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Stay away from mages. It was a singular phrase my father had ingrained in me from the time of my birth. Sorry, Dad. I have a feeling that is going to be a problem. You have to understand… my life has been bland at best. Everything in my life, every single day, has been scripted, organized, and neat. Calm, cool, and collected. The problem? It wasn't real. I wasn't like the other witches in my father's coven. I had a chaotic storm growing inside of me, and the moment these mages stepped into the picture, it began to escape. The perfect image of my life was shattered.

My father is a serial killer. No big deal. I promise. Me? Upset? No. Never. In fact, it would be really easy to pretend that the man never existed in the first place… if it wasn't for the bodies. What bodies? Only about 200 of them. Like I said. No big deal. What is even worse? He has had a dual purpose for killing them, and it isn't just because he's a sadistic monster. No. It is far worse than that. And if all of this wasn't enough to deal with… I had eight men in my life. Yes. Eight.

SHE DIDN’T COME FOR THE PRIZE. SHE CAME FOR REVENGE. On the harsh red planet of Reva, freedom is earned the hard way. For the descendants of exiled criminals, there is only one escape: survive the Oranos Trials and earn a life beyond the planet that was never meant to be home. Gemma Proctor has spent three years waiting for her chance. Three years since her sister passed the Trials—and was murdered the very next day. Now, it’s Gemma’s turn. Her goal is simple: Survive the Trials, get close to the man responsible, and make him pay. But nothing about the Trials is what she expected.

Blood means power in a nation on the brink of chaos. Plagued by nightmares and bleeding daydreams, a woman must make a choice between her duty and her heart, and if she takes too long, fate will decide. Starlight turns to flames, but from the ashes, a new world will rise.

Rach is a down-on-her-luck, happy-go-lucky kind of lady. Sure, she may work as an assistant to personal assistants, crash on her ex-boyfriend’s couch, and hide a whole secret past. But, mostly, things are great.

Blane has kept his people hidden from the Horde since the day they came in and wiped out the dragon race, but they didn’t kill them all. Now he’s back and making a move against the Horde. He’s going to take back what’s rightfully his in a step to wage war against those who took everything from him. The one thing he didn’t expect was to find her instead of the Horde King’s offspring.

Chaos. Magic. Love. Three elements to my life that have brought me to this point—traveling to the God realm. I know we can handle whatever the fates decide to toss our way. Yet between visiting Queen Titania's court and learning far more about my demi-gods' past than I could have expected... I just hope we can retain some semblance of sanity by the end of this. And what happens when I finally meet the man, the myth, the... well, god, obviously—Set. My father. What has Isis been hiding from me? Secrets are unraveling nearly as fast as things are heating up between my men and me.

Welcome to Hell’s Gate, where surviving an apocalyptic event is a regular Tuesday, but getting a second date is impossible. Stay out of the city park past dusk, adhere to the curfew on Tuesdays, and whatever you do, keep the batteries in your UV flashlights charged. Grace Walker is the city’s top PR specialist. Her job is to make Hell’s Gate look desirable to tourists and potential residents. An impossible task when every day could be the city’s last.

Hideaway Harbor was supposed to be a quick detour—one cozy Christmas job, then I’d be back on the cruise ship, far from my powerful ex and the mess I left behind. But thanks to a tiny mix-up, my “accommodation” is a storage room with a creaky daybed and no plumbing. Enter my neighbor Fredrik: a broody bookstore owner with a decent bathroom and the social skills of a cactus. He’s everything I shouldn’t want—grumpy, reclusive, and allergic to holiday cheer. Yet he keeps showing up for me. Saving me. Heating up the sauna....

An all-expenses-paid autumn break in the mountains at a luxury art retreat? As a broke single mom, I can't believe my luck. Until my boss's whirlwind son crashes my private cabin. Charlie is my work problem, the rockstar Creative Director with a Kickstarter addiction and a charmed life. The man I can't stand… or stop thinking about. For two years, I've hidden my feelings. But as we explore the experimental art classes, small-town magic, and the wilderness, truths are exposed. Heat turns up and fake dating turns real.

Special Edition This edition features exclusive bridge chapters—never before released—that expand the world of Moons and Shadows and illuminate the unseen threads between Book 1 and the upcoming sequel, Shadows and Mist. These new scenes offer pivotal glimpses into the aftermath, the healing, and the rising truths that refuse to stay buried. Perfect for returning listeners, this edition deepens the journey through memory, magic, and love that defies fate. His faith. His sacrifice. Bound by Shadow Her freedom. Her life. She was never destined to awaken… like this.

Jane Agatha Fontenot has never felt like she fit in—not with her curvy frame, her neurodivergent mind, or the flickers of magic that have sparked throughout her life without ever fully taking hold. Her grandma Agatha still calls her “Janey” with love, and her best friend just calls her “J,” but the rest of the world? They’ve mostly written her off.

In The Marriage Wars: Book One, Melissa Gowdy Baldwin's dystopian world asks us to question the role power and gender play in our need for connection, denial, and choice.

Did we need to hold a Halloween party? No, of course not. Was I going to anyway? You better freakin' believe it. I didn't even feel bad! We needed a break! Even if it was for a day, a healthy work-life balance was essential…even if it was holding a bloody Halloween party and the work was determining who was sucking the magic out of people like goddamn juice boxes.

Marie is a woman sold into a loveless marriage in a 1700s, second-world France. Under the close tutelage of the esteemed Lady Colette Valand, Marie has sewn a small corner of life for herself in their little town in the country-side.

Debts must always be paid. The task was simple: fill in for my best friend as the lifeguard at a private birthday party. But the next thing I know, I'm pulling a little girl out of the pool and resuscitating her. That's when I learned a key detail my best friend failed to mention. The party was for a pint-sized mafia princess, and I'd unknowingly saved the life of the Don's four-year-old daughter. Now, in Matteo Bellini's mind, he owes me a debt.

The end has come. The stars cry out in warning as the world eaters approach, and tensions rise as chaos reigns across every realm. Ancient primordial gods drain magic from weaker beings, and war knocks on the door of every kingdom. But no one could have predicted the key to ending it all… me. I realize now that I was never meant to be an ordinary, simple witch. Forged by prophecy and a heritage crafted by the gods, I was born to face the end—the point of no return. Now, as cosmic forces threaten to rip our world apart, we stand at the heart of it.

I nearly had it all: a successful football career, money flowing like a waterfall, and women dropping at my feet. I was living life to the max until some pretty harsh weather conditions ended my career and ruined the rest of my life. I turned into someone I didn’t know and didn’t like and became the laughingstock of my family. They all expected me to knock up a hooker. I don’t blame them. I made a lot of mistakes.

A failed rebellion leaves a nation in chaos. The aftermath is devastation. No one is coming to save them. Everything has changed. Friends have turned against each other. Foes have become allies. And it seems as though everyone has an agenda. The dark secrets and pasts will unravel everything they’ve ever perceived as truth. When nothing is as it seems, who will you trust? Choose wisely because everyone is someone else’s villain.

Descendant of Chaos. Daughter of Magic. Two titles that I had been called time and time again, but neither of them truly fit. As I had found in the God realm, I was so much more than that—an anomaly. And because of who I was and how I came to be, I was now part of a prophecy—one with world-ending aspects I wasn't a fan of. Unfortunately, I couldn't avoid the situation forever, and while the Horde was an amazing place to do exactly that… I quickly found there was something so much larger at stake than my pride or my anger at what Isis and my birthmother had done.