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It’s been two years after I’d cleared my father’s name and made Dragonrider Academy my permanent residence. I’m ready to celebrate and finally ride together with Killian. Except, the second we take to the skies, we fly right into a trap. The Wild Dragons have been waiting for this moment to strike. My bond with Killian and my dragon will be tested like they never have before.

Talk about rags to riches. Cinderella had nothing on me. I have a sparkly new crown, a remodeled ancient castle, and I’m mated to six of the most delectable princes a girl could conjure. But my happily-ever-after honeymoon still seems a long way off. There are plenty of magical creatures in Haret and Earth who would kill to see me dethroned - literally - and we can’t let our guard down yet. Still, my men promised me a break and a bucket list, and my mates always deliver their goods. We’ll just have to get our sugar in small bites.

Well, that was embarrassing. Imagine my surprise when spontaneous shifting gets added to my list of pregnancy symptoms. There's never a good time for that sort of horniness. Dair thinks he knows just the mage to contact, but are Patriam and potions really the answer? The jaguar twins are growing their following faster than I'm healing Haret.

A gamble gone wrong. Hoping to avoid another Darkblood death, we took the proactive route. I had no idea it would get this dangerous for me instead. Lata and Sol were only trying to help, but now the whole lion pride may be in trouble. I’ve grown too confident in my power, and my enemies just found a way to my weakness.

Wild dragons followed me home. And they’ve learned a new trick. This breed can shift into human form, and they’ve taken my mother hostage. Their price for her safe return? Max Green. I’m more than happy to hand the jerkwad over, but Killian says we need more information, which leads us to working undercover at Max's favorite hangouts. Blending in at my old high school seemed like a good plan at first to get dirt on Max Green and his friends, but after Killian tried to skewer a student, I’m not so sure this plan is going to work out.

Sugar keeps a Qilin in the light. We all knew it from dealing with Aleron, and I vowed I'd never go dark. But what's a girl to do when her own body rejects the sweetness she craves? Healing Haret is still my mission, but my mates and I are starting to suffer from the stress. As our kingdom wobbles between light and dark, the life I've been building begins to crumble.

I let my temper get the best of me. Now we have less to work with and a much larger puzzle to solve. I wiped out our best lead and shook the foundation of my new rule, all in one shanking. Double crap. My Darkblood subjects no longer trust me, and we're being sucked into the biggest scavenger hunt of the two worlds. Even if the leprechaun's curse was never real, something more sinister was locked inside that gold coin: doubt.

Good news: Solstice is alive! Bad news: Dragonrider Academy is under siege by wild dragons. Solstice has been on a journey of his own trying to find me in this realm. I’ll have to get the story out of him one day of how he managed to survive long enough to find me. For now, we need to figure out how to get these wild dragons out of our realm. My plan? We lure them to the Human Realm where reinforcements are waiting. Oh, and maybe we’ll burn Max Green’s house on the way. Win-win.

For readers of Katherine Center and Kristan Higgins, an immersive, soul-nourishing novel that dares to hold onto hope when happily-ever-after seems lost. Full of character, wit, and wisdom, Goodbye, Lark Lovejoy explores second chances and the power of connection. Lark’s lost her husband, and the expiration date has come and gone on her fake-it-till-you-make-it “Happy Mommy Show". Healing her broken family requires drastic measures — like returning to her hometown in the Texas Hill Country.

There’s no question. This is my dragon, and I’m going to save it. egg...even if it’s lifeless. The hollow shell has the faintest echo of a heartbeat still inside and my magic as a dragonrider called to it, setting a bond in place. Bonds can be broken, but I refuse. There’s no question. This is my dragon, and I’m going to save it. Even if I die trying.

Fact 417 - Kidnapping was not sexy. The old Earth romances had it wrong. Being captured by an attractive elfin alien was anything but glamorous. It was slave labor with a pinch of harassment. But Allie Sai wouldn’t take anyone’s gruff, even if it meant challenging the scariest man she’d ever met, erm...alien. Fact 359 - Southern belles never played by the rules. Poker was always her game of choice, so it was fitting that to take down Sloven and win her freedom, Allie had to take a chance and do the impossible - destroy the King’s criminal empire and get out without dying.

