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Hunkering down under the guise of a humble innkeeper, Damon Al-Kendras continues to live a relatively peaceful life alongside his family. The days pass in a routine mixture of simple chores—serving drinks, wiping down the bar, and, of course, feeding the beautiful blood-sucking monster hidden in the basement. Like so many things in life, change is inevitable. Damon struggles to juggle Lilian’s growing hunger, new taxes levied by the town, and the watchful eyes of a woman with way too much free time on her hands.

Damon returns to Veridan’s Curve after his world breaking battle and surveys the damage.

I didn't ask to be rescued. I was doing fine on my own, even if I had just lost my job, dumped my ex and taken a wrong turn down a dark alley. So when Carrarr thinks I need saving and sweeps me up in his huge claws, what am I supposed to do? Say no to this damaged, vicious, and sweet as candy gargoyle who only wants to prove to his mates he's worthy of their love?

Aeryx is a warrior in Morozko’s army, yearning to destroy those who brought ruin to his home. But when duty brings him to the human world, he encounters a problem. An intoxicating problem he wants nothing to do with.

I'm less than a week away from being crowned king. To celebrate my last days of freedom, I'm indulging in all kinds of hedonistic activities—including attending the coveted Virgin Auction. When I see Izzy on stage, I forget where I am. She's gorgeous. I must have her. At any cost. Even if only for three weeks. Even if it can only ever be temporary. And especially because it's the last time I can do something for myself and not what's best for my country. I'm bound by duty and honor, but for the next few weeks I get to have my American cake and eat her too.

I'd heard the rumors about the sub-basement at Prometheus Labs. Now, with my student debts mounting and my funding in doubt, I have no choice but to take Professor Castaban's creepy assignment. Which is when I discover the rumors were true. They're keeping a monster in a cage. And I'm supposed to study him.

Madam Alexa learned the hard way to stay away from the opposite sex. She deals with men and takes their money, but doesn't fall for them. Ever. And, she certainly doesn't screw them—that is, until a billionaire Texan, who proposes a male virgin auction, catches her attention in every way possible. If the deal works, she'll make enough money to retire and walk away from everything—no regrets.

The dark elf will not harm my baby! I was so in love with the dark elf general. But then he went to war and died-leaving me to fend for myself. His enemies were circling and I needed to flee. To protect myself . . . and the baby growing inside of me. But his enemies lied. He never died. He came back. And was told that I had fled.

The dark elf, Imris, saw me. Chased me. Won me. After I gave in . . . he left me. Not just heartbroken. But also . . . pregnant. A year later, I've moved on and am thriving. Life is hard. But good. And then Imris comes back. He says he never wanted to be sent away. That he fought to come back to me. He says he still loves me. Dare I trust him? Or is it an act? Will he leave again? Do I risk falling in love with him again? And more importantly . . . do I risk letting my kids love him too?

Once a celebrated pastry chef, Jocelyn Dupree is rebuilding her life. A horrific work experience has left her battered but not broken. She arrives in Hawaii ready to rebuild her life and career. Romance...that's just not that important right now.

Ferris was nothing but a heartbroken human before he met a sweet vampire who saved him from death. So when she was locked away by the vicious Queen of Hearts, he had no problem leaving his grief-stricken past behind to become immortal and rescue her. Now, Ferris will need to save her from something new—herself.

Living in a town turned monstrous didn't leave much hope for finding love, especially when you unexpectedly wound up with horns and flames swirling in your eyes. Koen Kelly didn't think he'd find a ray of sunshine to ever break through his grumpiness. Then he met Soraya Lovejoy.

I've longed to hear the words of love from a good man. A dependable man. For so long, I didn't believe I'd ever deserve more than what I'd been offered. He made me see I was wrong. I deserved love. Happiness. Him. Brantley Marbury. The hero I didn't know I needed. The man who stole my heart with a simple touch, sweet words, and a flaming desire to claim me. The thing with happiness, though, is that it can be ripped away at a moment's notice.