The moment he pulled her back from the brink, she became his. Not just his patient, but his obsession. She’s everything he’s ever wanted, and now that fate has placed her in his hands, he’s never letting go. She wants to keep her distance, but he’s not the kind of man to be denied. Her fears? He’ll soothe them. Her heart? He’ll claim it. Because she’s his, and nothing—not even her resistance—will stop him from making her see it.

Hadley’s world shatters the night her stepdad sneaks into her room, and with nothing but fear gripping her heart, she bolts. She doesn’t care where she’s headed, as long as it’s far from the nightmare she’s escaping. Damon’s instincts roar to life the second he spots her—lost, trembling, and too innocent for her own good. She’s an angel who’s fallen right into his path, and he’s a man with a past he can’t escape. A felon with no right to touch someone so pure, someone so tempting.

Two years apart, but he’s never stopped watching. Now, he’ll do whatever it takes to make her remember him. She doesn’t remember me. I know that. Hell, how could she? It’s been two years. But I’ve never stopped thinking about her, never stopped wanting her. I went to prison for her. Took the fall, took the heat, all for her. And now I’m out. Free. But the second I hear she’s going to Daytona Beach for Spring Break, something inside me snaps.

Faith didn’t expect to catch the eye of the devil when her friends dragged her to a Halloween party at one of the city’s most elite businesses. She didn’t even know who he was until his gaze locked on hers, intense, hungry, and coming straight for her like he already knew what he wanted. Coward that I am, I ran. But you can’t outrun a man like that, no matter how hard you try. I couldn’t stop dreaming of him, though. The way he looked at me. The fire in his eyes. But at least I’d never have to see him again, right?

Cindy Crews is everything I never even knew I dreamed of. Winning the championship used to be my number one goal in life, but one look into Cindy's pretty golden eyes, and I see my future. But Cindy is a feisty little thing who's fighting me every step of the way. I know she feels this electric current zinging between us, but she's put up walls so thick it's going to take a bulldozer to knock them down.

He’s the one she’s not supposed to want—but he’s about to make her his, whether she’s ready or not. There’s only one bright light in my dark, twisted world, and her name is Olivia Carson. Every time she comes up to that fence, defying her father’s orders to talk to me—a felon with a past that should keep me in the shadows—I see something in her eyes that makes me believe there might be a shred of goodness left in this godforsaken place.

The moment I first saw her on that stage, I was done. Every move, every twist of her body is pure seduction. She’s nothing like the other dancers—no fake smiles, no practiced routine. She moves like she’s meant to be worshipped. A ballerina. A goddess. Poetry in motion. Her long red hair flows like fire, and those green eyes—hell, they burn right through me. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. I need her. My body craves her. If I don’t have her, I’ll lose my mind. She’s my obsession, my fantasy, my everything. And tonight, on New Year’s Eve? She’s mine.

Ella Brown. The prettiest little thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. She doesn’t realize it yet, but she’s already mine. Sure, she fights it—says she’s not interested. But I see the way her breath hitches when I’m near, the way her cheeks flush when our eyes meet. She can push me away all she wants. It won’t work. I didn’t get to the top by giving up, and I’m not about to start now.

One look. That’s all it took. One second, and Rachel became mine. My Rachel. My reason for breathing. She doesn’t know it yet—not while she’s smiling sweetly at customers and pouring coffee like the world is soft and safe. But I know better. She needs me. She doesn’t see the way men look at her, like wolves circling something pure and untouched. She doesn’t see the dangers, but I do. And I’ll protect her from every single one of them.

The feral monster will have to be put down. And he'll bring me down with him. My mate is the only one who can save me. But she's not here and I'm running out of time. In desperation, I go to an auction. When I catch a whiff of her delicious scent, my bear nearly loses it. And when I see her on that stage with other men bidding on what's mine, my bear wants to destroy everything and everyone. I won't let him. Not this time.

I'm not interested in starting something deep and meaningful, but what I am interested in is the way your body reacts to mine when we're in the same room. You probably assume the concentration on my face is work-related, when in reality, I'm figuring out which I want more: to nail you against the wall, or to bend you over my desk.

She longs for the perfect life...but can she find it in death? High school history teacher April Carter never asked to be an angel. When she dies at the young age of 30, she should go to heaven like a normal person. Instead, she wakes up in the afterlife as an angel-in-training with Damian as her mentor. She had enough of the insufferable man in life. Now...she might as well be in hell. Damian plans to help April cross over and be done with her. Being assigned as her trainer is the last thing he needs.

Breslin - I was in love with Asher Holden the moment I saw him. Then he hurt me. He wrecked me. He ruined me. I spent three years putting myself together - fixing what he broke. Asher - I finally know who I am. I own it, I embrace it...I'm no longer afraid. Landon - My life was all mapped out. I knew exactly what direction I was heading in. Then I meet her. And him. Now, my heart is split right down the middle.

When I drunkenly message my old high-school crush one night on Facebook, I never imagined he'd respond. It's been so many years, and I thought he'd forgotten all about me. He hasn't - not even close. And when we meet in person all these years later, he's a handsome hockey player...with three equally sexy friends. They could spend every night with a different woman, but they want me. I've been so focused on my job and my computer that when this complicated real-world dilemma comes up, I'm not sure what to do. Am I supposed to choose just one man? Or can I have them all?

Mistaken identities, a human in a magical world, and three sexy warlocks. Sounds like the start of a joke, but nope.