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Can they trust each other enough to survive the dangers that confront them? Magnus and Kaitlyn try to begin their life together but there are dangerous forces that must be reckoned with. A time-journeying vessel that they can't seem to control. And a long history that stands between them. Magnus has found love and a home in 2017 - but what happens to Kaitlyn if she travels to 1702?

Piper needed a job. Any job would do. But when the temp agency assigns her to clean the house of a bunch of snobby rich men, she isn’t sure it's worth it. Stuck in a job she has no choice but to keep, Piper becomes even more indebted to her employers when she breaks a priceless vase. However, her clumsiness is the least of Piper’s troubles. Her mysterious and dangerously tempting employers have a secret. One that they are willing to kill to keep. Will she be able to save her job? Let alone live through it?

Gareth Black is drawn to December Mayson the moment he spots her across the room at her cousin’s wedding. When he approaches the beautiful woman, she captivates him with her shyness and wit, making him crave her. With a pull so strong it’s impossible to ignore, December knows there’s something between her and Gareth. She just hopes they’re capable of jumping the hurdles ahead of them. Two boys, an ex, a surprise that will change everything, and a disgruntled co-worker guarantee these two will have their work cut out for them if they are going to find their happily-ever-after.

I’ve made it my mission to be useful to my pack. As pack enforcer, I’m fast and strong, but when the time comes to bond with my mate, it isn’t enough. Rejection means lone wolf status and isolation from the pack. But when a package arrives with an unexpected inheritance, the pack that wants to shun me suddenly has a new use for me. Turns out, I’m the proud owner of a house in mysterious territory, rumored to be home to a pack of beautifully twisted shifters. Hawthorne Cove is impregnable to Lycans, but not to a half-human like me.

The Collapse changed everything. Good men became killers. Strong women became property. And every day turned into a fight for survival. I once dreamed of becoming a nurse. That dream went up in flames the same day I graduated nursing school, when women were banned from holding any kind of medical license. Now as an unlicensed medic, I travel what was once the southwestern United States, trading medical services for food, transportation, and shelter with the hopes of reaching Canada.

Victoria's day starts out like any other aboard the transorbital ship, Phoenix. Such is the life of an emergency medicine specialist in the age of "post-discovery". Sure, she had always dreamed of interacting with intelligent extraterrestrial life - the real thing, not those microbes on distant moons. Who wouldn't? She was still happy with her career, however mundane and demanding it might be. That's what it took to run a ship the size of a small city smoothly. Monotony.

Actions have consequences, and my actions are about to kick me in the teeth. I’m still reeling from the unthinkable. Lucas is gone. It’s all my fault and if the dominus can’t find evidence that my actions were under duress then the consequences will be lethal. Sanctuary lies with Grayson and his pack, but I’m a rare commodity - a female loup in a world where females are rare - and the other packs aren’t going to back off without a fight. Even if I escape the executioner’s noose, the loup world isn’t about to let me go so easily.

Everyone they love is in the past. The throne is in the future, it demands to be reckoned with. And Kaitlyn and Magnus must protect the son, no matter the cost. Even if it means losing it all.

Your dead are our business. Got a loved one who’s passed? Want to ask your dead aunt where she hid that elusive will? Head over to Necro city and look no further than Soul Savers Inc. One day the world was normal, and the next, it was filled with ghosts. And then the reapers came. Blood-sucking hot dudes with wings and wicked scythes. They took control, and now we have a system. Now we have Necro city, the hub of all things untethered.

As the daughter of my pack’s lame wolf, I’m an outcast, a social reject considered unsuitable for mating. My life is a daily grind of drudgery, humiliation, and abuse. Then during a ceremony to our god, Fenris-Wulf, fate made me the alpha’s true mate. My heart fills with hope. This could be the end of my problems, a happy life filled with acceptance, but when I shift, I become a monster.

There are competing theories, one: that time moves in a straight line from birth to death, one step after another along a path. Or two: time is a wheel. For now, his family is safe, but there is one big issue... Lochie asked, “How many vessels are there?” Magnus said, “There are about twenty-six, by last count.” “How many do you have in your possession?” “We have about six, here, there are more in the kingdom. We hae lost track.” Lochie said, “I think the losin’ track might be an issue.”

Magnus and Kaitlyn are in two different places, two different times. There's a son that needs to be protected. A family that has been displaced. A bad guy with a grudge. And a Highlander without a home.

I woke to the soothing sound of a peaceful serenade...except there’s nothing peaceful about being kidnapped after being sold to the Devils of Sin. This never should have happened, because I did everything right. I accepted the invitation, attended the masquerade in the depth of the forsaken forest, and danced with whomever requested. The longer one remains, the more debt is cleared from the family name, so I danced through the night. I survived to the final note—and let me emphasize the survive part—but I’m starting to realize where the real problem lies.

My whole life is squeezed inside these walls. I can't remember the last time I left this building. My guardian, Ethan, tells me it's to keep me safe. During his visits, he tells me the world is dark and full of evil. The evil that killed my parents, stole my family from me, and left me in Ethan's care. He wants me to stay here. Forever. When a group of men break into my prison, I make a reckless decision. Information in exchange for freedom. Danger in exchange for safety.

Alaric lives only for one thing: to fulfill his duty as crown prince of Aurum. It was never a problem until he snuck into a human bar on the eve of his betrothal, and met her. The woman who smacked his hand when he tried to steal her food. The woman who was as strong as any dragon he’d ever met.

When my mom got sick, my dreams of a career in music imploded. That is, until Madame Usher wafts into my life like a ghost from the past, offering me the chance to study at the exclusive Manderley Academy - a music school for the most gifted and wealthy. It’s an offer I can’t refuse - free room and board at the Gothic mansion where elite students immerse themselves in mastering their art. But there’s a catch, and it’s a big one.

Ivan, Titus, Dorien. The bad boys of Baroque, the kings of this school. They messed with the wrong girl. I’ll topple them from their thrones. They made me trust them. They made me want them. Now, I’m going to haunt their asses. Even if it costs me...everything. They'll carry their secrets to their graves. If they don't put me six-feet-under first. Manderley Academy won’t claim another victim. They can't shove these skeletons back in the closet. I'll do whatever it takes to get justice. It’s time for Manderley's ghosts to come out and play.

Anastasia Cooper is the most hated woman in Sorelle. To avoid the modern slavery charges leveled against her by her scheming stepsister, she opts for a quiet life under house arrest to escape the frenzy of the media. But she wasn't banking on them. The Tate brothers. Feared by all, everyone knows that Christopher, Silas, and Rafael Tate are the real power behind the throne of Sorelle. And they've been looking for Stasi for a very long time. Determined to make Stasi's life as difficult as possible, Kit, Silas, and Rafe take every opportunity to remind her how far she's fallen.

It’s been two years since Chiara Kennedy lost her dearest friend, Rory. Chiara misses everything about her. Rory’s widowed husband is another story. Sebastian Ryder is a man Chiara had secretly wanted, let slip away, and hoped to never see again. Then fate throws them together for an unexpected one-night stand and a morning after of new challenges.

I have a purple stalker. I don’t know what possessed me to hit the Xarc’n warrior with my bat, but now I have a stalker—a big, purple stalker with fangs and horns. And to make things worse, I can’t go back to New Franklin. After my first night out on my own, I wake up all wrapped up and cuddly with a certain possessive hunter. He purrs like a giant cat and vows to protect me. And to top it all off, he has a pet squirrel. A freakin’ pet squirrel! The “Jerk” claims he can’t let go of me, but I don’t buy it. I’m no squirrel, and I don’t intend to be his pet.