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Everyone treats me differently now. Like I'm this broken doll with glue sealing the cracks. It's okay. I can handle their pitying stares. But not his. Not Nicoli's. I hate the way he looks at me like I'm this fragile thing he's too afraid to touch. I want him to love me the way he did before this nightmare started. He needs to realize that I'm stronger than he thinks. I'm not a victim, and I'm more than a survivor. I'm a fighter. And while Nicoli and his brothers hunt the man responsible, I'm plotting my own revenge. This isn't a Dark Sovereign war. It's mine.

Hayes Carver has the bad-boy reputation down to go with his scoring records and good looks. Everything changed after the game that destroyed his image and painted him as a dirty player. From the press and social media to his coach and teammates, the pressure is building, and he can't seem to escape the constant scrutiny. When his limits are tested, Hayes turns to me for a way out. He proposes that I play along as his fake girlfriend in hopes it changes the narrative and takes the pressure off him.

All I've ever wanted is to live in a fantasy world, and, yes, I am willing to sell my soul to a moth faerie prince to make that happen. Which is perfect because after I've accidentally, maybe, kinda, sorta hit one with my car, that's exactly what he asks for. My soul. And a kiss. But we won't talk about that. Because he told me not to. And I'm very good at keeping secrets. (Especially the one about how he flew into my headlights. I didn't immediately blurt that to his chihuahua shifter and vampire cat friends at all.)

Romance novels are my jam. And everyone knows the plucky assistant—that's me—always charms the billionaire in an office romance. Too bad Cooper Fallon has never read a romance novel. If he had, he'd know that if you take a fake date to a wedding, you're sure to fall for him. But I forget that when I take my work bestie, Tyler. In fact, after we dance, when he kisses me under the stars, I forget my own name.

It should have been a harmless swindle. A survival tactic, plain and simple. Because I, Rhea Thorn, am a survivor. At least, I thought I was… Until I conned a psycho. After a meaningless one-night stand, I emptied his wallet and fled before the morning sun. By that night, I had seventeen missed calls and a broken window with a note: You can keep what you stole, but I get you in return. Everywhere I go, he's there—blurring the vision between right and wrong while enticing me with his sultry blue eyes. Alaric promised me I'd never forget him. I'm beginning to fear he's right.

Sol is desperate to renew herself, but she remains trapped in the past, with her dark magic slowly consuming her. Each day, a little more of her light fades, and every day, her bond with Hector yearns for their reunion, needs their reunion. When she finally reunites with Everly, their joy is short-lived as they are abducted by the Hematites, who demand that Sol steal an ancient relic from the Bloodstone. After she fails to deliver what they want quickly enough, they kidnap Everly.

This is not a fish out of water, enemies to lovers romantasy. This is me—a barely functional adult—attempting to live my best life, which consists solely of reading books, eating cheese, and falling asleep on the couch. It does not include making friends with werewolf chihuahuas, meeting a moth faerie prince, or defeating a boogeyman.

Forgive me. Those were the first words Santos Augustine spoke to me before we sealed an unbreakable oath. A contract signed in blood binding me to him as payment for my father’s sins. Wearing the mask of legitimacy, this powerful crime family has returned to Avarice to punish those who have wronged them and take what they’ve always been denied, a place among the elite. Forced to marry my enemy, I’m thrust into his world of secrets and betrayals. My husband is a dangerous man. And he has dangerous enemies. But it’s when I’m attacked that his fury is unleashed.

Olivia Strauss is turning thirty-nine. No major milestone. She still considers herself young. At least young enough to assume she has decades (emphasis on the plural) to check the unchecked boxes of her life’s to-do list. Ballerina? Too late. But not too late for poet. Or for reigniting the romantic spark in her marriage, spending more quality time with her son, switching careers, learning to cook, or even dyeing her hair a bright bohemian pink. She’ll get to that one. There’s time—until Olivia’s best friend, Marian, gives her a birthday present she could have lived without.

