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You'd think that basically being in charge of love would be an epic job, right? Wrong. Sure, I can blow some Lust into people's faces and watch the show, but I can't actually participate. It gets old, trust me. Same goes for love. I can pass it out like sugar-free lollipops at a dentist's office, but I can't get any love for myself. It totally sucks. I used to consider myself a hopeless romantic, so why wouldn't I choose to become a cupid? Sounds like a good idea, right? Wrong again. They don't call us stupid cupids for nothing.

I've spent my life dreaming of soulmates and storybook endings—of finding a pack, an omega, a place to belong. But that kind of ending? It was never meant for someone like me. Pastel sweaters. Romance novels. Crying at weddings. No one sees the alpha inside me—not even me. I've been raising my siblings since I was a teen, walking on eggshells around controlling parents who ruled with fear. They never let me grow into my instincts. And now? I'm terrified I'll become just like them.

Lola Barnes only wants one thing: to get her life under control. No more chasing alphas who abuse and toss away betas like her. No more hiding in her cousin’s apartment licking wounds that won’t heal. Armed with her dream job and her less than dreamy apartment, Lola is ready to start a new chapter of her life without alphas. But that’s easier said than done when one stumbling incident after another leads Lola closer to an alluring pack of captivating men.

After a lifetime of believing no one would ever want an alpha like me, I've finally found where I belong—with Grif, Jonas, Dean, and AJ. They see me. Choose me. Love me. Not in spite of who I am, but because of it. I thought claiming my pack would be the hardest part. But love doesn't protect us from the world. And the world doesn't know what to do with an alpha who leads with love.

When my family died at the hands of a demon prince, I hung up my exorcist hat. I’d failed to protect them, and while I was willing to risk myself, the price had risen too high. Now I’m serving up hot, fresh pizzas to everyone who wants them. I was the only person left to inherit the family business, and I’m doing my best to keep it up and running in honor of my loved ones. These days, my biggest challenge is telling off a rampaging customer, and endless paperwork. That is, until he shows up again.

Shane is second to one of the strongest alphas on the West Coast. After a decade of in fighting and challenges, they finally have a good leader, but he still has issues controlling his wolf. Peace and prosperity doesn't calm the storm inside like the human woman Bonnie does. Bonnie's best friend, Amelia, is now mated to an alpha and a wolf shifter. It all seems so surreal and unbelievable - Bonnie can't come to terms with any of it. She feels alone in the world, until Shane shows her that the paranormal isn't just a bed time story.

Seven years. Seven years since those two pink lines changed everything. Seven years since Maron Korolev vanished without a trace. The palace that was my gilded prison? Empty. The man who made me scream his name? Gone. Or so I thought. Because lately, I've been seeing ghosts. A black car following me home. A shadow that looks too familiar. A silhouette that can't be real.

Artificial intelligence (AI) was nearly mankind’s last invention. AI took off like a rocket, then when it racked up an impressive death toll, it crashed before it could blossom and took most high-tech industries with it. Resistance and fears became deep-set. Two decades after the infamous Rev. 4.6 incidents, humanity hasn’t quit dreaming of the wealth and power that could be at their fingertips. A new generation of mega corporations rose from the ashes.

I accidentally sent my nudes to my boss. And a video too as I'm flicking my bean and um... "thinking" about him. And now, I'm pregnant with his baby. It's all my ex's fault. I was just desperately trying to revive our dying love life. So, I took some photos of myself, hit the wrong button, and the whole thing turned into a disaster. My ex broke up with me and my nudes ended up on my boss' computer. As for Maron Korolev, he's more than just my boss. He's tall, handsome, dark, and hard... in all the right places. And he's been my darkest fantasy ever since he hired me.

Heaven and Hell are after us, and I’m yearning for some hot gooey cheese, the smell of marinara, and the heat of my pizza ovens. It’s not safe for my employees if I show up at work, but laying low isn’t my style. When an archangel grabs my demon prince, I’m itching for a fight. As my magical powers evolve, I’m more than willing to go on the offensive, but that isn't what fate intends. Instead of fighting to get my prince back, I’m searching for the battery of souls fueling Mammon's campaign to conquer Hell.

