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My name's Cat, and boy, do I have a tale for you. Imagine waking up to find yourself in a world utterly devoid of life's essentials—no Netflix, no Wi-Fi, and, brace yourself, not a single Starbucks in sight. Where, you ask? Well, that's a nightmare I'm still unraveling. Here's the scoop: one moment I'm pulling off a daring stunt on a Hollywood set, and the next, I'm gasping for air in a realm that's straight out of a fantasy novel. This place? It's overrun with werewolves, vampires, warlocks, fae, and, to top it off, dragons. Yes, actual fire-breathing dragons!

I'm Cat, and I've officially hit the third act of my fantasy nightmare. There's famine sweeping the land, war brewing like a badly-timed sequel, and—plot twist!—Damien Drakonar, the infuriatingly hot dragon prince I may or may not love, is now facing off against his own brother, Crown Prince Thorne. Yeah. Family dinners are awkward. Oh, and did I mention the whole "I've been promised to another" situation? Because nothing says "happily ever after" like a surprise royal engagement and a kingdom on the verge of collapse.

An arranged marriage was always in Natalya Conte's future. Luca Moretti is charming and considerate. Handsome like the devil, he dotes on her and spoils her. But when two pink lines should have brought them unbridled joy, her husband ices her out. An arranged marriage gives Luca great power. To cement that power, he needs an heir. The quickest way to do it is to make Natalya fall madly in love with him. He will have her loyalty without risking his heart because love to him means weakness.

Here I am, Cat, Hollywood stunt double turned unwilling guest in Damien Drakonar's dragon-infested soap opera. Yep, that Damien—the hot, broody dragon shifter prince who's as infuriating as he is mysterious. And guess what? He's decided to keep me around because of some cosmic joke involving twin flame marks. Apparently, we're destined to be together—talk about a plot twist! As I try to wrap my head around our supposed bond, this little secret of ours doesn't stay quiet for long. We've got a traitor in our midst, causing more trouble than a season finale of your favorite reality TV series.

One season. Two co-stars. Can they resist their undeniable attraction until they wrap filming? The last thing Chef Hope Lawrence expected was to have Hotel Bombshell renewed for a second season. But when the unofficial lesbian army of social media got hold of season 1, she couldn't stop them...

She fled an arranged marriage to a king… and wound up in chains. Savannah Calloway was born a pawn—promised to a tyrant for power, not love. But she chose freedom over a gilded cage… and paid the price. Trapped in a secret lab, her hope was fading fast—until he crashed through the door...

Elena, the head of Miami's vampire cartel, never expected her ex-girlfriend Zuri—a powerful witch—to storm back into her life demanding help with a rival coven. Seeing Zuri again, Elena knows she would do anything for the woman she once shared scorching nights and dark secrets with. But before Elena can act, betrayal strikes, leaving her wounded and trapped in a human hospital with no memory of her attack. Desperate and vulnerable, Elena clings to Marisol—a nurse with potent healing abilities she barely understands.

When the Velasco family's top hitwoman shows up in New York, I plan on finding out exactly why. Amalia might be gorgeous, as well as lethal, but if she's here to negotiate terms to use our ports for her family's filthy crimes? I don't need to hear what she has to say; it's a no. It will always be a no. But the longer I tail her—and the guard dog she brought along—the more I realize something's off.

I have one simple rule: no boyfriends until graduation. I'm too close to my goal of landing a full ride to college to get distracted now. Besides, I blend in better at the skate park than I do in the hallowed halls of Savage Academy, a boarding school for the rich and overprivileged, so staying away from guys hasn't been a problem. Until him.

He's destined for the White House and engaged to be married next month. Except he just married me instead. While drunk in Vegas. Bradford Black. He's powerful. Rich as sin. And he's now my husband. His fiancée hates me. His political advisors want me gone. The world can't get enough of me and the scandal we've caused. I want to run. I want to hide. I want to pretend none of this is happening. But, oh God. My husband doesn't care about the scandal because all he cares about is me. He's possessive, grumpy, and determined for us to stay married.