As Moriel's reincarnation nears, Lyr is determined to fulfil her oath: harness the power of the red shard and defeat him. But Lyr has uncovered the Empire's darkest secret—her cousin Jules still lives and the Emperor is enslaving vorakh for their forbidden magic. Now, she's vowed to bring the Empire to its knees. But freeing the realm will require more power than even Lyr and Rhyan combined possess. Their only opportunity is to make a far more sinister deal with the person who has the most to gain—and the person Rhyan trusts the least.

Lyr has only three months to prepare for a test that will decide her fate. Despite Rhyan's promise of additional training, her life has never been in more danger, and her enemies inch closer every day. Staying safe means more time under Rhyan's protection. But the closer they become, the more their desire ignites, and the harder it becomes to resist temptation. Secrets can only remain hidden for so long.

Blindsided by betrayal and stripped of their royal titles, Lyr and her sisters' only hope of survival is to throw themselves into the Bamarian Court. Struggling to hide their illegal magic while living amongst their enemies. But the Imperators are determined to set their plans into motion, with Lyr's true identity placing her at the centre of their twisted game. As Morgana's magic intensifies to its breaking point, she comes face to face with the Lumerian Empire's most insidious secret - one that threatens all their lives.

Lady Lyriana Batavia is third in line to the Seat of Power in Bamaria. And with the most eligible bachelor and master mage, Lord Tristan Grey, soon to be her fiancé—life is perfect. But at the ceremony that should have revealed her power, she uncovers something else entirely—Lyr is powerless. Faced with uncertainty, Lyr has no choice but to accept a deadly offer. She has seven months to train as one of the kingdom's most brutal warriors—the Sotrui—and survive training at the academy.

When the goddess Demeter shows up to a party on Olympus in Hades' signature color, he decides to react to the slight by stealing her beloved swan. However, as soon as they cross into the Underworld, the swan changes into a woman revealing that she is Persephone, daughter of Demeter. Eager to continue his plot to annoy Demeter, Hades agrees to help Persephone break the curse on her, but he soon finds that she is nothing like he expected. What starts as a harmless revenge scheme turns into something else entirely.

I'm the daughter of a ruthless criminal on a quest to outrun my past. He's the undercover detective I'm trying to put in my rear view. After a lifetime of being tailed by my father's bodyguards, all I want is my freedom and independence. Illegal street racing gives me the rush I crave. I live for the speed, the hint of danger, and being just on the edge of losing control. So the last thing I need is to run into Deacon Ramsey when I'm breaking the law. Again. I don't care how hot he is or how tempted I am to kiss him. Again.

I walk into the most important meeting of my life—the one that's going to make or break my career—and he's here. The sexy charmer I met in the hailstorm outside. The guy so temptingly tasty I forgot myself, forgot I didn't do things like that, and asked him out. The worst part? He turned me down. And now he's here in my meeting. He's not charming. He's cranked off. Because of me. Well, guess what? It's not the first time I've made a tech bro cranky. Just because I wear skirts doesn't mean I'm going to let them think I'm any less of a programmer than they are.

An ancient curse. Two families bound. A forbidden love. When the Wildbloods presented their daughters to me on the night of the Tithing, they knew what was to come for the chosen girl. The crescent moon that marked Willow made her mine. I had no choice but to take her. Destiny determined our fates long before we were born, laying our roles out for us. A Sacrifice would be made. A Tithe paid. Only then would our families be free, at least until the next payment came due. I would have done my duty as Penitent. I tried.

When my chihuahua turns into my celebrity crush, it's like a fanfiction come to life. Not my fanfiction, mind you. I could never write the Doliver Talon eating dog food, submitting himself to tiny costumes, or gnawing on chicken feet under my bed without his millions of fangirls going feral. To put it plainly, self-preservation forbids me from upsetting the twelve-year-old masses…

Connor Vincent. Gifted artist. A beautiful liar with the soul of a poet. The cunning thief who stole my heart. And an addict. Once upon a time, my foolish heart believed that my love could fix him. How very wrong I was. We soared to the greatest heights and crashed to the lowest depths. Starting over wasn't possible.

Keira Garrison has never known affection from her husband. After being tricked into giving up her family ranch, she finds herself lost and miserable in an unhappy marriage. But one night, she meets the arresting Gerard Sovereign, her husband’s rival and the owner of the biggest cattle ranch in Montana. Sparks fly. Their chemistry is undeniable.