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In the newest version of her vampiric life, Elizabeth DeMaigne is the guardian of Seattle’s underworld. Responsible for the lives of both immortal predators and human prey, Elizabeth has a singular goal - to maintain balance at any cost. When Adam Montrose accidentally unleashes an ancient evil on the city, she is compelled to undo the damage he has done, dragging the luscious human along for the ride. The one problem? Adam Montrose refuses to be controlled. And in their struggle for power, attraction threatens to become as consuming as the insatiable god they must stop.

She called it a cruel seduction meant to take what belongs to another. I call it taking back what belongs to me. Because from the start she was mine. From the moment I saw her photo, she was mine. When her dark eyes narrowed on me, she was mine. Even before she gave herself to me, she was mine. And she always be mine.

I was 17 when my daddy gave me to Torch, who inked me, kissed me, then watched me walk away. I was supposed to return after I graduated, but instead I ran. Now I'm back, ready to face whatever fate awaits me. He's probably pissed, and rightly so. It was only supposed to be a short separation, but three years have passed. I expected yelling, maybe some public humiliation. It never occurred to me he'd kiss me so deeply, so passionately that I'd be begging for more. He'll be my first, my last, my only...because I'm his, and he's never going to let me forget it.

All her life, Sheriff's Deputy Rachel Kent has dreamed of becoming one of the immortal Magekind witches who protect humanity from itself. But first she must prove herself to the handsome vampire whose job is to decide whether she'll become a danger to those she's supposed to save. Nathaniel Alard is a Court Seducer who has been sent to trigger Rachel's witchy transformation by making love to her three times. The problem is, gaining such incredible powers may drive Rachel insane and force Nathaniel to kill her. Otherwise she may kill him - and anyone else who gets in her way.

The original sin was a cruel seduction meant to take what belonged to another. That's the game Michael Killian intends to play when he kidnaps my husband and demands my soul in exchange for his freedom. He wants me as his pawn between silken sheets. An object of revenge. There's just one thing he should remember. The snake was the devil's pawn too. And snakes bite.

Angel: I’m a teacher. Or rather, I want to be. Fresh out of college, I went on a date with the wrong man and ended up drugged and helpless in a really bad place. The motorcycle club I was taken to was no place for a woman, as I found out the hard way. They thought I was helpless, but I managed to get away - only to stumble onto three kids who need me as a teacher. The problem? They’re with another club. I can’t leave them until I’m convinced they're safe. Unfortunately, the club president doesn’t like me much. He’s also the hottest man I’ve ever come across.

I might live in a mansion in South Florida, but my daddy was a biker, and I was definitely daddy's girl. When I found out my mom and stepdad had something horrible planned for me, I ran. Straight to the Dixie Reapers - the only place I'd ever thought of as home - but it wasn't my daddy's arms I ended up in.

No one dominates me. Not the supermodels I’ve slept with, not the rich women whose necks I’ve dressed in diamonds. So, imagine my surprise when I get a drunken e-mail from an employee I’ve never met, containing not one, but dozens of erotic stories, all starring yours truly. And in every one of them, I’m a submissive. I should let it go, but I can’t. This woman needs to learn that John King gets spanked by no one.

My name is Finn. I’m the broken one, the one everyone worries about, the one who’ll probably never have it all together. I’m the quiet one. My eyes don’t smile. My heart doesn’t love. I was hurt the most, and I’ll never recover. Those are their words. They aren’t mine. The truth is, nobody really knows who I am - not a damned soul - and they probably never will. I’m tired of people feeling sorry for me. I’m tired of living under the Knight command, keeping the reputation. Maybe, just maybe, I’d like to be something else - because screw the Knight name.

Some things are best left alone. I know this. I should stand by it. That would be the safest option. But, well, I just can’t do that - because the thing I should leave alone...is everything. It’s the reason I breathe. It’s the reason I keep putting one foot in front of the other. I need help. I know it, but nobody wants to step up. The case is too hard. There’s nothing they can do. And then I meet them - bikers, the Knight Brothers.

I’ve always held my own. I’m determined. I’m happy. I’m strong. But not right now - right now I’m weak, pathetic. I screwed up. I screwed up in a way I can’t fix. I destroyed someone. I stomped on a heart. I broke the one rule all women should live by. There’s no coming back from it. Yet, I can’t seem to find the strength to stop. Nicolai - that name, it ruins me.

Brody - that’s the name that left my lips so many times, the name that stole my heart, the name that made me into the woman I am today, the name that eventually shattered my world so completely. He built me up, with love and desire - and then his darkness tore me down. Now he’s gone, out there trying to fight a battle that isn’t his to fight. He’ll die. No truer words have ever been spoken.

Rules. Some people say they are meant to be broken, but not these ones. These are designed to protect me, to make sure I never feel the pain I did almost ten years ago. The dull but present pain I still feel every time my past taunts me. From the loyalties that have remained broken, I built my walls high and tall, creating these rules to make sure all hearts, most of all mine, will stay guarded. That was the plan at least, until she came along.

I've lived most of my life as a recluse because leaving my house means being bombarded with visions of the possible futures that exist with every step I take. If that person crosses the road here, they live, but if they go to the traffic lights at the corner, they'll get hit by someone running the red.

Josh is a werewolf who suddenly has extra, unexpected, and totally untrained powers. He is not happy about it - or about the evil jackasses who keep attacking him, trying to steal his magic. Forced to seek help, Josh is sent to an unexpected ally for training. Deena is a priestess with more than her share of magical power and a unique ability that has made her a target. She welcomes Josh, seeing a kindred soul in the lone werewolf. She knows she can help him...If they can survive their enemies long enough.

I've been called a lot of things in my life. Enforcer. Savage. Monster. None of them bothers me. I know what I am. I am the iron fist of the Knights of St. Boniface Motorcycle Club. I protect the club and keep my family safe. What don't I do? Get involved. Until her. She's trouble in torn denim, cowboy boots, and a smile I can't get out of my head. I should walk away. But I can't. Even when I know she'll ruin me.

After an accident kills her parents, Malia's life is turned upside down—taken to an academy she's never heard of, surrounded by people with powers she didn't know existed, preparing for a war that started centuries before she was born. She doesn't want to fight. She doesn't want destiny. But when the strange dreams haunting her begin to blur with reality, Malia realizes her fate may be more tangled with the coming war than she dares admit.

Some warriors fight for glory. He fights for her. Dernin was born to protect, not to entertain a bloodthirsty crowd. Captured on Jorvla and forced into a brutal underground fighting ring, he's spent months battling for survival. Until his next match comes with a prize he never expected. Alaysia never believed in heroes. Sold as a trophy for the tournament's victor, she refuses to be another man's possession. But when a golden-scaled warrior steps between her and a monster, she sees a different kind of power.

Niri Healer Nirrn lives by logic, order, and the healer's oath. But everything unravels the moment he stumbles upon Islae—an underground human medic risking her life to treat the forgotten and discarded. She's reckless. Stubborn. And maddeningly brilliant as well as beautiful. When her illegal clinic is destroyed, Nirrn does the unthinkable: he brings her into his world. Now they're on the run, hunted by a corrupt system that sees their bond as a threat.

The GodKing ordered me to slay the sorceress Sylvanna and retrieve the Heart of the Eclipse—a legendary artifact said to shape fate itself. Failure was not an option. But when I found her, her Shadow Magic overwhelmed my Celestial Light. I alone bear the Holy Fire, yet I was powerless against her. She offered me a deal: take her Oath of Submission and serve her for a time, and she would grant me a chance at the Heart. I had no choice but to obey. I never expected to crave it.