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A mission gone sideways. My world turned upside down on a dime. Held prisoner in the dark tunnels below ground, cut off from the world, I was hanging onto life by a thread. Wanting to end my suffering, but afraid to let go.

Octavius Evander here. I suppose you have come to see how it all ends. Well, ‘ends’, as in, we’ve reached the end of this part of my story. It wouldn’t be proper of me to move on until we finish it all off, right? As this is the last book in this series, I feel it is my duty, to end things with a bang! A glittery bang. By bang, I mean, a giant, super cool, Halloween party. And what a party it was…

I've always hated Christmas. With a name like Chris Kringle, it's hard not to. It's only gotten worse since I've been back from the war. Christmas is supposed to be jolly, but for me, it's a grim reminder of past failures. I need to get away from it. To be somewhere quiet. To heal. When I wake up in the South Pole after an accident to a Krampus tending my wounds, it feels like the perfect opportunity to get some much-needed R&R. Yet this gentle giant is so achingly sweet, I can't help but fall for him, even though he's a monster.

I’m Lilith Patience, The Sorcerer of Death and daughter of one of the most feared organizations known to man. After being thrust into the notorious world of Midnight Mayhem, I found myself coiled around a past that I want to forget and a future that could destroy me. I love two men, and they love me as much as they love each other, but when the demons of my past tighten their grip around my throat, will I finally let them strip away the layers of perfection to get to my rotten, withered soul? Maybe. Or maybe they’ll die trying.

Back again, I see. Well, you are in luck, for the story of, I, Detective Octavius Evander continues! To start off on a positive note, prepare to be amazed as my precious human, Turney, falls into my hands! Okay, technically I already had my hands on him—all of him—but that didn't make him mine, mine.

Kieran Sullivan is broken when he arrives at Redemption Ridge. A wrongful conviction and twenty months in lockup will do that to a man. The ranch is a place for second chances and fresh starts, but for him, it's an opportunity to discover who set him up. Get in, get answers, and get out. The plan sounds easy enough until Kieran meets an equine specialist whose sunny smile could warm the coldest heart.

Every night of her life, I've visited my Amazing Grace in her dreams. Every morning, she wakes up with zero recollection of it. Does it hurt? Well, a little, honestly. But that doesn't matter because the time has come for us to meet in real life. This is our moment. I'm ready to show her all the reasons why I'm her best soul bond—sorry not sorry, Riot. But it seems the Goddess of Night doesn't love me and my girl as much as I thought she did because just when everything was starting to work out, things get complicated.

I'm a forty-year-old homeowner and former detective. My friends think a roommate is the solution to my recent funk, but I know that's the last thing I need. And even if they're right, sharing my home with Cal is a bad idea. The prickly SEAL rescue diver has muscles for miles, haunted eyes, a wounded soul, and wandering feet that won't be happy for long in Safe Harbor. Yet those fathoms-deep blue eyes have me making an offer I'll surely regret.

By the time an agathos woman reaches twenty-five, she's supposed to be one thing, and one thing only: Bonded. I'm zero for four soul bonds, a disgrace to my family, and the black sheep of my community. It had me feeling reckless. Impulsive. Daring. In a moment of weakness, I let the darkness lurking inside of me rule, and it changed everything. I was supposed to embrace the light, but how could I fear the dark, when it brought me Riot?

After giving twelve years of my life to the service, I didn't just lose my leg. I lost everything, including my career. When the dust settled, the only person still standing by my side in the rubble was Brandt—the single lifeline I had left to a world I didn't want to live in anymore. With painstaking care, he healed my body and my mind. When he eventually started healing my heart, I realized I didn't just need him in my life, I needed him in ways I'd never wanted him before.

Hello, there! I’m Octavius Evander. And this is the beginning of my story—well…sort of. It’s not the very beginning. As a vampire, that story would be way too long to write down—think, before the Romans. Rather, this story is about how I met the love of my unlife. Okay, it will be mostly about the cool and fancy detective agency I opened and solving mysteries, but also a little about love too.

Help! I've inherited my aunt's historic house in small-town Oregon, and I need to fix it up and sell it fast before I move on to my big-city dreams. I'm one of the navy's best investigators, but twenty years of living in base housing means DIY isn't part of my extensive skill set.

Tonight I meet my mate. I don’t know anything about him, including his name. According to fox shifter tradition, my parents chose him for me. For the next month we’ll be living together in a remote cabin. That’s how fox shifters form a bond. We burrow with our intended for a full month of winter. My mothers say my new mate is kind, and he won’t mind that I don’t look like other omegas. But I’m nervous. What if he’s disappointed? Or even worse, what if he’s someone I could never bring myself to love?

When life deals him an unexpected blow, freelance music journalist Noah Van Owen decides to leave his New York home for the backwoods and bayous of Louisiana in search of a man named Lafayette Valentin. He knows nothing about the stranger who inadvertently set in motion the events that turned his life upside-down...nothing but the man's name, an address, and the fact that he is a music prodigy, a gifted artist capable of playing any instrument like he was casting a spell.

By the time an agathos woman reaches twenty-five, she's supposed to be one thing, and one thing only: Bonded. I'm zero for four soul bonds, a disgrace to my family, and the black sheep of my community.

I've watched from the sidelines as my friends found themselves bound to the same agathos. I've stood aside and wondered if she was mine. I've watched, I've waited, I've hurt. And I've wondered. Finally, the time for all that is over now. I've arrived in Greece and it's time to find out if a little of my soul belongs to an agathos too. And if it is . . . How can I live with that? Knowing what the agathos have done? The pain they've caused me?

After playing a part in his brother’s death, Auro embraced the curse his father placed on him. He knows he doesn’t deserve to be saved. Every spring has been the same for four hundred years: Awaken, perform his duties as the god of spring, return to cursed slumber. He’s known nothing but service, solitude, and grief, until he stumbles upon a handsome stranger in his forest.

A Mer prince on the run from an arranged marriage and a melancholic vampire don’t have much in common, but fate doesn’t care about that kind of thing. Adrian has three days. After fleeing his palace in the depths of the ocean, Adrian finds himself on land, with legs, and in the arms of Chad Bonaventure, a twenty-four (or four) year-old vampire who would rather be anywhere besides alive--or alive adjacent, as it were. Chad has forever.

Gabe thinks he’ll never have a bond of his own. He’s bond-cut, which means his scent gland is so scarred, he can’t bond to anyone - not even his best friend, Marcus, who he’s been in love with for six years. Gabe spends every waking moment with Marcus. They co-own a tattoo parlor and share an apartment. It was Gabe who gave Marcus the vibrant bird tattoos all over his body. But Gabe never plans to tell Marcus about his feelings. Marcus deserves a bond. Marcus may be huge, even for an alpha, but everyone knows he’s a marshmallow at heart.

Musical prodigy Kallos Alexandrou has played his calliope for countless visitors at Errante Ame’s Carnival of Mysteries, but his one-year residency has come to an end. Scars from a terrible tragedy in his past are the only explanation he has for his loss of speech and memory, but it’s time to move on, so when a music festival sets up next to the carnival, Mr. Ame sends him off with identification, a bottomless billfold, and a set of new clothes.