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My whole life, I have been starved. Starved of love and starved of affection. My caretaker, Francis, refuses to touch me, and he makes me feel as worthless as dirt. The only love and affection I've ever found are inside the pages of the books he gives me. At least those books make me feel less alone—less starved. They give me hope that I'll find love of my very own one day.

My name is Abigail Morningstar, and my whole life, I’ve felt out of place being the only angel among the demons. But I have a chance to get the break I need in the form of a deal. What deal, you ask? The funny thing is, I have to live with my mother for three years. The very mother who abandoned me as a baby.

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing. Before I can think better of it, my tongue sneaks out over my lips to scent my surroundings.

Toric's Dagger is just another religious relic, until it's stolen. Belwynn and her twin brother, Soren, volunteer to lead a team tasked with its retrieval. Drawn into a world of danger and treachery, they must rely on Soren's magical abilities, and on the telepathic bond they share. Now, as kingdoms and empires start to fall, the twins confront the dark forces that threaten them. They must not let the Dagger fall into the wrong hands. But when mercenaries, zealots, and sorcerers are all hunting for the same weapon, who should they trust?

Mean girls at school and assholes at home, I could handle. None of that mattered, because I had two of the most amazing mates by my side. That is, until the universe decided to throw me for a twisted loop and fated me to my biggest tormentor. Taking matters into my own hands in the heat of the moment, I end up in more pain than I can imagine. Now I have to figure out how to go about life, while nursing a broken bond.

I’ve never seen the outside world and I don’t care. The cannon-toting, trigger-happy residents here are like family, even if most of them are a few spoons short of a full set. Eventually, everyone grows on you, kinda like nail fungus. But the booze flows freely, and Tiger keeps me company. He’s as much a prisoner as I am. Just when I think I’ve made my peace with my lot, the portal pops open and two men shoot through, throwing punches before their feet even finish landing in my town. When they finally look at me, all I see is problems. Big, ginormous, too-handsome problems.

She is wanted by the FBI. She is a stone-cold killer. She remembers nothing. She is told her name is Reeta Doe, and that she's been in an accident. That she's in Florida. That the FBI have been following her since Mississippi. That she has brutally murdered two women. College girls, who look just like her. Two more are missing, and one survived. Reeta recalls nothing. She cannot answer their questions; all the things they want her to explain are no more familiar to her than the prison she is taken to.

I’ve been summoned by a king. One too lazy to get off his throne and go look for his mate. Instead, he’s requesting that all unmated females from each of the four kingdoms come to him. You know, because that’s so much easier.

Freed from his captors by the Meraki Dominya, Nathan discovers a chilling truth: his sister has also been taken. Desperate to find her, he joins the Meraki and is partnered with Arista, an elite commando trained to kill first and not ask questions later. As Nathan learns to survive a galaxy at war, a quiet, undeniable bond develops with Arista—complicated by duty, danger, and everything they stand to lose.

Things have been quiet in NOLA . . . Too quiet. The Coven had thankfully gone back to shunning Thea after the Silas debacle. Unfortunately, the brutal murders of several hedge witches leaves everyone involved with no option. They must present a united front—with Thea as the liaison between AID and the Coven. Thea finds motivation in the form of wanting to relieve Jax of the guilt he feels for mentoring the victims. The investigation opens doors within the Coven for Thea. 

Go on a date or get fired—that’s the ultimatum from my boss at the Moon Bean coffee shop. But I picked a real jerk and now I’m stuck at the bar with him. I don’t need anyone to save me, but a smart girl recognizes a good escape plan when she kisses one. It’s not like I’m going to fall for a jock with more notches on his belt than books on his shelf. But Eli is more than that and I'm developing some crazy feelings for him. That is until he turns into a werewolf straight out of a horror movie.

When I met three sexy strangers and had one of the best summers of my life, never in my wildest dreams would I expect to find out they were the sons of my mom's new husband. My step brothers. Now we have to try and put those nights behind us and move on. I can't risk ruining my mom's happiness.

He's a roguish pirate, she's the girl he failed to protect years ago—now a deadly syren sworn to destroy him. Brigid was never meant to survive at sea. At fifteen, she drowned, only to become a syren. Now, her revenge is her purpose, and sailors are her prey. But when she recognizes a drowning man and spares his life, her loyalties shift.

Port Black—a dark and sinister city abandoned to The Exiled, a gang of unhinged and psychotic demons who have claimed it as their own. And it just so happens to be the location of my first solo mission. As a trained agent of Montague Industries, it’s my job to keep innocents safe. The Exiled are a threat that needs to be neutralized, and I’m ready for battle. With an invitation to their depraved nightclub in hand, a leather corset wrapped around my torso, and a mask complete with tall bunny ears, these demons aren’t going to be able to resist me.

They thought they could break me, but they had no idea how wrong they truly were. I'm every Alpha's worst nightmare. A Rogue Omega who can't be tamed. So when the government gives me a second chance with a new pack, I can hardly contain my surprise. Except there is just one teensy, tiny problem...

The guards arrive at my humble cottage with a ridiculous offer: Come to an exclusive and mysterious isle to compete for the hand of a royal husband. Enjoy a week of glittering balls, dancing, ostentatious wealth…and a royal hunt. All I have to do is to get rejected by a prince, and I’ll be sent home with a pot of money. My father tells me it’s dangerous. He begs me not to go. But I'd do anything for him, I could change our lives with this money.

After years of pretending half of me doesn’t exist, hiding is no longer an option. Not because I’m ready, but when I walk into the All Hallows’ Eve ball, I have no choice in facing my past. I only went to prove a point. What I didn’t expect was him. Talon is intense, dangerously attractive, and absolutely convinced we’re fated mates. There’s just one problem… I feel nothing.

Something I never thought was capable, happened. Now I’m trying to make all these relationships work without letting my past effect my life. So I do what I do best, shove it down deep and distract myself with sex and blood.

Brigid has been dragged before the goddess she once served and condemned to endless torment at the hands of the syren queen. Her body weakens with each passing day, and the only way to endure is to bury her hope—because rescue is a fantasy she can no longer afford. Caelum may have stopped his father, but his victory left him hunted, grieving, and alone. The syren who claimed his heart has been stolen away, and every path forward seems determined to tear him apart. When he hears whispers of a witch who can grant any wish, he’ll risk everything—even his own soul—for the chance to save her.

In the spirit of the diaries of Antarctic explorers Robert Falcon Scott and Ernest Shackleton, McNeil mixes travelogue, popular science, and memoir to examine the history of our fascination with ice. In entering this world, McNeil unexpectedly finds herself confronting her own upbringing in the Maritimes, the lifelong effects of growing up in a cold place, and how the climates of childhood frame our emotional thermodynamics for life.