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My fiancé was found dead. I was on a hunt for the beast who murdered him. I didn't mean to fall into the devil's sculpted arms. Lorenzo Duretti's touch became my obsession—his darkness, my desire. Now, I'm torn between revenge and protection. I need both. Because the baby in my womb will be bound to his father's deadly empire. Lorenzo swears he'll keep us safe, but how can I trust a ruthless killer?

Finn may be dragon prince from a distant planet, but he’s blending in well on Earth. His future looks bright, but life takes a sudden turn when his ex tells him she’s having his baby, and unless he takes full custody, the shifter child will be put up for adoption. He never expected to be a single dad to adorable little Phoenix. Nor did he think he’d ever find a mate willing to raise another woman’s baby. Until he met Aurora.

When my husband ran off with our saloon’s hostess, I left Montana, joining my college-aged son in Oregon. Eugene’s a far cry from my little hometown, But I did my best to blend in with the locals, And tried heading out for a jog. I thought I saw a hippie gathering deep into the trail— Until they changed into a pack of wolves.

There's only one way to keep her safe now—she must play the part… my fiancée. But I see how she looks at me. She hates me. Before long I'll have her beneath me, begging for more. I don't play nice, and I never lose. I'll groom her into what she was always meant to be—my queen. She was born to rule beside me in this bloody empire. Every look of defiance only fuels the fire between us. But she's hiding something—I'm not blind. Her belly is growing, sealing our bond in blood.

My divorce from my controlling ex was final, but I had one last thing to check off on my list: Covering the tattoo of his name on my inner hip. I’d made an appointment with a fellow female, but she was overbooked and referred me to her colleague: Her ripped, gorgeous, very male colleague. Her ripped, gorgeous, very male colleague. My skin flushed thinking of him working so close to an intimate spot, but Brody was a complete professional—both during the appointment, and between my sheets days later.

The daughter of two legendary air witches, I'm supposed to be the best of my generation. In theory, I should be able to bend the wind to my will. In practice, I'm more likely to accidentally trigger a hurricane. To prove myself, I have to capture the North Wind—the most volatile force on earth. As far as quests go, I expect it to suck. What I don't expect is to meet my fated mate in the form of a smooth-talking Scottish Highlander. Callum McLeish is half-dragon and half-incubus. He's also drop-dead gorgeous and determined to follow me to the frozen wastes.

Within moments of being given as a mate to three fearsome shifters, Lexie was stripped bare, spanked for her defiance, and then brought to a shameful climax with their whole village watching. But as she's carried off with her punished ass still sore inside and out, it's not what these savage beasts did to her in public that's on her mind. It's what they're going to do to her once they have her all to themselves.

When my grandmother is arrested for poisoning the members of her social club, I hire Monsters, PI to help clear her name. My case is assigned to an ice lord, Elrik, the guy I met a week ago at a wedding and haven't been able to stop thinking about. As we track down clues and discover there's a lot more going on at Grannie's social club than potluck suppers, I start hoping I can thaw this ice lord's heart. But he was recently burned, and he's not sure if he's ready to try again. Can I convince Elrik to give love another chance?

Alien warrior Grux Lorrz thought his brother was an idiot for the whole "pro-bono case" thing, but all of a sudden, business is picking up. With his brother disowned by their father—the king—and off making plans for a life with his human mate, Grux finds himself taking charge of their private investigation firm. (Though he doesn't like the administration work that comes along with it—that was always his brother's thing.) With jobs rolling in from all over the galaxy, the brothers are forced to split up, and Grux ends up on the planet Xoyosis, a dark hovel of a place.

There’s only one thing you really need to know about the world I come from: The witch council is as archaic and backward in their ways as they are powerful. So, when they arrange for me to marry the most powerful warlock in the world so that I can give them magic babies, I do what any sensible 24-year old would do. I run. Or, at least, I try to. Turns out, when push comes to shove, they’re willing to bargain on the whole marriage thing.

My husband has horns, hooves, fur, and a tail. His Krampus-like appearance didn't scare me away from marrying him. Forever an optimist, I eagerly agreed to be the first bride shipped under the new liaison program to Voran, a country on the newly discovered planet Neron. The Colonel also has two little boys—a huge plus for me since I adore children. My down-to-earth sister says I live with my head in the clouds. And maybe I naively hoped for an out-of-this-world romance. What I didn't expect was an out-of-this-world brute.

He's the fae prince . . . and the prize for the Bride Games. Too bad I'm not interested. Does that stop him from coming into my life and forcing me to compete? No. Does that stop me from keeping up with my personal agenda? Also no. The competition is fierce and the contestants are even worse. As we enter each round of elimination, I wait for my dismissal. Returning home is my end goal. Not swooning over some fae.

With every glimpse, with every chance meeting, my dragon rages with carnal need, driving me to the brink of madness. She’s been able to hide her lineage from the humans here on Earth. But I know the secret she holds close to her heart.

I went to space looking for adventure, my job to protect the other women of the expedition. When gray aliens wake me from cryo in the middle of a market, it turns out I'm what's on sale. This sure isn't the fun I dreamed of!

Being pretty isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Nova Harbor would much rather be known for her brain than her symmetrical facial features, stunning bod, and eye-catching coloring. As a research scientist for the secret section of the US government known as the Division of Paranormal Creatures & Activities, or DPCA for short, getting the big boys to notice her achievements is a heck of a lot harder than getting them to notice her assets. She does all she can to stay professional, but frustrations run rampant when she’s forced to work with a snobby feline and his oversized ego.

My father’s dying wish was for me to bring our family back to its former glory. But the days of illegitimate business are long gone for families like mine. I prefer to live in the now. But some folks haven’t gotten the message. A shootout at one of my favorite haunts leaves me torn up and bleeding. I have no choice but to break into a basement apartment I thought was empty. Good thing I was wrong. The place is occupied and bonus, there’s a doctor in the house. A sexy doctor with impossibly dark eyes and a body made for sin. But will she keep my presence a secret?

Do I dare trust my heart to Secret Agent Gargoyle? Angie: When my beer kegs turn up missing days before a big event, I hire Monsters, PI to track down my beer. Who's assigned to my case? Tuvid, the gargoyle who wrongfully accused me of gnome-theft. Tuvid's seven feet of gargoyle muscles with a...

All girls dream of their wedding day. The dress, the flowers, the groom… Being sold to the cartel by their own father. My marriage is mutually beneficial. The cartel gains the legal protection my father offers as the Head of State, and the cartel can help my father with his not-so-legal issues. It's a win-win for everyone except me.

When I was ten, my mom bought me a pumpkin for Halloween. A year later, it transformed into a bizarre animal that I ended up raising as my dog. Except that it isn't a dog at all. My lazy, lovable pet Pumpkin turns out to be an extremely dangerous fighting machine that never should've been created. Now, those who made him steal him back, taking me along by mistake. I find myself on a haunted spaceship with no crew, hurtling through space with a destination unknown.

At 48, running a café while wrangling twin wolf toddlers was hard enough. Then fate decided to mate me with a rock star, just in time for Christmas. Welcome to my midlife crisis, holiday edition.