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Lochlan and Noble say they rescued me from the ruthless Dragon King who stole me and bound me against my will. But every night, he's there—the man with fire in his eyes and my name on his lips, holding me like I'm his salvation. In the ruins of the Drifting Kingdom, enemies are gathering. The witches want their stolen land back. The court wants their lost queen dead. Because even in my dreams, he promises to come for me. That he'll reclaim what was taken from him... And burn the realm down to bring home his queen.

It was only supposed to be a part-time babysitting job. Then the wildfires swept through the valley. Now I'm stuck at a Napa winery with the three guys who run the place. And considering what they look like? Things could be a lot worse. Luke Ashford, the dark-and-handsome owner whose son I'm nannying. Beckett Montgomery, the London-born business manager who reminds me of David Beckham. Hunter Jones, the goofball marketing expert for the winery. I spend my days nannying the baby, and my nights are having sweaty, steamy fun with these three incredible men.

A million-dollar paycheck to finally escape the grind. But instead, I've landed in a glittering world of high art, whispered secrets, and three men who refuse to let me go. Damien Voss Hawthorne is the impervious billionaire who lives for control—until I show him some things are worth surrendering. Theo Rourke, a fortress in a three-piece suit who hides behind walls—until I ignite the trust he's never given anyone. Nico Vale, the charming personal chef and valet whose every touch tastes like sin—until vulnerability becomes our sweetest indulgence.

I knew what it felt like to reach rock bottom. To do things I could never repent. To want things I could never absolve. I’ve wanted to die for so long. I deserve to die for what I’ve done. But not until I finish this. Not until I atone. And so, I make a decision. A cascade of decisions that will bring about the end of my world. The darkness wants to be fed. So I’ll feed it. With blood.

Eight years ago, the boys I loved disappeared without a word. Now they've returned—older, more powerful, and with secrets in their eyes. They say we're witches. That we're bound by magicae. That my grandmother was hiding something from me—something even more dangerous than grief.

The dragon rider might have taken everything from me. My home, my family, and my crown. But I vowed long ago he would never take my heart. I survived ten years being tortured by his crazy worshippers. I know I can survive anything the king throws at me. Because if this usurper thinks I'm going to bend and break to his will now that I'm his wife, he doesn't know what his new queen is capable of. I will make him bend and break.

For years, I existed alone. Fighting the urges, doing my best to stay good. Until Esclave 58 entered my life and I didn’t have to fight so hard. She makes me better, she makes me human, but then he arrives on my doorstep. He says he’s my half-brother.

With my magicae unleashed, I should be in the perfect position to harness the powers of a soul witch. My primordium is stronger than ever, and at Necos's castle, I'm finally safe—free to explore the true depths of my abilities without fear of exposure.

I’m the illegitimate son of a monster. My other half-blooded siblings have their own demons…but me? I truly have the devil inside. I try to be good. To do my best to ignore the deep, dark, despicable urges. But every day it gets harder. I thought family could help. I reached out to my infamous half-brother, Q, begging for his secrets to stay tamed.

It only took one droplet of blood to forever change me. Her blood. The taste of it. The heat of it. I swallowed her down and devoured her. For a while, it was enough. My monster was content. I believed I’d found where I belonged. But now…that droplet is no longer enough. I want rivers of it. Oceans of it. I want the world dripping in red and I honestly don’t know who I’m hunting anymore. Her?

I never wanted to inherit a title; I was doing just fine living estranged from my father, making my own rules. Now that he's dead, I'm the new Duke, and people have expectations of me. The first one is to find myself a Duchess. Olivia Adams is innocent to the world, and far too naive to its cruelty. When her brother betrays me, she comes to me and begs me to spare his life, then she makes a deal with the devil. One she can't go back from. All men of title need heirs, and Olivia's going to learn that Bad Dukes don't play fair.

I have a stalker. A masked man who watches me from the shadows. A guardian who says he's there to protect me—to help me heal from almost dying at the hands of another man. He says he's willing to do anything to help me move on. That I needn't be afraid of him. I agree to keep him my secret and share how much I'm truly struggling. In return, he guards me. Even if it means guarding me from himself.

Rage and bloodlust have been the only things fueling my soul for the last one hundred years. Revenge has been the only thing holding my sanity together. Until his shadows curl around my throat and all I can think about is his revenge. I don't want to be loved, but he doesn't know the meaning of the word no.

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.

I made a bargain with a monster. A vow to save both our lives. I thought our commitment would stay true. It didn't. I've spent my entire life alone. I'm well used to loneliness and the endless pain of having no one. Sure, we made a bargain. We shared our secrets and made a vow. But I warned her not to do one tiny thing. One very important thing.

Elzora has discovered the truth of her magicae. She's a soul witch, a type that's been hunted to extinction because they're too powerful. Not only does she need to learn all she can about this new world as quickly as possible, but she and her men must fight to keep her alive until she matures, when she'll be the unstoppable Primordial Queen. The crown has declared her the rightful ruler, the heir to Mitagus. When danger lurks around every corner and you're missing crucial bits of information, how do you gain the upper hand?

With his band Arcadia Echo, Grayson stole Briella's breath the day she first photographed them, thanks to his sensual eyes, soul-searching lyrics, and confident sensitivity wrapped in passionate talent. But his pack is Alphas known for waiting on the perfect Omega—someone who doesn't exist. Someone who isn't Briella.

While Sir Leo Clarke is the winningest racer in Formula One history, lately he's been on a losing streak thanks to his rival team's principal, Ceci Rivers. Leo doesn't approve of Ceci's brash methods . . . or the way she always manages to twist his words and turn his day upside down. Maybe that's why he jumps at the chance to fluster her for a change. Ceci knows she has a tendency to go for broke—something she's never seen "Sir Stick" achieve, thanks to all that British stoicism. But then, an impromptu kiss rocks her world, and she starts to think there's more to Leo than meets the eye.

Jesamine (Jez) Jacobs is making waves and calling her own shots in the singer-songwriter circuit across the southwest of England. What she doesn't need is a snarky rock band owning the crowds she plays for. She has her own fans, and there's no way theirs will accept her. But when Ash Knightley, head of the country's leading artist management company, selects her to open this headlining band's next tour, she'll have to share a stage and play nice with the band members—the pack who sidelined her career three years earlier.

Socialite Lily Montgomery has done her best to stay out of the spotlight since her mother's death. For five years, she's carried the burden of being an heiress—felt the pressures of upholding her legacy. But she never once believed she was in danger. Until her car is chased and run off the road. Lily can't shake the feeling that the horrific crash was more than a random act of violence. It felt personal. As if someone wanted her to feel terrified and helpless.