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I went to the Supernatural Resort for protection—and was immediately claimed by the shifter who owns the place. Because of what I am, everyone hates me. Humans and supernaturals alike. But the Resort needs magic like mine to protect it. So the owner makes me his. Which backfires, because now even more people want me dead, and we're going through an altered version of heat together.

All my life, my parents bounced around hippie communes, dragging me along for the shroom-fueled ride. When they announced we were moving again, I expected more of the same—group cabins, rundown shacks, or flimsy yurts. But Eternal Sun was nothing like the other places. It was a dream come true. Until that dream plummeted into a nightmare. When the leader of the luxurious wellness center shared where I fit into his prophecy, I was forced to run away from everything I knew and loved—including my parents.

I just got dumped…left at the altar! But instead of licking my wounds in the darkness of my apartment, I take the errant advice of my best friend and go on the honeymoon by myself. I mean, who does that? Apparently, me. I do that, even as the universe repeatedly shows me it's a bad idea. Things only get worse when the rental property I’m staying at floods in the middle of the night. What am I supposed to do? It’s Christmas Eve. There's no place else to stay, except at the landlord's place next door. That won’t be a problem, right? It's only for a week.

Three to Fall is an adult, why choose romance, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. This book contains romantic suspense and dark themes that may trigger some listeners. It is the final book in a now complete trilogy. Start the series with Wife Number One, and Torn in Two.

When Pope left our hometown my life changed. When he came back and saw his nemesis's ring on my finger, I knew he would be angry, but people change, right? When he found out I had a little girl he demanded I call things off with Kal. He says he refuses to let a man like him raise his child. I told him she wasn't his, but he still won't back down.

Free of her master’s manipulations, Astra’s ready to embrace her powers and learn about her origin—until her fae prince is caught in a dark magic prison. Her only hope is to unearth long lost secrets and use magic more powerful than she’s ever dreamed. With no guidance and no training, she needs to act fast if she hopes to save her kindred soul and her friends.

Wren Ballard is trying to find herself. She never expected to be divorced at twenty-seven, but now that the court date has passed, it's official. The paperwork is final. Her feelings on it aren't. Spending the summer in a small mountain town outside Seattle is exactly what she needs. The peaceful scenery is a given, the cat with the croaky meow is a surprise, but the real kicker? A broody neighbor with nice arms, a strange reputation, and absolutely no interest in her.

Buried six feet under, I gasp for air. My grave fills with dirt, every minute bringing me closer to my last. My only hope of surviving is the men fighting to find me. Fuelled by secret attraction and bitter jealousy, Hawk and Chaos hate each other more than ever. Their feud needs to end if they’re going to find me in time. Meanwhile, Grayson’s job drags him deeper into the world of psychopaths and murderers, the men in his life only increasing the danger in mine.

TJ Cutler's life has been anything but easy. Looking at him now, no one would guess that the successful MMA fighter and business owner was once a homeless drug addict who witnessed his father brutally murder his mother when he was just a child. But TJ knows how harsh reality can be for some, and he dedicates his life to helping those who are struggling like he once did.

As the only living heir, I was supposed to wed Vanderlyth's most notorious sack of potatoes. Except, our ship went down and said potato sailed away in the only lifeboat, leaving me to drown. My last image? His middle finger. Luck must be on my side because I wash up on the mainland. A place filled with my father's enemies, home to droves of demons that would kill me for my pointy ears alone. I take shelter inside an abandoned castle, but while trying to discern a way out of this mess, a hauntingly flirtatious demon spots me.

I never claimed to be a saint. But it wasn't until I found myself in cuffs that I learned the damage I was capable of. The only sunshine on those gray prison days came in the form of letters from a hopeful teenager with a quick wit. But the letters weren't addressed to me. They were meant for my bastard cellmate, who'd sooner toss them on the floor with the rest of his trash. So, I picked them up, read them, and wrote back, signing each letter, Love, Dad.

Healing takes time. Whether it's a broken bone or a laceration, patience is potent medicine. The same goes for relationships. I moved back to town hoping to patch things up with my son. Imagine my surprise when I meet his gorgeous best friend on the exam table at my OB/GYN office, hell-bent on ditching her V-card as quickly as possible. That's not going to happen.

The other women watch me with envy, but they know nothing of the beatings and punishments I endure. He hides them with a veil. One I must wear until I give him a son. But when I fail, he threatens the only good things in my life. My sister, Alice, and the daughter he ripped from my arms for another family to raise. I thought running back to Saint View would save us. I thought wrong. Now my sister is dead, left strangled in an alleyway, and my ex-husband isn’t the only suspect.