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Eris, the goddess of chaos, has given up hope of ever breaking free of the curse that's haunted her for centuries—until the Fates offer her an unexpected chance at redemption. Enter Enzo Silviano, a charming bartender and failed therapist with a hidden lineage going back to ancient Troy. When Eris discovers he's the key to lifting her curse, she does the one thing gods do best and traps him into a deal he can't refuse. Their mission from the Fates?

When Thoth finds Kema instead of the dangerous sorcerer he was expecting, he makes her a deal . . . she has to help him capture all the creatures she's set loose in Alexandria. If she refuses, there's a spot in the Duat that Thoth has already picked out for a thief like her. Kema has a way of wriggling under Thoth's defenses and sparks a fire inside of him. She is dangerous, infuriating, utterly irresistible . . . and he can't get enough of her.

You’ll judge me. Hate me, and tell me I’m wrong. Refuse to see how my darkness is what she needs. While I don’t particularly care about your feelings in the matter, and while I pursue her - despite the wedding bells that rang for another - only I can see how she is drowning beneath mediocrity. He had his chance to make her happy. He failed. He didn't see how she was dying inside, because he couldn't know her. Not like I know her. I am her stalker. Her protector. And the only man that can bring her back to life.

Vulnerable, tender, acute, these are serious poems, brave poems, exploring with honesty the ambiguous moment between the rapture of youth and the grace of acceptance. A daughter tends to aging parents. A woman struggles with infertility—“What if, instead of carrying / a child, I am supposed to carry grief?”—and a body seized by pain and vertigo as well as ecstasy. A nation convulses: “Every song of this country / has an unsung third stanza, something brutal.” And still Limón shows us, as ever, the persistence of hunger, love, and joy, the dizzying fullness of our too-short lives.

After five thousand years living as a jackal, Anubis has managed to get back into his god form. He needs to find the stolen piece of his soul and go back to the Duat where he belongs, but trying to navigate the new world he's woken up in is more complicated than it seems. He's going to need someone who knows how to dig for lost pieces of the past, and his new aunties concoct the perfect cover to help him.

Hi, I’m Sarah and my life is a mess. I lost my online job and my rent just doubled... Luckily, just when I was at my lowest point, a strange messenger came to my apartment. He had an envelope that contained my Grandmother’s last will and testament. Only…I had forgotten all about her. How was that possible? I was about to find out. When a mysterious door appeared in my living room, I walked through it…and found myself in the world of Hidden Hollow—a snug New England town where it’s inexplicably always Autumn.

One letter. That was all it took to change the course of my life forever. Typing too quickly in the application program cost me my dreams of finally being accepted for who I am, and now I'm stuck here. Discordia University's acceptance made everything I knew go up in a puff of sulfur. Demons are real, and they just admitted me into their elite boys' school. Unfortunately, my name is Kat, not Kit, and I'm a girl.

Thanks to a curse he can't remember getting, Hermes's memories are locked away so tight that even the god of thieves has no way of picking the locks. After twenty years of being held prisoner, he's not even sure he wants them back. Selene has worked off her shitty ex-boyfriend's debt to Hades, but the Lord of Styx can't be denied when he wants something. He needs Hermes back and the information he has on Pithos to take them down forever, and he wants Selene to help him get it.

When trouble lands her at my feet, I take the opportunity to have what I truly want. I offer her a deal. I’ll help her, but the cost will be one night in my bed. One night of submission.

Erebus is the seventh book in a new paranormal romance series, based in a dark, sexy city ruled by Hades and his court of gods and monsters. Erebus let his monstrous side loose in order to save Medea from Darius, but pushing it back down is proving more challenging than he expected. In fact, it's almost bloody impossible when the beautiful and terrifying witch is trying to fight him every chance she gets. But damn, is it fun every time they clash.

Charming, handsome, and with a smile on the edge of sin, Nico has loved Olivia from afar for what seems like forever. When Olivia is kidnapped, he not only finds himself alone with her, but standing between her and an angry wolf out for revenge. Olivia learns how Nico feels that day, and he just hopes he's not left it too late. Olivia planned for her life to change when she left school - but she never bargained on Nico.

A vendetta that brought us back to Forest Grove has put all our lives on the line. The woman we love is thrust back into the arms of the monster that hurt her. Lives are hanging in the balance as we go up against the original founder of the Saviors—the one person who can beat us at our own game.

As a doctor used to working in war zones, Ayla thought she would be prepared for the worst kind of conflict. That is until she's kidnapped and then saved by a massive mercenary determined to keep her safe. Not only does Ayla learn her father isn't dead, but she's also being babysat by a god of war. A god who isn't exactly acting like the villain that the stories have made him out to be. Trying to hide from bounty hunters is hard enough, but neither Ayla or Set is going to be prepared for what they awaken in each other. They will both pay the ultimate price to keep each other safe.

One visit to my father in prison—convicted for a murder he didn't commit—and I've attracted the attention of the last man I'd ever want knowing that I exist.

A few hours after losing my job, I get a call from a stranger who claims I've inherited property from my father. I assume it's a scam, because my dad is alive. Turns out my mother is the liar. I board a flight to my bio-dad's hometown, but the turbulence is so bad I worry we won't make it. Declan, the hot, tattooed hunk next to me, is terrified too. When the plane freefalls for half a second, he kisses me with the passion of a man who thinks he's about to die. He seems to regret it immediately—and we both regret it when we discover he's my new neighbor.

Juggling my new relationship with Salem while my feelings for the rest of my demon hybrids spiral out of control? That's where the real danger is. After our trip to the surface, we have to pretend we don't know the Games are a scam to cover up a secret rebellion. The headmaster's neck deep in the coup, Hell's royalty are playing their own cutthroat game, and my magic—unpredictable as ever—is still a wild card.Worst of all? My secret—that I'm not actually a guy—is a ticking time bomb.

Now, I've just woken up in the hospital and realized that one of the men I love put me here. Rush is a member of the Trilogy, and there's nothing I can do to bring him back. Meanwhile, Dante has risen from the dead to take over the city and he has my father on his side.

When Thanatos starts having nightmares about Hecate, he knows it's time to find out what fate has befallen his dearest friend and oldest crush. Selene is having the same dreams, and with her magic starting to bloom she's going to need her great-aunt Hecate to teach her how to use it . . . no matter how much it pisses off Hermes.

The last thing I thought I'd be doing in Vegas was protecting some wannabe gangster girl. But as a rising star in the Consortium, an elite arms-trading organization, I do what I'm told. That's how I find myself gifted as a bodyguard to Brie "Breezy" Colombo, widow of a powerful Mafia Don, after someone takes a shot at her. Everyone knows she's just a gold-digging trophy wife, her grief as fake as her long blonde hair, her perfect smile, and her… Well, maybe they're real.

Rules. Some people say they are meant to be broken, but not these ones. These are designed to protect me, to make sure I never feel the pain I did almost ten years ago. The dull but present pain I still feel every time my past taunts me. From the loyalties that have remained broken, I built my walls high and tall, creating these rules to make sure all hearts, most of all mine, will stay guarded. That was the plan at least, until she came along.