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Murderbot wasn’t programmed to care. So, its decision to help the only human who ever showed it respect must be a system glitch, right? Having traveled the width of the galaxy to unearth details of its own murderous transgressions, as well as those of the GrayCris Corporation, Murderbot is heading home to help Dr. Mensah—its former owner (protector? friend?)—submit evidence that could prevent GrayCris from destroying more colonists in its never-ending quest for profit. But who’s going to believe a SecUnit gone rogue? And what will become of it when it’s caught?

No, I didn't kill the dead human. If I had, I wouldn't dump the body in the station mall. When Murderbot discovers a dead body on Preservation Station, it knows it is going to have to assist station security to determine who the body is (was), how they were killed (that should be relatively straightforward, at least), and why (because apparently that matters to a lot of people—who knew?) Yes, the unthinkable is about to happen: Murderbot must voluntarily speak to humans! Again!

Amber is the werebear daughter to the chief of her clan. She is considered the clan's princess and has already been promised to Koda another werebear in her clan who is next in line to be chief. Amber is against her father's archaic ideologies, and she constantly rebels against his rules and sneaks away. On the night she went for a run, she comes upon a river and encounters an awfully friendly cougar who she just thinks is a sweet kitty.

Supernatural hunters Owen and Grayson were on a mission. The last thing they expected was to add a couple of witches to their personal crusade. But is it possible for hunters and witches to put their differences aside for the sake of finding justice? If Owen and Grayson ever want to find the truth behind their best friend's murder, that's a question they're going to have to find out the hard way.

My whole world changed when I stepped inside the academy. Nothing is right about this place or the other students in it. Here I am, a mere mortal among gods...or monsters. I still can't decide which of these warring factions I belong to, if I belong at all. I only know the one thing that unites them is their hatred of me. Then there's Jaxon Vega. A vampire with deadly secrets who hasn't felt anything for a hundred years. But there's something about him that calls to me, something broken in him that somehow fits with what's broken in me. Which could spell death for us all.