Two hours before I'm supposed to say "I do," I run. Right into the arms of Ethan Black. He finds me in a cloud of white lace and sheer panic, stranded in the middle of a Manhattan traffic jam. My savior in a suit. He doesn't care about my last name, my fame, or the scandal brewing in my wake. All he sees is me. And for the first time, I dare to believe in the possibility of a different future. But freedom comes at a price. Falling for Ethan might be the most reckless thing I've ever done. It might cost me everything.

Some people are born under a lucky star. Caleb is not one of them. Dragon shifter Caleb's only hope of breaking his family's devastating bad luck curse is an ancient, badly burned parchment. What he hadn't counted on finding in his search was a beautiful, determined woman… who just happened to be his fated mate. And who has just busted him for committing what might technically be considered trespassing.

Chase is ready to turn over a new leaf and leave his Hollywood playboy antics behind. He asked the universe for a chance at real love and is confident that Noa is his swift delivery. The only problem? It's near impossible to move forward when there is still a spotlight on the skeletons of his past. Newly single, Noa's focused on one thing and one thing only—and it does not involve a whirlwind summer romance with megastar actor Chase Ford. Armed with a paintbrush and a new blank canvas, she's determined to paint the perfect family picture for her and her four-year-old son.

The playboy and the girl next door. Best friends since forever. This was only supposed to be a wedding season as each other's plus-one, nothing more. But Callan Black has his hands on me, his eyes on me, and has suddenly become very possessive of me. Callan is the guy I've crushed on since I was a teen. It's totally unrequited. He's got a type, and I'm not it. Except, lately, there's been lots of stolen glances and time spent together. My life is unraveling, and Callan is the one who's there to help me pick up the pieces.

When 27-year-old free-spirit Taylor Lopez flies back to Miami to attend her high school reunion, she doesn't expect to run into Mrs. Alonso—her former history teacher—at the airport. The fact that Taylor's crush on the intense woman comes roaring back to life is not a surprise, but she wasn't expecting the attraction to go both ways. Raquel Alonso's life is too full for romance. Back in Miami to receive an award from the students she taught a decade earlier, the 46-year-old intends on using the rare weekend away to relax. Her plan is disrupted by her undeniable chemistry with Taylor.

Gage Black is my daughter's best friend's dad. He's emotionally unreadable, arrogant, and has been silently assessing me with those dark eyes since we met a year ago. I want nothing to do with him, but when our girls pull us into each other's lives, we're suddenly navigating shared logistics, school events, and far too many lingering glances.

I'm a geeky virgin with trust issues. So I'm definitely not into hot bad boy rockstars. I thought the annoying, hot guy worked at the mansion. Turns out, he owns the mansion. A fact he forgot to mention… He's Caleb Wolfe—tattooed, cocky, infuriatingly hot, and apparently a famous rockstar. One accidental kiss at a charity event? Boom—tabloid chaos. Then I lose my job, and he makes me an offer I definitely should've refused: Fake marriage. Real cash. Zero strings. But living together is nothing like I imagined. Caleb makes me laugh. He takes care of me. He treats me like something precious.

Bianca's life is insane. A single mom to three kids, she moved back to her hometown of Seattle after her husband cheated and knocked up his secretary. She's just trying to get to the next day without pulling out her hair. She's doing her best to put food on the table for her kids while also...

Angelica Shields wasn't made for reality television. But she does know how to manage hotels and bring them from rags to riches. Which is the only reason she agreed to not only produce but also star in this new show. It's a risk, but it's one that she's already sacrificed for, so she will make sure Hotel Bombshell succeeds. And she absolutely will not fall in love with her straight, married co-star.

I ran before they could sell my soul to another monster. Barefoot. Bruised. Alone. And straight into the arms of Alexsei Dubinin—a Bratva king. A widower. A single father. The man every sinner in Moscow fears… and every woman would die for. He shelters me. Protects me. Teaches me how to breathe again. But when his son's laughter becomes my salvation, my heart forgets it's not allowed to love. One touch, and I break every rule I've ever known. One night, and my body remembers what freedom feels like. Then comes the truth I can't hide—two lines. One heartbeat. One forbidden miracle.