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My name is Cat McKenzie, and I need a vacation. It’s almost Christmas—my favorite time of the year—at least it would be, if it weren’t for the psychotic fae assassin trying to hunt me down and permanently punish me with a dirt-bed for interfering in his plot for revenge.

He could have been my hero. He saved my life that night, a beautiful dark angel slicing through my fear and the water, dragging me from its deadly clutches. He should have been my hero. I thought maybe he was.

Sometimes I wonder what my hockey career is worth. Blood, sweat, and tears, sure. But losing Ash? I can't.

I'll see you in Chicago. Those words echoed in Marisol Soltero's mind as she sprinted across Bogota. Back in Chicago, she waited outside Governor Sabrina Sloane's luxury condo, needing to see the woman she loved return to safety. But Sabrina didn't return. Not to Chicago and not to Marisol. That was six months ago. Now a series of disappearances in Humboldt Park provide the distraction Marisol needs. Her people are going missing. Snatched off the street right under her nose. Clues are sparse, but Marisol's gut tells her the culprit is her old enemy.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and I thought wood sprites weren’t a thing. Apparently, they are. Fun fact: they enjoy eating carrion, which was how I discovered the body of a hunter in the woods. The local werewolf pack confirms it’s a bad wolf doing the biting. Add two more to the body count, and we have a furry serial killer on our hands.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and despite what people might think, I don’t enjoy being chased down darkened streets at night by a 10-foot shadow man who can literally make me die of fright. Of course, that’s how all this started—the discovery of an underground fight club stocked completely with supernatural slaves. The plot thickens when seemingly unlinked murders start to form a pattern I begin to recognize.

Successful New York doctor Sydney Preston left the only man she ever loved to follow the path that her parents paved for her. When a tragic incident at the hospital threatens her life, Sydney moves to Virginia to rekindle the spark with her ex-fiance. However, Mitch isn't interested in reigniting the flame that fizzled out long ago. But Sydney hasn't come alone. When another incident threatens Sydney in Virginia, Mitch doesn't hesitate to protect her from the danger that follows her. In close proximity, they grow close again.

Irresistible playboy Jagger Talbot left his flashy life in New York to properly take care of Kaden, a little boy he vowed to raise, gaining custody when the Kaden's father died, and his mother ran off with another man. Starting over in Virginia seemed like the perfect beginning. But when the boy's mother comes back, clean and sober, fighting for custody, Jagger knows he needs a miracle to prove he's what the child needs. That miracle is Chelsea Beemer, sweet, perky kindergarten teacher.

Can there be peace without bloodshed? Now in control of a court, Faye allows those without magic entry, offering protection and sanctuary from those who possess it. But when her actions infuriate the old houses in Necromia, Faye is determined to rule without bloodshed and protect her people from the immortals who view the realm of Anaria as it has always been the peasant lands.

Family visits? Check. The dreaded finale on the horizon? Double-check. And to top it off, with Dawn missing, my mind's a mess. I can't shake her from my thoughts, and I've got looming eliminations breathing down my neck. Now I'm stuck at a crossroads – do I cling to the ghost of what we had, or do I dive into something new in the final weeks? Just when I think things can't get crazier, I tumble into the arms of an old love, throwing my heart into a wild tailspin.

Small-town girl Jade Fisher has sacrificed everything for her dream of a high-powered career in Los Angeles. Fresh out of grad school, she’s one step away from landing the perfect job as executive assistant to Simone Weiss, LA’s hotel queen. So when her friend invites her to the opening night of Club Velvet, a luxury club for women to explore their wildest desires, Jade decides to let loose a little, just this once.

A rookie cop. A team of supernatural detectives. A power hungry witch on a killing spree. My name is Cat McKenzie, and I’m in over my head.

With Thane’s memory restored, the demon pack heir is coming for me again. Despite the inexorable pull I feel toward my mate, my beautiful enemy, I won’t make the same mistake twice. He’s not the only one with power, and it’s time to take fate into my own hands.

Roman Sauveterre's search for his brother's killer, murdered while looking for the last two vampire hunters, has brought him to Gwyn Parsons. Where his brother and those before him have failed, Roman will not. Set to inherit leadership over his vampire coven, Roman must prove to his father he deserves it. Taking out the last threat to his people while avenging his brother's death should suffice. He knows everything there is to know about Gwyn and her father, far more than she seems to.

After getting my heart ripped out last season on Hitched, I finally get the chance to be the one in charge. I’m the new bachelor, and I get my pick of twelve smoking hot supernatural girls. My tiger and I plan on having the time of our lives. No commitment, no heartbreak, just casual hook-ups with no strings attached. Sound too good to be true? Damn, right it is.

Ruthless assassin Gabriel has little fear and even fewer scruples. Every head has a price, and every hunt is a thrill. He saunters through life on a tightrope, mocking fate and defying death with every step. So when he's forced to hunt down and deliver a prophesied blood sacrifice, Gabriel has no reason to expect trouble. Until he realizes just who the mark is—a wildcat of a woman with dark eyes and an even darker secret . . .

Faye agreed to her sister’s brilliant idea to sneak into the Hunter’s Moon ball. A night the vampires in attendance held sacred, lusting under the eerie glow of the blood red moon. Faye was no vampire. She wasn’t even a race that possessed magic. Her ceremony failed, marking her an Anarian. A mortal without magic. After a run in with the Shadow Prince, Faye begins dreaming of him. His yearnful gaze leaves her feeling cherished after she wakes. A pleasant daydream, since men like him didn’t exist. Not for women like her.

I was supposed to be the bachelor—the only bachelor. Now I'm sharing the gorgeous contestants with the tiger tool. It'll be fun he said, no attachment, no strings. Realms, was he wrong. With a bachelorette missing, the entire island is in an uproar, and I have a really bad feeling it’s all my fault. I may have ticked off a few demons on my rise to the top. And now, someone’s taking it out on the contestants.