Hayden Crowe fronts an all-girls band down in Austin, Texas. Between tending bar so her sister can stay in school and dealing with the fallout after their addict father skipped town, she hasn't exactly had time to join the social media freakout over the recent outing of vampires and werewolves. Her world comes crashing down the night she's attacked in an alley after a gig and bitten by a feral werewolf. Unable to return home for fear of hurting her sister, and with a message scrawled across her arm warning HOSPITALS NOT SAFE, Hayden is left with just one option. Him.

As a prince of the fae High Court, Asher Heath has always been caught between two worlds, the kingdom of faerie where his fire magic is unparalleled and the human realm where he works as a firefighter. But two months ago, he lost control of a blaze his fae magic was supposed to contain, with tragic results. With his magic poisoned by a demon curse, he can't risk getting close to anyone including Gwyn, the fierce and beautiful dragon shifter he encounters out in a thunderstorm in the woods. But trouble has followed Asher to Everwood Falls.

Mysteriously, near a small Montana town where shifters live and ranch among the humans, livestock are simply just disappearing. The two packs in the area, the Silverclaws and the Swift Creek pack, having been rivals for generations, need to join forces. Elena, sister of the Alpha of the Swift Creek pack is known for her mischievous trouble-making ways among the ranks but when she walks onto Silverclaw territory she is overcome by the strongest pull she has ever felt.

I was a workaholic executive—until I almost died. It took a near-death experience to get my priorities straight, And I knew big changes had to be made. Priority #1 was spending more time with my kids and mother, So I quit my job and bought a beach house on Cape Cod. With the sun on my face and my toes in the sand, I met one of the beach rangers, Who turned out to be the hot single dad next door. Dylan helped me move some furniture, And I offered him dinner to thank him for his trouble— Not knowing it would end with dessert.

Lea Wylder has spent so long hunting werewolves that now one is stalking her in her sleep. In the unforgiving forests of the north, shape-shifting wolves have enslaved the sole human city for hundreds of miles, driving survivors up into the mountains. When Lea tracks a shifter and finds him caught in a trap, she’s convinced he’s the white wolf from her dreams. Not that it matters. He’s one of them. And they’re at war.

When my husband ran off with our saloon’s hostess, I left Montana, joining my college-aged son in Oregon. Eugene’s a far cry from my little hometown, But I did my best to blend in with the locals, And tried heading out for a jog. I thought I saw a hippie gathering deep into the trail— Until they changed into a pack of wolves.

I am Zane, the secretive lurker within dark shadows, undead owner of the Scarlet Fang Nightclub. My existence changes forever as I audition new singers for the club. She walks in… it was like being struck by heated lightning. My undead heart thumps once then twice inside my chest. There is something about her….a distant memory, never forgotten. I glance at her name on the audition sheet and my cold blood runs hot. Vanessa Morton.

My brother’s best friend shattered my heart when he left to chase a dream of shoulder pads and glory. Now he’s back, but even worse, so is my crush. I’m not in love with Mason Sanderson anymore, so I keep telling myself. It doesn’t matter that he’s the face of every hero in any romance novel I’ve ever read. My new next-door neighbor is not the man of my dreams. The flutters and butterflies when I see him around don’t mean anything. As his best friend’s little sister, I’m the perfect choice when he needs a date for his former team’s fundraising event.

Working in the lodge’s kitchen, my job is to keep the food coming and make the guests happy. Every morning, when the older, rugged ranger comes in for breakfast, I can’t stop my heart from racing. David is completely off-limits—he’s my boss’s brother, and one wrong move could ruin everything. The way his eyes linger on me, like he’s imagining all the things he wants to do…it makes me wonder if taking the risk might be worth it.

As a witch, I have a healthy dislike for the undead. While they can turn a human, their venom kills those of us with power. At least that was true until I was attacked by a rogue and transitioned into a vampire. Now the entire supernatural community wants answers, including the vampire overseer who had a surprising reaction to my unnatural rebirth. In addition to my sexy undead leader, I am assigned a death dealer mentor to investigate the reason I was targeted and protect my family.

He broke the code. Prom Night my brother’s best friend took my innocence then ditched me. He was six years older and my secret crush. We did the deed, but he didn’t expect to fall in love. Terrified of my brother, he took off, so I never knew the truth. Years later, I hunt him down, pretending to break into his skyscraper. Forced to face his symphony of mistakes, he confesses his feelings. While hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, I’d changed, but he was still under my spell.

I’m a space pirate, and that means I’m used to finding myself in some pretty hairy situations. But getting abducted and imprisoned inside a remote experimental lab? Yeah, I think this takes the cake. Then there’s my neighbor in the cell next door, Xavier. Despite being a smoking hot alien, he’s a brooder with a pronounced contempt for pirates like me. But that distaste can’t hide the look in his eyes when I’m forced to shower in front of him.

Becoming a vampire is not the debutante party I'd hoped for. I'm being hunted by my enemies and cast aside by my friends. The night court runs on betrayals and secrets. As its newest, sparkling addition, I can't trust anyone. Especially not them.

Detective Samantha Nightshade's life takes a turn for the supernatural when her boyfriend Damon reveals his true nature—by turning her into a vampire. But the undead don't get sick days, and Samantha is thrust into a high-profile murder case the very next morning. Art collector Albert Rothschild is found dead in a gallery, drained of blood with telltale fang marks on his neck. As Samantha investigates, she must navigate her new nocturnal nature while keeping her partner in the dark. With each clue, she's drawn deeper into a shadowy world where art, murder, and vampires collide.

Forensic scientist Brody Whalen is NOPDs new kid on the block. He’s good at his job, having helped the FBI solve a few high-profile murders. A family inheritance brings him to the Big Easy and he’s looking forward to just working in the laboratory for a while. But he discovers something bone-chilling while investigating the death of a homeless man, something that ties multiple cases together.

Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.