the country wants to sign my band. She didn't even know who we were until tonight. But, she wants me. They all do. 

As the league's reigning playboy, I've had more than a few women arrive on my doorstep. But until tonight, I've never had a baby show up. A baby. Out of options, I'm grateful when my grandma and her friend offer to move in and help. Until someone else shows up at my house. My new elderly roommate's very young, very attractive granddaughter. The last thing I need is to get involved with someone who is down on their luck. Besides, I need to figure out this whole parenting thing. Not winning over Stevie.

Lydia never wanted the life her family planned for her—an arranged bond with a prestigious Alpha pack, where she'd be nothing more than a housewife, an obedient Omega stripped of choice. So she ran. Far from the suffocating traditions and cruel Alphas who sought to cage her, Lydia built a quiet life in a sleepy little town. Armed with scent blockers, suppressants, and sheer determination, she's managed to avoid pack dynamics for years—keeping her head down and her heart guarded.

After the devastation on Daminius, Ophelia threw herself into restoration to cope with her losses. Two months later, answers to an ancient curse still evade her, a queen threatens her life, and war rages in the southern mountains. Despite her scars and the loved ones lost, Ophelia knows she must move forward for her people.

After the heart-wrenching death at the end of book 1, Calla and the other witches are sent reeling. Still stuck in the deadly Neverending Forest, the group must decide their next steps as the Fates’ War looms near. Calla, torn between past allegiances and new circumstances, finds herself pushing away the one person who can unlock her future.

Fiercely independent Camille “Cami” Camlin gladly moved on from her childhood before it was over. She has held down a job since before she could drive, and moved into her own apartment after her freshman year of college. Now tending bar at The Red Door, Cami doesn’t have time for much else besides work and classes, until a trip to see her boyfriend is cancelled, leaving her with a first weekend off in almost a year.

Falling for my girlfriend’s twin brother wasn’t what I had in mind when I hired him to be my son’s nanny. Working on my family’s cattle ranch, the hours are long, and sometimes unpredictable, so when my regular nanny quits, leaving me in a pinch, I have to think fast. In walks Ash Tudor. My opposite in almost every way. He’s cheerful and bubbly, has horrible taste in music, and does yoga in my yard almost every morning in the tightest shorts I’ve ever seen. Not that I’m looking.