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I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

Allie Rowe is in a bind after drunk raccoons do a number on her business, Sticky Sweet Bakery. With a major event coming up, she can't afford to be out of commission, but she can't afford to fix things, either. Her meddling father thinks he'll play matchmaker when he hires carpenter and bear shifter Dax Mitchell to lend a hand. She's already played the rejected mate game, and isn't going there again, thanks. Dax won't take no for an answer, though, making her wonder if he's helping from the kindness of his heart, or if he'll require some sort of repayment.

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Everything I know is a lie. I'm an ordinary mortal girl. Lord Irrik is a depraved dragon shifter. King Irdelron is an immortal tyrant. In the disease ridden land of Verald, life is mapped out much like the established rings of our kingdom. Everyone has a role. Me? I'll be uselessly serving potato stew for the rest of my life because I can't make anything grow. But starvation brews rebellion. When the king strikes, I'm captured by Lord Irrik. Instantly, I'm embroiled in a deadly game. One where I'm desperate to understand the rules.

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Nothing can end before it begins. My beginning started with the death of my best friend. And the kid he left behind...I had no idea what to do. But I made a promise. Jenkins was my responsibility. But he wasn't the only one I had. Raising a kid while being the president of the Ruthless Kings MC? The club had as much influence over him as I did.

Evil aliens plucked me from Earth and did terrible things. My alien rescuers say they want to help, but my body can’t help but shy away. But the more Coplan helps me recover, the more my mind starts to open up. He promises me that the sooner I tell him about what happened, the sooner I can go home.

When I discover a shapeshifting serial killer is targeting human women in my city, I have to go after him. Even though he's more powerful than me. Even though there's a connection between us. He believes he's only taking out the trash, that the women he slaughters deserve their punishment. Too bad for him no one else agrees. And too bad for us that stopping him is nearly impossible.

Twelve years ago, I was hobbled by my alpha, cast out of my pack, and forced into an unfriendly world without any protection. Despite being unable to shift, I have talents the others don't have. I can see the spirits of dead people, for one. And I have a knack for fighting rogue supernaturals. My ex-alpha will never let me back in, but there's another alpha in the city. Something has been killing his wolves, and he wants me to destroy it before it takes another one. He'll triple my going rate—but that's not the thing that makes me agree to help him. He says he can free my wolf.

Zaria was just a normal woman, living a simple life—until demons burst through her door and ate her heart. Reborn from tragedy, Zaria rises from the ashes as a Core, but with a twist. A rare mutation has turned her into a Mutant Core, destined to explode unless she forms a bond with a human witch to become a Striga. Her mutation? Legs. With the power of a full dungeon compressed into a walking house that is her body, Zaria sets out on a journey to find her Striga and avoid detonation. Along the way, she battles demons, builds her dungeon, and feeds her mimic mobs.

Henry Lennox is a powerful man with unique tastes. He sits atop a media empire that he has built from the ground up. Surrounded by only the most beautiful and talented of women, he enjoys both success and excess.

A weekend with friends, fun in the sun, and huge, naked orcs. What could be better? That's what three suburban elves think when they book a trip to an orc nudist resort, well-known for its libidinous residents and hedonistic parties. Ris, Lurielle, and Silva arrive with plans to sample the DTF locals and work on their tans, not catch feelings. When Lurielle meets a syrupy-voiced gentleman who seems interested in more than just a weekend fling, she finds sticking to the plan is easier said than done.

I can't believe I was duped into spending the Christmas holidays with my stepbrother. I never wanted to see him again. Not after he humiliated me two years ago. Before we became step-siblings, I was foolish enough to fall for his pretense of having feelings for me, which I, too, had for him.But it all turned out to be a cruel joke, leaving me emotionally scarred, I have hated him ever since. Now our parents are married and I find out that we will be spending an entire week together.

Mom and dad left us without any warning, without the chance to say goodbye. Overnight, all I have left is my baby brother, Charlie. But now, he has fallen ill, and death is calling. There’s only one way I know to save him.... Zare, the head of the biker gang. But men like him never come without a price; there’s always trouble. If I agree to be his wife, he’ll take care of Charlie’s medical bills. I’m ready to take the offer and accept him as he is...as long as he keeps his promise.

There are daywalkers in Jakeston, and the council wants me to stake them all before they can do more damage. The daywalkers are feeding, but they're leaving no proof of their grisly meals. These baddies don't do frenzied, public attacks. They're devouring humans to grow their power. And somewhere out there is the magic that's keeping them going. If I find that charger, whatever it is, the daywalkers will weaken. But how can I find something when I don't even know what it is I'm looking for?

For the last two years, I've told myself she’s off limits. That a man like me, can't be with a woman her age. Then my little maniac turned 18...and I gave in to my temptation. I shouldn't have, but now it's too late. She's mine now, and I'll never let her go. Then one of the biggest sinners in Vegas thought he could just take her. He's forgetting; it's my job to protect her. Mine. Now, I'm going to burn this city to the ground. I'll reap havoc until my little maniac is back in my arms.

Anthony was my best friend and the first boy I ever kissed. The first boy I ever loved. I always thought we would be together. Then, he left town, and I never heard from him again. Now, there’s a new doctor at the hospital in the department where I work, and I can’t believe who it is. It’s Anthony.

I made a mistake. At sixteen years old I fell for the wrong man. Callum Torrio. Ruthless billionaire. Dangerous villain. My best friend's father. At twenty one, I gave up hope that he would ever notice me. He’s twenty years older than me and an arms dealer for the mob. The smart choice would be to forget he ever existed. But that’s not possible. His icy blue gaze, sculpted physique, and huge rough hands play a vivid part in my dreams.

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As president of the Satan’s Devils MC, I can have every and any woman I choose, and I do. That’s how I got my name. But I’m happy with the variety; I know I’d never find a woman my equal to be my old lady. Then I meet her, on the road to my compound, standing beside a goddamn Vincent Black Shadow, one of the most iconic bikes of all time. When she tells me she’s Viper’s daughter, I know she has to be lying.