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I met him at an ill-fated wedding under a storm of bullets. He saved me and gave me something that I never knew my entire life: What it feels like to be valued. To be wanted. But even after he slipped his ring on my finger, there were still secrets that he kept from me. Secrets that made me think I would always come in second. I thought I already gave him everything he needed, but I was wrong. He took my body, he stole my heart, and he locked up my soul.

Carter thinks he can use me to steal something from the Elite, something he is desperate to bury. I didn’t ask for this life, and yet I’m caught in the middle of a dangerous game. And the stakes are deadlier. But I have my own family drama. Turns out, my entire identity is a lie.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and I’ve been a very bad girl…. No, not in the I-need-a-spanking way...pervert. Nope, my kind of bad got my partner killed on my first day of the job. And now I’m getting punished by being thrown in as human liaison to PIG—the Paranormal Investigative Group.

When Daniella Trivolli sneaks into a holiday party at a sex club, there's one thing on her mind: Busting her cheating fiancé. But nothing can prepare her for a confrontation with the sinfully sexy owner once she's caught. And while her head is telling her to leave, her body has a different agenda.

Killian's scars are all people see, but with his wretched past, he doesn't want them to look closer. He resigned himself long ago to living as an indentured slave to a powerful and capricious high mage-until a chance meeting with a temptress outside a brothel teaches him to want. If only he hadn't asked her price for the night.

Marisol Soltero's life is built on big scores and fast women. From her nightclub she rules over the Humboldt Park neighborhood of Chicago with ruthless calculation. Though everyone knows her as the Queen of Humboldt, Marisol lives part of her life in the shadows. Governor Sabrina Sloane has spent her life cleaning up the streets, first as State's Attorney in Chicago and then as Governor of Illinois. Every criminal to cross her path has ended up behind bars-except one. When that criminal saves her life, she's forced to shine new light on everything she thought she knew.

After getting my heart ripped out last season on Hitched, I finally get the chance to be the one in charge. I’m the new bachelor, and I get my pick of twelve smoking hot supernatural girls. My tiger and I plan on having the time of our lives. No commitment, no heartbreak, just casual hook-ups with no strings attached. Sound too good to be true? Damn, right it is.

Simone Evans is a hot mess. Fresh from a second stint in rehab and on sabbatical from the family business, Simone doesn’t believe that there’s a genuine soul in the world. Yet at a gathering in Miami, Simone meets the outgoing and charming Petra. On the run from one crime or another, the pickpocketing grifter known as Petra Kallis has no qualms giving Simone a lift. First it’s to the airport. Then it’s to an Atlantan hotel, where sparks inevitably fly and Petra quickly discovers just what kind of woman Simone is when the clothes come off.

With Thane’s memory restored, the demon pack heir is coming for me again. Despite the inexorable pull I feel toward my mate, my beautiful enemy, I won’t make the same mistake twice. He’s not the only one with power, and it’s time to take fate into my own hands.

I'll see you in Chicago. Those words echoed in Marisol Soltero's mind as she sprinted across Bogota. Back in Chicago, she waited outside Governor Sabrina Sloane's luxury condo, needing to see the woman she loved return to safety. But Sabrina didn't return. Not to Chicago and not to Marisol. That was six months ago. Now a series of disappearances in Humboldt Park provide the distraction Marisol needs. Her people are going missing. Snatched off the street right under her nose. Clues are sparse, but Marisol's gut tells her the culprit is her old enemy.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and I thought wood sprites weren’t a thing. Apparently, they are. Fun fact: they enjoy eating carrion, which was how I discovered the body of a hunter in the woods. The local werewolf pack confirms it’s a bad wolf doing the biting. Add two more to the body count, and we have a furry serial killer on our hands.

Charli Sweet is happy to be living in Castleton, Maine with her roommate Natalie and working at her aunt’s bakery doing their social media management. She is, promise. So, what if she can’t stop thinking about her ex who dumped her in dramatic fashion a year ago by changing the locks on their apartment? It takes a long time to get over a breakup.

Selling love hasn’t given me the upper hand on love yet. But romance is messy and inconvenient. I’m interested in passion and pleasure. The rest is overrated. Unfortunately, a recent round of internet rumors might kill my billion-dollar business. A fake fiancée for a month should prove to the clients that I’m not the playboy everyone thinks I am. What they don’t know won’t hurt them. Besides, my private life is, well, private! Luckily enough, this beautiful, curvy woman that takes the job wants something in return. Games are so fun when played correctly.

Firstly, let me make this clear: I didn't come here for drama. I came here to escape, to unwind, to relax in paradise. This place is meant to be everything epic the world can offer. A ranch, run by hot, tattooed mountain men, that has been made into a retreat. An escape from the world, from all the stresses of daily life. We're the first group to camp hot stuff, and for what seems like the shortest time, it's bliss. Until a body shows up. Murdered. And now my little vacation has turned into a murder mystery. With hot men, a camp full of nerds, and a whole lot of unanswered questions.

Two worlds. Five men. And one of them still alive. Kyle's survival rocked my world, but the revelation of my pregnancy brings about my worst fears. Indictment into the very prophecy I am running from. The Primal Council is fractured. War looms before us. Eradication versus transfiguration, and not one human is safe. The Council is preparing for war and I'm carrying a deadly secret. One that threatens to fracture the bond I have with the men around me. The village wants to claim me and the Primals want to protect me. I'm torn between two sides.

Needing a fake date in a hurry leads to intense awkwardness. Especially when your dumbass chooses a girl from the dating service that looks a little familiar. Like "we got drunk and married in Vegas one night" familiar. 'Cause we did.

Bogie had Bacall. Carrie had Big. I had Wyatt. Growing up, he was the handsome cowboy next door - an unlikely confidant, my best friend, my first kiss, and my favorite person. We were just a couple of small-town kids with ambitions bigger than the stars in our eyes. The summer after graduation, we made a pact: I’d go to college in New York and he’d stay and take over his daddy’s ranch. If, by 28, we were both still single, we’d get married…But as we stood in our high school gymnasium the night of our 10-year reunion, Wyatt told me he loved me too much to marry me.

Sent to Grimm Academy by her jealous step-mother, Ella is determined to make the most of the opportunity. With her friends by her side, and her dress-making lessons with Rapunzel progressing well, she's starting to think she can avoid her prophecy after all. But when her dress is ruined the night before a masked ball, she has to face the truth. Can she stop her prophecy by midnight?

My name is Cat McKenzie, and despite what people might think, I don’t enjoy being chased down darkened streets at night by a 10-foot shadow man who can literally make me die of fright. Of course, that’s how all this started—the discovery of an underground fight club stocked completely with supernatural slaves. The plot thickens when seemingly unlinked murders start to form a pattern I begin to recognize.

I was supposed to be the bachelor—the only bachelor. Now I'm sharing the gorgeous contestants with the tiger tool. It'll be fun he said, no attachment, no strings. Realms, was he wrong. With a bachelorette missing, the entire island is in an uproar, and I have a really bad feeling it’s all my fault. I may have ticked off a few demons on my rise to the top. And now, someone’s taking it out on the contestants.