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Nightingale Mooncrest is not what most day dwellers think of when imagining a gargoyle. They think of big, bad, rumbling, stone behemoths like her dad, but she has yet to earn her stones and become one of the mighty Mooncrest warriors. She dreams of leaving her forest and traveling beneath open skies and the blazing sun to see other lands, so of course she's gonna do her best to befriend the first day dwellers to plop down in her lap when they end up in her neck of the woods. It can't be that tough to show a harpy how to make it under the haunted boughs of Shadow's Reach, right?

Savannah Caleman’s family has been coming apart since the early 1920s. Now, in the late 1980s, the evil plaguing her family dons a suit and tie and introduces himself, giving Savannah an ultimatum: Endure endless terror or grant his freedom. She must decide between her sister’s safety and aiding a monster that can’t be identified as an angel or a demon. Either way, Savannah is torn and takes to single-handedly running the family affairs with precision as she takes care of her sister.

Caleb Davenport has spent the last decade traveling around the world building an international company into a billion-dollar enterprise with his business partners, but unfortunately, he hasn’t stopped thinking about Kira Bancroft since high school. He assumes she’s living her dream as a concert pianist — until one evening, fresh off the plane from Hong Kong, he gets the shock of his life when he runs into Kira waitressing at a local Denver restaurant.

As the new commander of the UK Task Force on Human Trafficking, I have important work to do, and innocent lives to protect. There’s no time for mistakes or distractions. When I find Bexli—a woman I've loved most of my life—on a sex-slave-auction website, I’ll move mountains to rescue her. After the hell she’s endured, she needs my strong exterior more than anything. For the first time, my hardened shell just may soften with her touch.

With a Tuscan backdrop of romance and innocence, 16-year-olds Miles Grinder Stone and Pia Deltetto learn of love and loss. After a whirlwind romance, they return to their separate lives with a hope of reconnecting someday.

I do whatever my team needs. I’ll protect and fight for them — no matter the cost. After I meet the alluring Aine McNamara at a wedding, I’m thinking about more than tying the knot. But when tragedy strikes, I know I’m needed elsewhere. Torn between saving her and protecting my country, the battle begins.

K19 Security Specialist Gunner Godet is so deep undercover that nobody on his team knows where he is or what he's signed up for. And now that he's vowed to help a sexy and mysterious woman from the dirtiest Russian organization in all of Eastern Europe, his only chance at survival lies in her hands — and arms. Luckily, Gunner refuses to give his heart to a woman ever again. Otherwise, he'd be in more danger than he ever imagined.

K19 Security Solutions Partner Tabon Razor Sharp has seen his fair share of tragedy, but one thing is for certain: He never forgets a face. Agreeing to be his buddy's groomsman means he'll once again reunite with the enchanting and gorgeous Ava McNamara. Unable to finish what they started last time, he's more than ready to reignite the spark with Ava. But the wedding brings on more than he bargained for. Meeting Ava's father throws a wrench into his plans. Her father isn't who he claims to be. And Razor is determined to uncover all the facts.

With a name like “Poseidon,” I’m feared on the spot. I come in like a force of nature, and destroy anyone who challenges me or hurts those I love. In my country, loyalty and rage runs deep. I know my obsession with Oleander will lead to my ruin, but every touch of her naked skin against mine strengthens my addiction to her. She’s both bellissima and brillante, with a fiery passion and a commitment, like mine, to save the world.

It happened suddenly. Overnight. Inside Spring Lakes Assisted Living, seven residents - 69 years of age - died mysterious deaths. Only, they aren’t really dead. Their bodies remain still, their staring eyes void of life. Yet, their hearts continue to beat, their lungs fight for oxygen, and somewhere within their petrified bodies, their souls cling to life.

Kaitlyn just dropped a bombshell on Owen, offering a future he'd never dreamed possible. But within a heartbeat, that future is being threatened by new enemies, ghosts of the past, and cursed vampire relics.

In Dance Life: Movin' & Groovin' Around the Globe, Lisa Alpine combines her three all-encompassing passions - writing, travel, and dance - into a bouquet of 27 stories that span her lifetime and the globe. From twerking with a nun in an Albanian orphanage to salsa dancing with a hottie under the burning sun in Cuba, to braving an attempt at flamenco on a Parisian tabletop, these toe-tapping tales will inspire you to follow the call of a wild life, leaving home with your passport in hand and your dance shoes stuffed into the suitcase.

I’ve been tortured ever since, and not just by the frustratingly beautiful Grim that recruited me into Reaper Collective. A little drool and pining won’t stop my supernaturally beating heart. It’s been three years and my persistent death nightmares have become a total snooze-fest, but the who and why gnaws on my nerves at night. If I can keep kicking soul-collecting ass and keep my mouth on a tight leash, I just might get the answers I’m dying to know.

It’s the only option, the only plan that’ll work. Infiltrate the enemy and take them down once and for all. I’m an RAF fighter pilot and M16 agent; sitting still is not who I am. But WASP has other plans. Plans to protect me, keep me safe. When I do what I want, it’s WASP who feels the sting. Code name: Jasper “Wasp” Theron.

Nothing surprises me in this business. It’s all private operatives, and hush-hush happenings. I grew up around it all, with a brother on the inside. Still wasn’t enough to keep my ex’s fists off of me. Battered and broken, I’m slow to trust. But Rhys “Monk” Perrin reignites my fire. He gives me reason to burn with passion. This business won’t relent. With my life in jeopardy, and a fight on my hands, I need Monk to finally say what he really wants.

The K19 Security Solutions team is typically ready to serve and protect at any given time. But the holidays call for even more vigilance and protection — from each other. As families navigate through Thanksgiving and Christmas, more conflicts arise. Just as Zary and Gunner discover a Christmas miracle, Ava and Razor have a secret of their own. Can the K19 Security Solutions team get to the New Year without destroying the magic of the holidays, or will the season bring more than they bargained for?

This damn serial killer investigation is going to be the death of me — literally. And now Diesel won't let up, protecting me like I'm some damsel in distress. He knows I'm far from it. My FBI badge and education matches him wit for wit and danger for danger. But let's be completely honest — Diesel has all the right fuel to ignite my fire. I just hope this doesn't all go up in flames.

Espionage, secrets, and all the other crap, my team wants me tight-lipped about. And that’s fine. I’m used to life undercover. As an MI5 agent, I take on a lot. It’s who I am, and what I do. But the fiery new weapon for US Homeland Security is more dangerous than anything I’ve touched — or tasted — before. With her curves and sass, she’s dangerous and powerful. Let’s be honest, she’s never faced off against me, though. I’ve got tricks to make anyone cave.

Reporters need to back off. I’ve got a job to do. Being overworked, overwhelmed, and underappreciated, the last thing this M15 agent needs is a sexy and incredibly persuasive journalist knocking me off my game. But the terror in her eyes tells me she needs me—in more ways than one.

God of the Sea? Not anymore. Mount Olympus is closed for business. Fine by me. I’ve got a sweet mountaintop hideaway, a vintage bike that roars louder than Apollo on his best day, and I’m vice president of the Gods of Thunder MC. All the heartache and frustration I had to deal with as one of the Gods? Gone. Don’t miss it one bit. Most of the time. I got low. Okay? Whiskey’s great and all. But it doesn’t hold a candle to Dionysius’ wine. Which is also gone. That’s why I was standing at the edge of the cliff staring down at the surf.