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At Bloodwing Academy, blood is currency, but a dragon's legacy is priceless—and as dangerous as fire. I thought surviving my first year in Bloodwing's deadly halls would be enough. I was wrong. I accidentally woke a dragon—a creature of myth, of death, of fire. Now, every highblood house wants control over me and the dragon's legacy I carry. But here's the truth: I have no control. I'm bluffing my way through every encounter, trying to keep everyone from realizing that I'm not the one pulling the dragon's strings.

I'm Medra Pendragon—last of the dragon riders, or so they tell me. Funny thing is, there are no dragons left. Not a single one. But somehow, that hasn't stopped the vampires from deciding I'm worth capturing. Now, I'm stuck at Bloodwing Academy, where the highbloods run everything, and blightborn like me? We're just blood in their veins, pawns in their games.

Lust fuels the worst evil. Love is overrated. Killing for retribution is everything I’ve ever wanted... They’re all going to die. Those who have sinned will know it. Sorrow. I’ll carve it in their bloody hearts if I have to. I can’t help it. This is who I am.

Blood hides carnal desires. Power is overrated. Killing for Family is tainted with nothing but love... My emotions are supposed to be dead. I was never meant to feel this. Pain. Anger. Rage. Feelings erode me from the inside. They make me weak. They make him more powerful. But I can't lose.

At twenty-nine, Nora Cameron's life feels adrift, her days are spent working in her parents’ bakery, and her nights are spent alone watching Hallmark movies. She yearns for something beyond her predictable existence, though she has no idea what that might be. That is, until fate intervenes, and Nora is swept into an unforeseen adventure to Scotland.

Death isn’t the end. Surrender is overrated. Killing for love is the only cure… I fear nothing, no one. Not even the boys who loved me that I lost. Dead. Buried. Gone. One by one. I am alone. I need to be stronger. I have to evolve If I’m to survive. If I’m going to save us all. Jude is my rock. Lorcan is my faith. Dante is my blade. Dino was the light to my darkness. And me… I’m the monster who comes in the night. I’m the bitch back from hell to make you weep. My father will know it when I slice him and every last one of his sinners into pretty ribbons for what they did to me… To my family.

The secrets I've kept are unraveling, and the lines between Ivy Hammond and Poison are blurring dangerously. Thornfield University has become a battlefield where my past and present collide. The assassin in me knows I should complete my missions, but my heart rebels against the very essence of who I thought I was. Torin, Bram, and Tate are no longer arrogant distractions, but they're now integral to my survival and sanity. But our growing bond comes with a price, and my bosses won't let go of their prized assassin without a fight.

The old legends are true. Each full moon, at midnight, the veil between our world and the orcs' weakens, and raiders can pass through the standing stones... to take what they want. And what do they want this warm summer night? Me. All three super-spicy, instalove, romantasy Highlander romps of the Stolen Harlots series in one volume! This collection features: Bred by the Orc, Running from the Orc, and Wagered to the Orc.

I've always been the hunter, but now I'm also the hunted. Every clue we unravel entangles us further in a web of power and deception stretching far beyond the university. In this supernatural game of cat and mouse, love is our most potent magic and our greatest weakness. The fight for our immortal happily ever after had better be worth the price of our souls.

My life was progressing nicely until my brother died. Since his death, I've ached to feel human again, and the feeling I gravitate towards most is danger. I'd never experienced that feeling… until Harry St. James stumbled into my ex-boyfriend's house at three a.m., covered in blood. It just so happens that his secrets hold the terror and release that I crave. And I'll stop at nothing to experience it.

He was supposed to die. But now I have him where I want him, I can’t help but taste him a little. All of them. They've gotten under my skin. These Sacred Heart boys.

Prudence Shackleford had not expected to be a spinster at three and twenty, but unfortunately, as she'd quickly discovered, very few men were prepared to tolerate either her ghoulish sense of humour, or her macabre taste in literature. And those were the ones she'd got as far as holding a conversation with. When invited to London by the Duke and Duchess of Blackmore to witness the Coronation of King George IV, she was equal parts horrified and intrigued. Especially after a chance meeting with a Bow Street Runner on the trail of conspirators it was feared were planning to murder the King.

Thornfield Academy is a place where I, Ivy Hammond, blend in with the everyday supernatural creatures that flock these halls. But when darkness falls, I embrace my calling. I'm a shapeshifting assassin, summoned through a combination of ancient rituals and the dark web to deliver supernatural justice where mortal laws fail. This me is called Poison, and I'm a master of secrets. But when an assignment comes up, for the first time, I can't complete a job, and it could end up being my last days. My bosses are not the type of creatures you want to mess with, but this one…strikes too close to home.

My job as an omega escort isn't a calling. It pays my extortioner. As the pressure mounts to give him more, with the end nowhere in sight, an omega has to do what she can. When I'm presented with an offer I can't refuse from England's most eligible alpha for a week of exclusivity, I take it. One week turns into more. Ensconced in the luxurious sprawling estate with these three alphas, the exits are wide open, but I'm trapped here by my own need.

When Lottie learns her baby twins’ father died - violently - she is determined to make friends with his brother. The man is grumpy, secretive, and strange, but she wants her kiddos to know their family, so she’s stuck with Eiric. Eiric wants nothing more than to send his dead brother’s ex packing, but she claims Mikkel is the father of her kids. Which is a problem, because their family isn’t exactly…human. And if the twins inherited the ability to shift into sea dragons, the pretty human is in for a world of trouble.

For over 18 years, the veteran private eye has been tormented by the disappearance of her best friend. Now, reluctantly back in her hometown, Blake is shocked to learn that the daughter of another old school friend has vanished.

Nia’s half-brother disappeared in Norway. He’s either in hiding…or dead. Nia’s coven is after the grimoires he took, and they think she might be involved. That’s why she’s freezing her ass off in a tiny Norwegian village, looking for him. Magnus is the worst king in the history of their sea dragon clan. Considering his father - and his father before him - was a brutal tyrant, that’s saying something.

After years of failed auditions, rum heiress Andromeda Archambault gives it one last try at The Crow's Nest in Shoreditch against her better judgment. She may be a lady, but to director Frank Creighton, she's the Queen of Night, and she's perfect for a starring role in his theatre and his life. But Andie isn't who she says she is, and neither is Frank. Will their Phantasmagoria be a success, or will the skeletons in their closets close the show before it begins?

Turning his back on his old life as a rogue, Gavriel de Marqueda has joined a monastic order in Spain and taken a vow of chastity. Before he becomes a monk, he must pass one final test: help a woman who has lost her way. But when he lays eyes on Ada of Keyworth, he is tempted beyond measure by her sultry beauty and dangerous curves.

After twenty-five years in the remote English countryside, living under an assumed name, Erica Miller has decided it’s time for the world to hear her story—from her point of view, rather than from the tabloids or the gossips who think she got away with murder. She hires Prudence Carr to write about her privileged childhood, her marriage, the affairs, the day her husband disappeared, and the day his body was found in the marshes. Despite evidence against her, the jury refused to convict, leaving Erica to live a life of quiet isolation.