I was born in the seventh circle of Hell to two demons of noble lineage. Know what that means? Squat. My brimstone birth certificate and five bucks might get me a cup of coffee from Starbucks. The minute I was born, they handed me off to a wet nurse, sent me to earth, and left me to fend for myself. I suppose, I should thank them. They taught me at an early age that there is nothing in either world more important than self-sufficiency.

I was an exorcist, one of the best. When things got hot, I got out. I wasn’t fast enough, and I ended up with nothing but my parents’ old pizza parlor. Then my ex-best friend Darius wandered back into my life needing my skills. Innocent lives were in danger and I couldn’t say no. That dragged me deeper into the occult than I ever thought possible, and I can’t see a way back out. There’s upheaval in the demonic world and it’s spilling onto Earth and into my life; including stealing away my incubus boyfriend.

Note to my stupid cupid self: The next time I go and anchor myself to a hot covey, make sure those anchors aren't about to compete in a fight to the death. Yeah. Total downer. I have a body now, and I don't intend to lose it. I also don't intend to lose the genfins that I've grown so attached to. So it's time to return to the kingdom island and hope like hell that my guys make it through the royal trials of the culling. I also have to hope that the prince of the realm doesn't spot me. If he does, I'm pretty sure I have imprisonment and torture to look forward to.

Lola is being hunted by her past, stalked with every step she takes. Sheltered with the pack of her dreams, at first, it seems like the hardest challenge isn’t even staying safe from Indy. Tensions at work are at a tipping point and after taking the role of management’s spy, Lola’s in the crossfire if anything goes wrong. As romances between Lola and the pack members are developing left and right, the woman who swore she wanted nothing to do with alpha is turning to them like a bloom to the sun, if only it weren’t just one monstrous alpha that twisted her own thoughts.

When my parents died at the hands of a demon, I quit doing exorcisms. I hoped to be finished with the creeping darkness below. But it wasn't done with me. I tried to settle into life at my family's pizza parlor and slowly became content with the relatively carefree life it offered and the companionship of my vibrator. Then Darius, a friend from my old life, barged his way into my new one with an exorcism he couldn't handle. Now I'm hip-deep in hellhounds, my heart bound to several demons, a half-angel, and a mage. My main mode of transportation? A demonic horse that I love dearly.

One cursed queen. Three dragons. And a formidable fae demigod. A reverse harem with a dark fairy tale twist and an epic flair! My name is Daisy. I've been cursed to serve a bad-tempered elemental in my beastly form for centuries. There's only one way to lift the curse: a kiss from three true loves. To garner even one is nearly impossible. How am I going to get three?

Mika Marshall is back at the University of Morgana. It is her first fall semester, her first homecoming and Samhain on Morgana’s Island. So much is the same her first day and yet...so much is different. She is no longer the girl who couldn’t do basic magic, but she’s losing control - she’s finding it difficult to rejoin the living after what she had to do to win the challenge. Claire refused to yield, and Mika had to take her life to stay alive.

Demons aren't supposed to be allies, let alone lovers, but here I am. Know that expression to hell and back? Been there, done that, just to save one of them. Sure, it was terrifying, but it beats meeting the in-laws. Aaron, my half-angel boyfriend, is just dying to take me home to dear old mom and dad. Meanwhile, in the struggle to avert the apocalypse, Lucifer himself has taken an interest in me and graces my pizza parlor to give me a warning. I'm in danger from his rival, Mammon, who is trying to take over hell, but that's old hat for me.

Back in San Francisco, Mika is working on bringing the Marshall greenhouse back to its full glory, despite her sister constantly breathing down her neck about the Matriarch ritual. Claire tries to force Mika's hand, but she refuses to give her sister the power to control her, or Audrey's life. To her sister's fury, Mika challenges Claire to the title of Matriarch. There hasn't been a witch challenge in centuries, and Mika isn't sure she is stronger - but it has to be worth the risk. But if one does not yield, both will die. Can Mika survive the challenge without exposing what she is?

What do you get when you have four mates, one psychotic prince, a horde of rebels, and a cupid who just got yanked out of the realm? A big freaking problem, that’s what. I was supposed to take on my first real mission as a spy. I was supposed to go find my missing mate and discover who our real allies are for the war that’s brewing in the fae realm. Instead, I’m thrown back to where I was first created, Cupidville. And, judging by the look I’m getting from the Head of all Cupidity, and the big Terminate button that he's holding, this problem is about to get much worse.