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Nestled on the shore of the Atlantic sits Cape Hill, a small hamlet where beauty hides perversion and wealth corrupts all. And the Hale family controls every move. It’s here that Marist Northcott makes a deal with the devil to save her family, but when she sells her hand in marriage to the seductive Royce Hale, she becomes a pawn in the twisted game his family plays.

For 18 years I've suffered at the hands of the Hunters. They've done their best to break me, to tear me open and unleash the terrifying monster that lives within. Until the day they go too far. When a desperate escape leads to another brush with death, I'm forced to place my trust in the hands of four formidable strangers. Wild and untamed, their feral natures call to me, their warrior hearts make mine come alive. And when they offer me a place to stay while I heal, I can't say no. But the secrets I carry are deadly, and my past is a twisted, evil nightmare better left forgotten.

For twenty-one summers, Sylvia has evaded the ironclad rules set by her village, driven by an insatiable curiosity to know the world beyond the confines of the willow her fellow fairies call home. Her ventures often lead her to the vacant human mansion beyond Elysia’s forest, where ghosts whisper and ancient treasures beckon in the darkness.

I spent 18 years as a victim. Eighteen years where I was broken, shattered, pried apart, and carelessly thrown back together. Now, the glue that keeps my fractured soul from rupturing needs to hold firm, or the four fierce lycans who swore to protect me will die to keep me safe.... The Assembly is no place for a human. Especially not one standing trial. Surrounded by lycans who'd like nothing more than to see me dead, forced to participate in lethal games, and hunted by enemies shrouded in shadows, my world is unravelling.

Growing up, Wilder Ashburn was the hero I worshipped. I was the pigtailed pest who never left him alone. Everything changed the day I gave him a poem. For the first time, he saw me...And then he reached for his guitar. From that moment on, we were entangled. Bound by music and a shared dream. Along the way, we made vows: To always stay the same, To never let anything come between us, And above all, to never, ever fall in love.

Being a football player and legal guardian to his four younger sisters means his playbook is full. However, one of them just landed in the hospital, which gives his brother the shot he needs to challenge Logan for custody. Legal counsel says there's only one thing Logan can do - find himself a wife.

Every time I close my eyes, I see those who are about to die, and I’m unable to do anything to stop it. Until one day, when I try to save yet another victim, something inside of me just…flips. The shadows rise, and they’re hungry. All I ever wanted was to be normal. Instead, I found out just how different I am. I must learn to control my powers in order to take charge of my life. Because if not? Well, there are angels out there hunting me.

Ben Dalton has always been honest, except where his heart is concerned. He’s been in love with his best friend - saucy, smart-mouthed Aurelia Stark - forever. But Ben’s a planner, and timing has never been on his side. When he finally decides to make his move, Aurelia beats him to the punch with a move of her own - to a different town.

The rules were simple. Protect the woman I love. And try to stop loving her along the way. Kane Montgomery Carr and Phoebe Dixon’s romance went from a fiery temptation to a fizzled out heartbreak. Only Kane has no idea why. All he knows is that he has to keep her safe when a stalker sets Phoebe in their sights. Yet as the two of them are forced once again into each other’s lives, the truth behind their breakup surfaces and they are forced to face the facts: the feelings and heat they buried aren’t quite as gone as they’d like.

Marcus Caster-Rupp has a secret. The world may know him as Aeneas, star of the biggest show on television, but fanfiction readers call him something else: Book!AeneasWouldNever. Marcus gets out his frustrations with the show through anonymous stories about the internet’s favorite couple, Aeneas and Lavinia. But if anyone discovered his online persona, he’d be finished in Hollywood.

Vance Hale has everything. A ridiculous amount of money, an Ivy-league education, and a 1,000-watt smile that can charm the designer dress right off a girl. He’s also going to have a future that includes me—whether he wants it or not. I don’t care that he’s trying to reform his playboy ways, or that he made a bet to go 90 days without the touch of a woman. I’ve spent the last decade planning my revenge and I need a partner in crime. This gorgeous, cunning man should do fine.

Mirabeau LaRouche knew she had a job to do, but she never expected her assignment to take her through New York City's dark, dank underground - in her bridesmaid gown, no less! And when her partner turns out to be mortal private investigator Tiny McGraw, Mireabeau knows it's no ordinary Cupid's arrow that has struck her heart this Valentine's Day.

At the bright-eyed age of eighteen, witch Harlow “Harry” Pierce attended her first Fates Haven Finding Ceremony certain the Blue Willow Wisp would lead her to her Fated match, her cougar shifter boyfriend, Jaxon Atwood. But Fate had other plans, guiding her best friend to him instead. With a broken heart, all her belongings, and a vow to never return, Harry did the only thing a broken-hearted witch could do. Run.

The PLAYING THEIR GAMES box set includes three full-length reverse harem romance novels from the Beyond Huge Series. The stories feature stepbrothers, enemies-to-lovers, brother's best friends, friends-to-lovers, fake dating, forced proximity, and plenty of fantasies come to life!

The first time I saw him, he entranced me and offered to help me forget my broken engagement. The second time was on a blind date with no last names and undeniable passion. The third time, I was eight months pregnant with his baby that he knew nothing about. This time, he's not letting me walk away so easily.

The first time I meet the devil, he knows my name. The second time I meet him, the truth becomes clear: Mark Trevena is to be my husband. No matter that we don't know each other. No matter that he's older than me; shameless and sinful; the owner of a secret club where the powerful come to play. My father has spoken, and I'll be the devil's bride the minute I graduate from college. Except my future husband has one condition for this arranged marriage: We have to pretend it’s real.

I have one job in this arranged marriage, and that’s to seduce my husband. It should be easy; I’m the heiress to a transatlantic fortune, bred and raised to make a good match. I’ve spent a lifetime building up my endurance, my discipline, my dedication to my god and my church. The danger lies in falling for the devil who put his ring on my finger—a mistake I made years ago, and can’t afford to make again.

Yesterday, I was a wannabe journalist with two simple goals: expose the seedy underbelly of New Orleans’ vampire scene, and maybe, just maybe, become hella famous. But fate had other plans. Now, thanks to an unfortunate back-alley encounter, I’m the newest member of the undead country club—fangs, coffin, and all. And who, might you ask, is the man responsible for saving my life? Freaking Dracula.

What's more important—revenge . . . or the child you never knew you had? Jolie Chapman was my first love. Now she's my most bitter enemy. Screw me once, shame on you. Screw me twice . . . who am I kidding—I don't believe in second chances anymore. Tripp Montgomery was my first love. I gave him my innocence. Then he broke my heart. And I committed the ultimate betrayal. These Manhattan royals are out for revenge. Sweet, sweet revenge. But there's something they want more. Their daughter.

When I discover my boyfriend Eddie has a side chick, I’m humiliated and furious. But I dry my tears and pull up my big girl panties. I don’t want him back, but I want him out of my head and my heart. Time to turn to every woman’s medicine in a time of crisis: chocolate and cocktails. But my friends have other ideas. They tell me the best kind of healing is the hot, sweaty, toe-curling, mind-blowing kind. So, on a drunken night, I take a chance and kiss three hotter-than-sin men until my knees are weak and my pulse is racing.