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Secrets are starting to come out about my past, and the only thing that feels real anymore is my annoyingly hot vampire neighbor, Bran Duval. He made me a promise to help me uncover my past, but I didn't know those promises included the heat of his touch. Bran and I don't always see eye to eye, but when we're alone together in the dark, everything feels right, even if some of the things he does to me might be so very bad. As my Pledge draws nearer, and more secrets come out, I can't help but wonder: Who am I? Or better yet, what am I?

It's near impossible to ignore my vampire neighbor, Bran Duval, when he has a habit of shucking off his clothes while the blinds are up. He's playing games with me, but I don't mind a challenge. Only problem is, I'm supposed to pledge myself to a rival vampire family and now all I can think about is Bran Duval, black sheep of the Duval vampire family, and the wicked things he's promising to do to me in the dark.

Skylenna has left the Chandelier City, the Emerald Lake Asylum, and the twisted societal restraints of women to run away with the patient everyone fears: Dessin.

Leaving behind a life of luxury in order to break free from my father was a decision I had no hesitation in making. The downside? I hadn’t realized what leaving behind my trust fund would actually mean for me. The term struggling college student was an understatement when I looked at how my life was currently playing out, which was me standing in the middle of the library, unable to pay for an overdue library book.

Novice dragon rider Cora and her dragon Alaric are determined to rescue their families from the king’s fortress, but after her first attempt at infiltration, Cora is captured! Panic turns to hope, though, when she realizes her captors are antiroyalists. Maybe she won’t have to face Onyx alone…and maybe she and Alaric can have help with their training when a mysterious woman who helped her before is revealed to be the only surviving dragon rider.

Whoever said, ‘words can never hurt me’ was wrong. Words cut deep. Especially floating past the lips of the man who always felt like home. Cain Michaels. My ex-boyfriend’s brother. The only man who could make me feel deeper than I ever thought possible. My worst nightmare and most vivid dream. Six years ago, he shattered my soul and left a hole in my heart. Now, I’d moved on. I’d healed.

Elsa is struggling. Her formative, exhilarating relationship—with a couple—has abruptly ended, leaving her depressed and directionless in her childhood bedroom. The man and the woman were her bosses, lovers, and cultural guideposts. In the relationship’s wake, Elsa scrolls aimlessly through the internet in search of meaning.

I hurt thinking of what may have happened to you. I hurt knowing that wherever you are, you're unable to get back to us. I hurt knowing that I've failed in finding you. I hurt knowing I'm either crazy believing that you're out there somewhere, and I hurt thinking you aren't. Our little Lexington is six months old and cutting her first tooth. She's healthy and happy, and every day, she looks more and more like you.

My dearest Lily, I won't ever send this letter despite all the ones we've shared in the past. Things are different. I'm home now, something else I won't tell you. War changes everyone, that's no secret, but some changes can't be hidden. I am no longer the man I was and you, my beautiful Flower, deserve more. Better. I wish I'd said goodbye in our last exchange . . . told you how much you mean to me. You once mentioned writing to other soldiers, but I hope I was your favorite. You were definitely mine.

Sutton is like a delicate wildflower sprouting up between cracks in the cement. She's beautiful, unexpected, and life-giving, especially after spending the last five years in prison. The first time I saw her at the clubhouse, my knees buckled and I grew so lightheaded I thought I would faint. She's skittish, however. I don't know what she's been through, but my girl can barely look at her own shadow without shrinking away from the darkness.

Ryker Weylyn was never the same after rogue wolves tragically killed his mate when he was young. Now bitter and angry at the world, he spends his days hunting down the monsters that took everything away from him. But when circumstances force him to return home after five years of being away, he's shocked to find that his mate is very much alive and breathing. The only problem is, she doesn't remember him.

Tessa doesn't trust easily, but I've always loved a challenge. I'll win her over one smile at a time, and then I'll find a way to keep her forever. When the truth finally comes out, I have a decision to make. Trust Tessa and risk losing everything I've worked for, or leave the only woman I've ever cared about for the good of the club. Time's running out, and so are my options. Should I trust my head or my heart?

He was my best friend's brother. My neighbor. The one person I was never supposed to fall for, until lines got blurred-stolen kisses and lies told to the people we loved most.

King Onyx has kept Tenegard ensorcelled for too long. Dragon rider Cora, along with her dragon, Alaric, are determined to free the kingdom from his sinister grasp. With the aid of rebel forces, they’re training a new wave of dragon riders—the first the country has seen in a century—but will their forces be enough to combat King Onyx's dark magic? In his quest for power and immortality, there’s no line he won’t cross and nothing he won’t risk. With the nation on the brink of war, the stakes have never been higher.

We all know the story… Time stops. They feel a zing course through their bodies. The air crackles between them. Their breaths hitch.

As a romance author, I’ve written my fair share of static electricity moments. But that’s fiction. No one actually finds their soulmate. Or so I thought. Meeting Julian was unexpected, wonderful, and… possibly fate? He makes me feel things I didn’t think happened outside the pages of my favorite books.

Vampire Christian Moore has spent his entire life, both human and immortal, fighting for the respect of his peers. He has codes he lives by. Strict moral codes, both in his personal life and his work. And he doesn't break them. Ever. Until he finds himself at the carnal mercy of a woman with eyes like the midday sky and hair the colors of a summer sunset. His craving for her is unnatural, and watching her dance makes his blood burn like acid in his veins. But he can't not watch her.

Five years ago, my world was turned upside down when my husband and sons disappeared without a trace. I mourned, I searched, and when I got no answers, I began to prepare. Nobody will catch me vulnerable again. I was wrong to think my life couldn’t get any crazier. Now there are two vampires at my door telling me my missing family wasn’t human...and neither am I. I have a chance to regain everything I’ve lost.

Three sexy, tattooed, alpha presidents...and she's at the center of them all. The one man who always promised to love me - to take care of me - ruined me.Joey? He's my hero.Joey saw me - broken, barely surviving - barely breathing - and he taught me how to breathe again. He gave me a purpose. But we were oil and water. And Joey? He was the oil - trapping me, smothering me. But I love him - I love this man with every fiber of my being. He's made me promise to keep him with me because without him, I'm not living. I'm dying. And when River steps into my life?

I learned very young that love had the power to destroy us, and vowed never to lose myself to love another. I escaped Texas, and broke his heart to save myself. Five years later, my dreams shattered, and I’m on a bus back to the place I never wanted to be in. But, sometimes, the thing you’re most scared of has the power to save you in the end.

With the body-hopping supernatural psychos finally vanquished, it seems like it might be time to relax. You know, have some fun. Hang out with my friends. Focus on my magical education. And, if all goes according to plan, take my relationship with Kai to the next level. Trust me, having spent my early-20s locked up in an institution, I’m more than ready to celebrate that particular rite of passage. But if I’ve learned anything in my short time in the world of witches, it’s never to let your guard down.