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A Dragon Hunter for me? No way. Olivia thinks it's impossible that the outrageously tall Zmaj with steely blue eyes would fall for her. A former data analyst, now she's just another human crash survivor on the harsh and alien desert planet. Smart, curvaceous Olivia doesn't feel like she measures up but that doesn't stop Ragnar from eyeing her luscious curves. He's the best hunter for the Tribe, driven and single-minded. Ragnar has always put the needs of his people over his own and never once regretted it, but now the dominant alpha male has his heart set on a different treasure.

Detective Kurt O'Donnell is used to digging up other people's secrets, but when he discovers his slain partner was married to another man, it shakes him. Determined to do the right thing, Kurt offers the mourning Davy his assistance. Helping Davy through his grief helps Kurt deal with the guilt that his partner didn't trust him enough to tell him the truth, and somewhere along the way Davy stops being an obligation and becomes a friend, the closest friend Kurt has ever had. His growing attraction to Davy complicates matters, leaving Kurt struggling to reevaluate his sexuality.

Some secrets are meant to be broken - the rewards outweighing the consequences. Some, however, bring about a change unlike any ever imagined. The Mating Games challenged me; not only physically, but mentally, and the emotional toll it wreaked was the hardest part. Yet, I was starting to realize that the worst...and best...was yet to come.

Ari has been running from her dark past her whole adult life. She finally managed to flee the United Kingdom and has made a new life for herself in the United States where she works as a nurse. Except life isn't that simple. She's a werewolf, and not just any werewolf—a Shadowborn. Able to become shadow, it's an ability some would kill to possess. No one except her witchy best friend knows of her abilities, and that's how she likes it, until Ari's past catches up with her.

I've got a trio of demons on my tail and I pissed off a bunch of vampires. Oh yeah, and there's a human hunter after my mates. All of them. Did I mention that I have a mating bond with multiple males? I thought my life was weird as a supernatural hunter. Now that I'm the protector of the last moonstone, things have gotten positively insane.

I’m a fae beast king. It’s preordained that I have to take a mate, and it can’t be just anyone. The universe will decide on my behalf. All I know is that my fated mate will be an enchantress of great power and that when the universe chooses her for me…I must obey. To fight the calling will mean my demise. I have come to trust the process. The Great Unknown would never steer me wrong. Then I find her: Gabriella is everything I thought she would be and more. Beautiful beyond compare, terrifying, all-powerful… Unfortunately, she’s also tainted by great evil.

When a former colleague, Walter Hoffmeister, comes to Hazard and hires him to look into a series of anonymous death threats, Hazard eagerly jumps on the distraction. Hoffmeister might be a jerk, but he’s a paying jerk, and Hazard isn’t convinced the threats are serious. Until, that is, Hoffmeister is almost gunned down on Hazard’s doorstep. As Hazard investigates more deeply, he learns that more than one person in Wahredua has a reason to wish Hoffmeister dead.

Only a privileged few know L'Ange's head of security, Arman de Soto, is a shifter, and even fewer know he's been systematically killing off a pack of werewolves. The reason for this vengeance is a secret Arman trusts with no one, quite the opposite of his obvious longtime pursuit of the chateau's overseer, Linus Hobbes. Despite Arman's reputation as a loner, the only thing he needs to complete his life is Linus. Predator and prey just don't mix, but Arman won't give him up.

They'd known each other for over thirty years, been together for a good portion of those years, and had lived in the same house for the past two. Still, Giovanni Rossi wouldn't tell people they were a couple. Their family and friends suspected they were together, but nothing had ever been confirmed. And frankly, Stefano hated all the secrecy. Maybe Rossi didn't want to make it official between them. Or maybe it was as simple as, Rossi wanted to live a straight life for the public. Bottom line? Stefano is tired of living in Rossi's closet.

Mostly because he stuck it firmly in his mouth when his lover, Tristan Pryce, accidentally drugged him with a batch of psychotropic baklava. Needing to patch things up between them, Wolf drags Tristan to San Luis Obispo, hoping Tristan's medium ability can help evict a troublesome spirit haunting an old farmhouse.

