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Every wrongdoing warrants a consequence. In my case, I've decided to settle the score with death. Especially when what brought this on, what stirred up my crazy, was the vicious attack on an innocent young girl. Worse, one that ended in her death. For years, I've been plotting to take out the men I used to call my brothers. The men who double-crossed me by brutally murdering my sister.

Dear Mr. Brisken: How do I hate you? Let me count the ways. I hate your smug, sexy millionaire face. I hate your cocky, skirt-chasing, playboy ways. I hate working as your secretary - but, I love the pay. It almost makes dealing with you worth it. I hate how my friends call you a BILF, when really BILK (Boss I'd Like to Kill) is more appropriate. I hate that I need you to be my date for my best friend's wedding because my ex-boyfriend, the King of Heartbreakers, and his new busty blonde girlfriend will be in attendance.

I survived my first semester at the Academy of Unpredictable Magic. Apparently, the universe took that as a challenge.... For years, Unpredictables have been brushed aside by the rest of the magical community. Now, people are starting to pay attention - and I’m not entirely sure that’s a good thing. I’ve always been content to fly under the radar, but now that we’ve been invited to participate in the inter-academy trials, the entire school will be in the spotlight.

The time has come for Cameron, Jason, and Asher to hang up their Rixon Raider jerseys and head off to college with the girls they love. But will their relationships stand the test of college life, new friendships, and most of all, football?

Being taken in the middle of the night was just the rude awakening I needed to bring reality crashing back down. Trapped and unable to reach the princes or my team, hopelessness hunts me down like a pack of hellhounds. Making matters worse, I'm at the mercy of the one who's appeared in my nightmares since first laying eyes on him. Face-to-face for the second time, I'm reminded of our mutual hatred. Only, now that the blood bond has taken effect, is it still mutual? I get the sense that something's changed.

A stranger thrusts Ember Brighton into another time, where she learns her crumbling life has a greater purpose. Pursuing this new life, however, will leave her loved ones in danger until she realizes who she is and what she’s capable of. If she fails to work quickly enough, her mother’s deadly fate will be sealed. When the confident and mysterious Rane Andersson shows up at all the right moments to help, Ember can’t help but distrust his motives. Without him, though, she’s left with more questions than answers and more people trying to kill her than she can fight off alone.

When I was a kid, my best friend betrayed me in the worst way possible, ripping my family to shreds in the aftermath. She ruined my life in one fell swoop, and didn’t even have the heart to warn me. Now, nearly a decade later, I’m back in the town I grew up in, determined to make her pay. They say revenge is a dangerous game, but I’ve never been one to play it safe. There is nothing I’ll love more than to find her weakness and use it to destroy her. The lie she told all those years ago will be her undoing.

Football players s*ck. A bunch of cocky, lying cheaters who think they’re god’s gift to women, just like my dear old dad. I’ve managed to avoid them my whole college career, until now. I just got assigned to be wide receiver Callum Samskevitch’s physical therapist. Pro: It will be great to add to my resume. Con: I have to see him. Every. Single. Day. Which would be fine... if he wasn’t so dang sexy.

Clutch Hayes has always been a Rebel, but when an old enemy comes gunning for revenge, he'll sacrifice everything to protect the little girl who holds his heart. Including going renegade. Cut off from his brothers, he has no choice but to put his trust into the feisty doctor who saves his life, then kidnaps him.

I’m still recovering from the chaos of the Trials, but there’s no time to fall behind. Strange things are afoot at the Academy of Unpredictable Magic, and somehow, I’ve found myself in the middle of it all again. On top of that, even as I start to fall harder for the four men who have worked their way into my heart, an unexpected revelation threatens to upend everything between us. But Elliot Sinclair doesn’t go down without a fight.

Tampa Bay joins Miami in representing the (alleged) Sunshine State in the Noir Series arena.

It only takes one night - one moment, one small snippet of time - to change everything. At 16-years-old, Sebastian Baxter taught me that. He taught me a lot of things. He never had to work for my heart. In some unexplainable way, I think it had always belonged to him anyway. Some might think our love story is over, but deep down I know it's only just beginning. Because it's not about where the night begins, it's about where it ends.

It was love at first sight with Finn. The downtown bad boy with the piercing blue eyes, tattooed biceps, and museum-worthy chiseled body. But while he struggled, I was driven. An investigative reporter determined to pursue the truth to get my story. My credo: Dig deep, then dig deeper. Then one time, I dug too deep and literally dug my own grave, losing everything and everyone dear to me.

Sullivan Sinclair has a wife who shares his wildness and desires. To others, she is regal and perfect on his arm. To him, she is a goddess with dirty appetites that need to be fulfilled. Eleanor Sinclair has a husband who allows her darkest fantasies to come true. Aboard their new luxury yacht, purchased for their cluster of islands called Rapture, he suggests a game of seduction. Another play in Euphoria. Sea, sky, or sand - thanks to Sully’s unique playground, they can play anywhere.

Saki has always followed the Blossom girls' house rules: Thou shalt prank the Dudes, thy beautiful fraternity neighbors, all day, every day; thou shalt not lose thy heart to them: no fraternizing with the arch-frat-enemy. Easy enough, right? Minor complication one: Saki gets warm all over whenever she sees Picasso, the dark-haired, hyper-sensual painting student with bright grey eyes, over there in the Dude den. Minor complications two through five: Picasso is head-over-heels for Saki, has an obsessive personality, and craves working her up. He brushes up against her.

I know he's a shifter before I see him. As I step inside, desire pulls me under like a wave. Vampires are delicious, but nothing is as scorching hot as a powerful werewolf. I'm not sure what I want more - to have him bend me over the table, or to feed on his otherworldly energy. I crave both. Temptation! This is how my problems begin. I can't trust anyone, particularly supernatural creatures. With my power, I don't even trust myself. I'm too damned dangerous.

The Obsidian Order is tough, they have to be if they want to turn prospects into elite agents. I want to be one of those agents, and right now I'm closer than ever to achieving that goal. Hunting Valoel down is my primary goal. The word on the street is he's recruiting mages to fight for his cause. I'm not sure what his cause is, but I know it's not good. Draven would have us just kill him outright and be done with it, but Valoel said he was my brother. Maybe he can tell me about my past? My parents?

Ninni lives for pranking the crap out of K-Pop. She'd do it with him 24/7 - sorry: Do it to him. As in prank him. Yep, their thing has everything to do with pranks. Nothing to do with an insanity-in-a-bucket attraction. It's not like he's drop-dead gorgeous and has infinite charisma or anything. His brain isn't Donald Duck, Einstein, and Shakespeare in one mischievous swirl either.

I was raised by my serial killer father. I crave connection, but love is not an option. That’s why I’m a “one-and-done” kinda girl. With my terrible secrets, I can't risk getting too close to anyone. So how does super sexy heartthrob Kalev manage to sneak his way into my heart? Should I take a chance on love? But Kalev is not the man I think he is. In fact, he’s not a man at all.

At first, he fights the attraction between us almost as hard as I do. But when words like destiny and soulmate whisper through my thoughts, how can I ignore them? He can have any girl he wants, but he looks at me as if I'm the girl he's waited for his whole life. How can I tell him I'm not that girl? I wish I were enough for him, wish I were whole. But beneath my facade, I've been falling to pieces for a long time, and I don't know if I'm strong enough to resist the downward momentum.