Fact 752 - If it’s male, it lies. I knew better than to fall for the bad guy. Love only gives you heartache, and in my case? It got me poisoned. Literally. Tough break, right? It gets worse. The Elven government “said” it was only one task, but I should have read the fine print. That teensy job? Taking out the biggest baddie our worlds have ever seen. Spying for the enemy wasn’t the plan, but every attempt to escape only entrenches me deeper into a criminal war I never wanted to be part of. Good thing my mama taught me how to fight dirty.

I never claimed to be a good girl. So when the feds showed up, there was only one choice. Run. Turns out my plan wasn't fool proof. One tiny, little, accidental murder lands me in hot water not just with the human government, but with the elven equivalent of the CIA. No one ever said I was lucky. Shipped off planet, blackmailed, and forced to bootleg for a secret organization is the least of my problems compared to the sexy villains hot on my heels. They don't know it yet, but I'm going to take them down. Messing with a southern belle with a criminal past was their first mistake.

Lexi Winters’ world is falling apart. Damaged. Scarred. And vengeful. Retaliation consumes her heart. Night and day, all she can think about is exacting her retribution for Colin’s death, the boy she once loved. Her guilt and resentment fuel her choices to hunt. Fate has other plans. The Wild Hunt is underway, and Ashor Clave has one job: collect as many human souls as possible in a single night. Not such a bad gig for the son of a powerful demon, that is until he runs into unexpected trouble - a small but feisty package.

Piper Jones is in a real jam. Her dangerous journey from powerless orphan to the Princess of Faerie has brought her to a perilous crossroads. The fey king's minions are stealing witches from right under her nose, and her mother, the fey queen, has come to collect on her favor - one with potentially devastating consequences for everyone she loves. Piper's next move could be her last, and whatever her decision, one thing is clear: The fey king and queen must die.

Fact 752: Karma was a vindictive wench, and Luck, no lady. Allie never believed in Karma, but after the week she'd had, she was prone to believe that if such an entity existed, it had to be a woman. Only a woman could hold such an ugly, nasty grudge, and make Allie's life so impossibly miserable. If spying for the enemy and a broken heart wasn't enough, someone had even stolen her favorite heels. Classy, right? Bad luck strikes again.

Somehow, Allie always managed to attract every sociopath within a 100-click radius. Don't ask her how she did it. She chalked it up to the unlucky curse that had plagued her all her life. And Sloven the Slayer was no different. Luckily, her mama had taught her the advantage of a well-placed kick. After the attempt on her life and her team's betrayal, she tried to go back to her life, to ignore how lonely she was, to forget the nightmares that plagued her and the face of the one man she still wanted despite his lies. But life was never that simple.

Fact 437 - Allie was a piss poor bootlegger. It was laughable that her blackmailers expected her to create a truth serum. If they’d done their homework, they would’ve known her brewing capabilities were nil, she flunked chemistry, and her moonshine was on the toxic side. So for once in her unlucky life, luck was on her side...until she almost blew up the lab. Unfortunately, singed eyebrows were the least of her concern. Fact 543 - Aliens don't understand personal space. Nothing was off limits. If they weren’t asking about her heat cycle, males were sniffing her for compatibility.

Fact 384: Allie's bad luck knew no bounds. After surviving a pirate attack by the skin of her very unlucky teeth, she believes life will get better. It had to, right? Wrong, dead wrong. Literally dead. Fact 443: Revenge always bites you in the butt. One little prank leaves her as a prime murder suspect and her newfound friends in jail. If she can't prove her innocence, she can kiss what's left of her life goodbye - not that she had much of one to start.

One picture. One tabloid. Two lives changed forever. Finian Alexander is one scandalous tabloid photo away from catapulting his acting career onto the A-list. All his bad-boy persona needs is an agreeable member of the paparazzi to give him a friendly boost. But vacationing out in the middle of nowhere, the only photographer he knows is way too scrupulous for her own good. Or is she?