When Crossroads Gin hits the road, Damien hopes it will draw them closer together. There's something magical about being on tour, especially when traveling in a van with no roadies, managers, or lovers to act as a buffer. The band is already close, but Damien knows they can be more brothers of sorts, bound not only by familial ties but by their intense love for music.

A chance encounter left an impression and Wolfgang Brandt was hooked. When Caleb turns 18 in two months, Wolf is going to be at that birthday party come hell or high water. He doesn't care if he has to fly across the world to be there. But then things go south and Wolf is left reeling when Caleb goes missing. He will do everything in his power to bring him home. The world isn't big enough to contain his rage. Caleb Robertson wants Wolf, an older man, a sexy warrior. Is it any wonder he's drawn to the soldier since he's been around military men his whole life?

Fox shifter Malachi steals for one of the biggest crime rings in New York City. But when he witnesses the murder of a millionaire, the only person who can keep him safe is Dr. Owen Yates, forensic hexman for the Metropolitan Witch Police - and Malachi's witch.

I can't get enough of Montier. Those broad, golden shoulders and big arms that want to sweep me off my feet.... Those alien bedroom eyes that look into my soul.... Those abs that I want to feast on.... It's enough to make any human woman swoon. Except we don't have time to swoon when we're in constant danger. The people who kidnapped me have chased me around the galaxy, and they're not giving up. We don't know why they want me and my friends so much. Hell, we don't even know who they are.

After licking his wounds from a painful relationship, Tate Sullivan is ready to move back home. He picks up where he left off as drag queen extraordinaire Frieda Love in a West Village bar in New York City. He doesn't expect to be drawn to the mysterious man with the dark eyes who shows up to every single performance - flirtatiously eyeing Tate one second and disappearing on him the next. Why mess around with a guy who is clearly giving him mixed signals?

Kintar has had a hard past. I can see it in his eyes. They speak of unbelievable loss and sadness. The life of a soldier. But his chiseled, muscled, alien body is more than a collection of his past. He towers over me and pushes reality from my view - until there is only him. His deep voice whispering in my ear, soothes me. His eyes roaming my body, lure out my wild side. His strong arms wrapped around me, protect me from the madness of the galaxy. But it's his heart that gives me hope. His soul that brings me peace.

One more job and I'm out. I'm done with this lousy planet. Deliver the human female to the Imperator of Fenda, so he can have an exotic new addition to his royal harem. But I can't get enough of her. This feisty little human has the spirit of a true Zalaryn warrior. Just my luck. I've been blessed with a bonded mate - and she's the property of another male. I don't care what the law says: She's mine. I've got a plan. And I can't wait to claim my prize....

I'm his captive … and I want him to keep me. I was only a child when everything changed. Too young to understand, too old to forget. Broken and damaged. I thought nothing good could ever happen to me, but 10 years later, something did. I met a man. He swept me off my feet and swooned me into his bed. Cole's touch was perfect. His lips were made of velvet obsession. They helped me forget the memories that burned me from the inside out. For the first time in forever, I was happy. Then he locked me inside his home. He told me it was for my safety. And it was so easy to believe him.

"Next of Kin" by Astrid Amara: Jay Yervant is a Hell Cop so powerful that his bare skin incinerates anyone he contacts. Isolated, he is tortured by desire, until he meets Brian, a sensual young man who touches him with impunity. But Jay's burgeoning hope is threatened when a malevolent sorcerer unleashes a host of demonic assassins against Brian. Keeping his lover may cost Jay his life.

Elias Lake is facing a personal and professional crisis. The world-famous star of countless action movies has been outed on social media. By an ex-lover with a poisonous ax to grind. His life and reputation as "The World's Only Remaining Manly Man"—the studio's PR words, not his—is hiding in his mansion in the L.A. hills, trying to sort out where to go now. The media is camped outside his gates, the studio heads are up in arms, and his legion of fans is ready to fire up the torches and grab their pitchforks.