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The darkness is coming for Annwyn. Veyka Pendragon must stand with her friends spread across the realms, her mate lost to her, her heart in shreds.

After two years of culinary grind, I was about to land my dream job. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could dampen my spirits. Or so I thought... until fate decided to hit me with a dirty little plot twist. My cozy, one-bedroom cabin rental is double-booked. With whom, you ask? None other than my ex, the NHL star with a knack for making headlines from his off-field conquests since we called it quits.

Make a good first impression, they say, especially when you're desperate for work. How about when you walk into the interview for executive assistant at the Colchester Mountain Resort, and you come face to face with the ridiculously gorgeous, infuriating brute you just accidentally knocked over on the slopes? I should have walked out the second he called me Blunder Bunny. I shouldn't have stared at his muscles underneath his impeccable suit. And I definitely should have run the moment he made me almost beg for the job.

I made a deal with a sorcerer. I'll help him stop an evil nobody even knows exists yet. In exchange, he'll set me free of the monster that lives inside me. Sounds like a sweet deal, right? I thought so, but there's one thing I forgot to think about: Ax Creed.

He’s my ex-boyfriend’s uncle. The man who dropped us off at prom. And I can’t stop thinking about him.

Serena is my bonded spirit. The first time I saw Serena I was mesmerized by the water nymph playing naked in the stream. I knew immediately that she was mine. As a human, she’s not aware of my lion. I make plans to share my secret and propose. Taking her to my favorite spot in the hills for a special date. But before I can claim her as my own, my father is murdered, and I become the prime suspect. They have issued a warrant for my arrest. My brothers convinced me to hide in the wilderness while they work to find the killer.

What would you do if your father gave away your hand in marriage to settle a gambling debt without your knowledge? Mine did exactly that. But I didn't get married, I conked the guy on the head, kicked my heels off, and hiked up my skirt. 'Chubby legs don't fail me now' is what I muttered just before I fled the little Woodland Church. The only problem is that I may have fled the flames but I jumped right into the fire when I threw myself in the middle of a lonely road into the path of an oncoming car.

Emery Darlis hates her job. She's a journalist stuck writing feel-good local stories for a web magazine, and she's grumpy about it. In fact, she's going to burn out quickly if she doesn't get to write something more interesting soon. Trevor Kovacic's coffee shop is failing. It's the place that houses all the memories of his family, and it's got two months, tops. He's trying to stay positive, but he needs a miracle. Emery and Trevor have nothing in common. That is, until they share an unforgettable one-night stand.

I will have to use all my intelligence training to solve the murder of my father and clear my brother’s name. My brother hired Kennedy Greyson, lawyer extraordinaire and my bonded spirit, to defend the family.

All we had to do was make it through the weekend. It should've been a breeze. A tattoo convention in Cancún with Toni Valentine, the toughest and sexiest tattoo artist in the world? It was a dream come true. It was my chance to show her how I'd grown. I came to work for her when I was just some kid from LA and she already had a spread in Maxim and a successful video stream, but over the past three years, we've gotten close. And I had plans for us to get even closer.

I've been alone for a long time, living a solitary existence in my cabin in the woods. My dream of falling in love and raising a family turned to ashes following the accident that turned me into a monster. What woman would want a hideous beast? But when I rescue a beautiful redhead, my heart and soul scream mine. Arya's emerald-green eyes and delectable curves spark desires I thought were long dead. She doesn't look at me with fear or disgust, and her soft touch makes me believe we're the only two beings in the world.

Lana: I’ve done everything right. Playing the part of the demure famiglia daughter, hiding my pain beneath makeup and pretty dresses. But marrying a man 10 years my senior? Whose words cut like knives and lips taste like poison? This is the one thing I can’t do. Naz: I’ve done nothing right. I’m not a virtuous man; I balance on the line between light and dark. My past is littered with sins. Each of them haunts me. I’m not worthy of the angel with long hair and hazel eyes. And yet, I’d burn the city to the ground to hold her in my arms. What’s a sinner to do?