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All it took was one look to end my life.... Because one look is all it takes to trigger a werewolf's mate hunt. And when a wolf is hunting, he doesn't stop until his mate either dies or becomes a wolf too.

I met him at an ill-fated wedding under a storm of bullets. He saved me and gave me something that I never knew my entire life: What it feels like to be valued. To be wanted. But even after he slipped his ring on my finger, there were still secrets that he kept from me. Secrets that made me think I would always come in second. I thought I already gave him everything he needed, but I was wrong. He took my body, he stole my heart, and he locked up my soul.

Small-town girl Jade Fisher has sacrificed everything for her dream of a high-powered career in Los Angeles. Fresh out of grad school, she’s one step away from landing the perfect job as executive assistant to Simone Weiss, LA’s hotel queen. So when her friend invites her to the opening night of Club Velvet, a luxury club for women to explore their wildest desires, Jade decides to let loose a little, just this once.

Welp. It's official. The entire hockey team knows I'm a virgin. And who do I have to thank for telling them about my v-card? Theodore Taylor, a.k.a. my brother's best friend and the pain in my butt since third grade. Then again, I'm kind of sick of this thing. My virgin status, that is. It's probably time I get rid of it. Which would be a heck of a lot easier if Theo hadn't made it his mission to be my own personal chastity belt for the foreseeable future. Which leaves me screwed. In every way except the literal sense. Lovely.

Cameron Miller hates change. It makes her sweaty, tongue-tied, or worse—silent. Her anxiety doesn't help, leaving her expecting disaster around every corner. Finding out that her almost one-night stand is her new boss only confirms her fears. Violet Wolfe isn't looking for love. In fact, due to her impending divorce, she plans to stay far, far away from it. Luckily, love and a close encounter in a bar bathroom don't bear many similarities. But when the woman from last night turns up as her work's newbie, Violet realizes she's accidentally violated her boss' #1 rule: No dating colleagues.

Sometimes I wonder what my hockey career is worth. Blood, sweat, and tears, sure. But losing Ash? I can't.

I didn’t plan to pretend to be in love with the gorgeous plus-size model who rescued a goose from the chopping block at Oktoberfest. But when Sir Honksalot destroys her apartment and my parents sell their shop right before Christmas, a fake engagement seems like the perfect solution to our mutual housing woes. Now we’re house-sitting a mansion together, but confined to one room…with only one bed.

I am not a chosen of the Gods, but a bloody tragedy of their choices. I have endured worse than the Darkhavens. Torture. Pain. Manipulation. There is nothing anyone can do to me that I have not already done to myself. Ruen's betrayal will not break me. Despite the punishment I receive, my goal remains the same: Find the target. Terminate them. Free myself from the Underworld Assassination Guild. It doesn't matter if I let a single night of weakness bind me to one of them. I can't let it matter. They're all guilty in my eyes.

I knew better than to go to that party. I would have been much happier curled up at home eating Halloween candy by myself, but I had Mom’s voice in my head telling me to make an effort now that I was in college, to put myself out there and socialize. If I’d stayed home, I wouldn’t have met him.

Killian's scars are all people see, but with his wretched past, he doesn't want them to look closer. He resigned himself long ago to living as an indentured slave to a powerful and capricious high mage-until a chance meeting with a temptress outside a brothel teaches him to want. If only he hadn't asked her price for the night.

Assassin Scarlett Fletcher is supposedly dead. Lyssa intends to make it so. Just... not yet. Lyssa, the Wolf of the Styx Syndicate, has a simple plan. Hide her enemy-turned-uneasy-ally, train her up, and use her to take down Grandmother. Then Lyssa will follow through on the kill order and end the assassin once and for all. But nothing to do with Scarlett has ever been simple.

My bride. The daughter of my enemy. She's nothing more than a part of my revenge. I'm the one who holds her life in my hands. As well as her body. And soon, her very will. Yet, she refuses to break. This woman disarms me, not with weapons but with words. And not with a fist, but with a simple kiss. But a match made in hate can have no other ending except war.

The Gods split the skies and rained down tyranny upon the mortal realm long ago. Ever since then, the only thing worse than being human is being of Divine Blood. For someone like me—an undocumented God child, indebted to the Underworld Assassination Guild—that means only one thing: A life in the shadows. Or so it should have been . . . until Mortal Gods Academy. Until them.

Can there be peace without bloodshed? Now in control of a court, Faye allows those without magic entry, offering protection and sanctuary from those who possess it. But when her actions infuriate the old houses in Necromia, Faye is determined to rule without bloodshed and protect her people from the immortals who view the realm of Anaria as it has always been the peasant lands.

I had a plan to get through senior year. Get good grades, stay busy with clubs, don’t forget to carve out time for Mom and Hannah, and most importantly, stay far, far away from Landon Atwater. That plan collapsed at the end of summer when my mom announced her surprise engagement… to Landon’s father. Now, I have to live with the jerk who has spent years tormenting me. At school, I could make sure we weren’t in the same classes and turn the other way if I saw him in the halls, but avoiding him gets a lot harder when I’m living in his seaside mansion.

He could have been my hero. He saved my life that night, a beautiful dark angel slicing through my fear and the water, dragging me from its deadly clutches. He should have been my hero. I thought maybe he was.

Mia Brooks needs money, fast. Deep in debt to help pay her sister’s medical bills, her loan shark is coming to collect. Her solution? Auctioning off the one thing she’s been saving—herself.

Declan can kill with a blink of his eye. Jaded and cold, he rules his kingdom the same way he does his heart—with ruthless pragmatism. So why does he risk all to protect a little mortal during a slave-trade uprising? Now stranded in the demon realm, the loss of his powers is the least of his troubles. The woman may have a frustratingly tender heart, but she has enough fire in her soul to thaw the ice in his veins.

However, none of the aliens have picked me as a breeder. Talk about a self-esteem boost. Sure I was horrified like everyone else when we arrived, but after being here without any chance of returning home I've decided to adapt. Now I just need to find a male who's interested in having a family. Then I end up on babysitting duty, except this is no child. Actually, Kolton's one of the most powerful people on the planet, but he's in a bad way and needs help. When I'm offered a ride back to Earth in exchange for taking on this patient I readily accept.

Three days ago, I didn’t even know Simon Cambridge existed. If it wasn’t for one drunken night out with my friends, I would never have met Mr. Cocky Pants. I certainly never would have entered into a bet with him if I’d known then what I know now. And if I hadn’t lost the bet I wouldn’t have to work for him for the next month. Today is only day one and he’s already driving me crazy.