Gia's red hair and lack of powers set her apart from every other raven shifter witch in existence, and not in a good way. Shunned by her Flock, still living with her parents, and working day in and day out as a waitress, she longs for a change. David is a mimic, one of a kind. Being different isn't always a good thing. The only time he feels like he's fitting in is when he's pretending to be someone else. Alone, jaded, and always hiding, he just wants someone to see him for who he really is.

Six years ago strangers broke into my house while I was home alone. I hid, but one of them found me. I expected death, but he spared me. I thought it was over … except for the nightmares. But he was only waiting for me to ripen to his taste. I’m not the first girl he’s taken to sate his dark hunger, but I will be the last.

He's the most dangerous man in Chicago—and I'm his newest obsession. Dark emerald eyes. Black tattoos. A killer's smile… god, that smile… When I'm dragged to a secretive nightclub, the last thing I expect is to find myself in the owner's back office. But after he rescues me from a drunken creep, that's exactly where I end up.

If only I could shut all people out of my life… and my head. Everyone’s minds are so damned busy. Their rage, pain, despair, love, joy—and more—tangle up in my brain until I just want to scream. But then I meet a gorgeous guy who wants me to train his adorable dog. And I end up in a realm I had no idea existed, surrounded by shapeshifters who want not only me, but what I can apparently do. Three of them call to my heart. And one of them flies through my dreams as a dragon…

Cursed to love and lose, Boone loathes his existence. He is immortal, and his wife is destined to be reborn over and over again, which means he is destined to lose her over and over again. But no matter his agony at her death, he can’t help but to love her each time she’s born. But this time, the seventh rebirth, she begins to remember him. Could this mean something is changing? Could his curse finally be coming to an end? With the possibility of change, of ending his agony, he becomes torn—what if she continues to be reborn and he’s no longer there to love her?

Lydia's inheriting a werewolf pack... and a vicious bully who wants to take it over. By pack law, only the alpha and their mate can fight a challenger, and Lydia can't take on that monstrous wolf by herself. She needs a mate. Fast. And when she runs into charming wanderer Case, she just might have found what she's looking for.

At fifteen, I was a killer—a weapon forged by a deceiving madman's twisted desires. A little bird in a gilded cage, my soul destroyed and remade in his image. I wielded a power no mortal creature should ever control, one I vowed never to use again. Seven years later, I thought I'd escaped that life. I never expected my past to find me, let alone in the form of the three fae warriors who used to invade my every thought. Dane, Grey, and Kallum—oblivious to my true identity these past few years—now see me for what I am.

Four years ago, Ryan Shaw broke my heart, tore it into little pieces and then stomped on it. Ryan is my fated mate, but when I saw him with another woman at the regional meet of all the Packs, I’d had enough. I finally told him what he meant to me, and being the jerk that he is, he rejected me in front of everyone. Heartbroken, I ran, trying to get as far away from him and the memory of that night as possible. Except I’m on a roll with picking jerks. So now I’m on the run again and heading back to the one place I know I’ll be safe.

How can two people live in the same pack their whole lives and never cross paths? It is the largest wolf shifter pack in the world, and she is eight years older than me. She seems to think our age difference is an issue. But age is just a number. I may be a man of few words, but I'm a lover and a fighter. And she's about to learn just how far I'm willing to go for what's mine.

I execute many roles: owner of the NHL's Carolina Reapers, CFO of Silas Tech, and genuine fan of all things professional sports. One thing I'm not? Chaotic. I've made my billions off of structure, discipline, and very little risk. So when a friend asks if bombshell romance author Daisy Lewis can shadow me for a month while researching characters for her upcoming release, I don't hesitate to say yes. I mean, she's an author, it's ninety percent typing and quiet time, right? Wrong.

On the eve of the autumn equinox, unicorn shifter Sybil Vandeleur is kidnapped and stolen away to the Kingdom of Shadowvale, charged with treason against the crown. Only, she has never committed any crimes. Aramis Adrastos, crown prince of Shadowvale, is told otherwise. Tasked by his father to capture the leader of a rebel group, he corners the woman planning to infiltrate the palace and take down the kingdom from the inside.

My name is Sue O’Malley, and I’ve been keeping it awkward since 1996. Another thing about me? I might be in love with my bodyguard. Leo Mason is all I’ve been able to think about since he broke my heart and left me standing alone on my front porch six months ago.

I'm a pawn in a twisted game of revenge. Viper slithered in, all dark eyes and dangerous promises. His touch leaves an impression deeper than his ring on my finger—it's a vow all its own. As I plot for my freedom, Antonio's ruthless allure is coiling around me, stealing my breath away. I feel his fangs thrust inside me and I want to say 'I do' forever. But my loyalty isn't so easily given.

A few hours after losing my job, I get a call from a stranger who claims I've inherited property from my father. I assume it's a scam, because my dad is alive. Turns out my mother is the liar. I board a flight to my bio-dad's hometown, but the turbulence is so bad I worry we won't make it. Declan, the hot, tattooed hunk next to me, is terrified too. When the plane freefalls for half a second, he kisses me with the passion of a man who thinks he's about to die. He seems to regret it immediately—and we both regret it when we discover he's my new neighbor.

Deknol has sold his soul to The Deceiver. I can see it in the powers that he now wields. Far stronger than any magic present on Protheka. It excites me. Because he will use his power to rescue me. To protect me. To pleasure me. The value of my life on Protheka is less than worthless. But when I stand next to Deknol, whose godlike powers crackle the air around him, I am a queen. His queen.