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I’m the good twin, the quiet one, the one who hides in the shadows. I never draw attention to myself, never cause my family concern, and most people forget I exist. My sister is my polar opposite in every way. Loud and in the spotlight, she likes to let people believe she’s the bad twin, but I know better. So when I’m mistaken for her, kidnapped and thrust into the spotlight, my three gorgeous rescuers, now bodyguards, are my only protection from the attention I’ve avoided my entire life—and suddenly, I want to be the bad twin.

I’ve always known things I shouldn’t know, and seen things I shouldn’t see - things no one else sees. One terrifying vision - and my reaction to it - lands me in Brocker’s Center for the Criminally Insane. I’m convinced I can survive my time here unscathed. After all, I’m not crazy. But after spending time with three guys - a schizophrenic with two personalities, a pathological liar who isn’t to be trusted, and a nymphomaniac with a penchant for knives - I’m beginning to doubt my sanity.

Becoming virtuous demands a sinful price. Our role at Briarcliff has a deeper consequence than the nightly rituals and cloaked costumes the Nobles are so fond of. We’re barely visible, peripheral shadows who hold the deadliest keys. And we’re done being a secret society’s dirty little secret. A note to Callie Ryan, Briarcliff’s most scandalous student: To maintain our power, our history must stay hidden. Do not, under any circumstances, uncover it and put it in the hands of Chase Stone, no matter how much his handsome, heartbreaking face begs you to trust him.

Cole had to flee to Faerie. His best friend Flynn—my bully and tormentor—holds all the answers. My family secrets are like a noose, slowly tightening around my neck.

When blue-eyed billionaire Dante Santoro puts his mind to something, it usually means he is going to sleep with it. And Aniya Compton was his latest target. But she was proving to be tougher to get into the sack than he imagined. Not even throwing money around could sway her. This made Dante even more intrigued. He was not going to stop at anything till he had Aniya right where he wanted her. But Aniya had a cute little three-year-old secret back home who might just make Dante think twice about pursuing her.

Rejection. That's what I get for trying to save a girl who obviously doesn't want saving. Paying off her father's debt so she can stop taking off her clothes for other people? That was a no brainer. Obviously, I hoped she'd fall victim to my irresistible charm. My selflessness. But no. I've offended her independent spirit, and instead of falling for me, she's doing everything she can to avoid me. I should forget all about Ellie Masters, but I'm a sucker for her sassy smile and that fiery, luscious mouth.

Gus wasn't just my president. He was the father I never had. He was steadfast and strong. I looked up to him and trusted him without question. I'd never seen the man show a single sign of uncertainty until the day August James showed up at the Satan's Fury clubhouse. None of us knew why the beautiful brunette had come knocking at our door, but it was clear that her arrival had caught Gus by surprise.

Abby Curtis has made such a mess of her life that rock bottom is an ambitious climb. With nowhere else to go, she lands on her Aunt Reva's doorstep at Buckaroo Barn, home to a motley assortment of rescue animals. Reva, a telepathic animal communicator, gives Abby time to reinvent herself by leaving Abby in charge of the farm while she's away. Abby immerses herself in caring for the animals and running educational programs to teach kids to appreciate and relate to them. Just when Abby is finally starting to feel like herself again, a sexy new neighbor moves in next door.

I'm a 22-year-old virgin. Tonight, that changes. I thought my first time had to be magical. The perfect date. The perfect place. The perfect guy. I thought I wanted to be in love. But now, I'm desperate. I'll take any guy as long as he's decent looking and treats me well, at least for the night. Turns out Mr. Perfect isn't so hard to find. He's hot, dreamy, and filthy rich. And he wants me.

After taking one look at May Roberts, Ben knows he has to have her. But he's a player known for breaking hearts, and May is tired of playing games. After a night of the hottest sex she's ever experienced, May promises herself it won't happen again. But something about Ben awakens kinky cravings she never knew she had.

Kidnapped by the Ruiz Cartel, Lochlan is kept in a state of perpetual weakness and starvation, his magic barely sustaining him. His resolve is tested when another prisoner is thrown into his cell, offering a grim choice: die in captivity, or use dark Magic to consume his cellmate's life force and escape.

Once upon a time...there was a little girl who believed in fairy tales and happily ever afters. Hoping. Praying. Waiting...for her prince to come. Together they’d conquer the world. Slaying dragons, demons, and villains. Until her Prince Charming let his demons prevail. She cried and begged and prayed. She hated him. She loved him. She couldn’t save him. “I’m sorry.” “I love you.” Those were five words she despised more than anything. Her fairy tale had become her worst nightmare. She didn’t know how much more she could take. She didn’t know love could turn into hate.

Sidney drives me crazy. As a professional poker player, I never want to lose, but when that woman beats me, it makes me want to punch something. She haunts my dreams. Only, they're hot-as-hell dreams that end with me waking up in a sweat wishing she was right next to me. My friends are joining me in the Bahamas for a poker tournament that I'm gonna rule. I know she'll be there, grinning as she flashes her cards and licks those red lips just to mess with my head. But this time, I refuse to let her win.

In the year 2047, Lochlan takes the bus to his soul-sucking job answering phones to remain unnoticed. Life is easier that way. Little attachment. Few friends. That means less people caught in the crossfire when he loses control again. The last time he came close to losing it was when he was around Zemila. That was five years ago, just before he disappeared. That was why he disappeared. He’s good at that. Disappearing. Resettling. Being overlooked.

The town of Bedlam was born of rioters, revolutionaries, and murder. Over a hundred years later, not much has changed. This town might as well be ruled by outlaws, and their names are Arsenio, Cairo, Jacques, Legend, and Roan. The Bedlam Boys run my university and everyone in it.

Caterina Alfera. My enemy. My obsession. My queen. I have left it all on the line for Caterina Alfera. She holds the keys to everything I have ever wanted. But would she do the unthinkable for me - the right thing?

Can I tell you a secret? I'm a chameleon shifter...and I've spent the past year posing as my 80-year-old best friend. No one can ever know what I really look like! Not even my three hot, fated mates: The sweetest bear shifter, a seductive vampire mage, and a hot troll cop who vows to protect me. If I can't keep my feelings for them hidden, my true identity will be discovered and I'll end up dead - or worse!

Callie: I always thought at Briarcliff Academy, Chase Stone was the ultimate ruler. He had the followers. The brutal upbringing. The supplicants. I’m the nobody he tortured, then loved, then ignored. Until I became the somebody of the Virtues. Now, Chase will tell you my exiling is for my own good and that he wants to shield me. He’s wrong. Chase wants to protect his legacy as badly as I want to tear his societies down. Our happy ending has turned into star-crossed lovers. So be it. Let my reign begin. Chase: Then let my sabotage begin, too.

A sexy contract killer in a high-stakes capture fantasy? Yes, please! Astrid believes she'll never be free of her abusive husband - until she walks in on his murder. His killer is unable to take her life but refuses to set her free. Will she come to enjoy her new cage and the man with the keys to it?

I was born for this. To play the game. To battle my colleagues. To come out on top. To win. Everything I've ever wanted is within my grasp. So, why did I get distracted by a man whose touch consumes me to the point of forgetting my goals? How do I decide between my ultimate goal and the unknown? Why did I have to fall for the enemy? Choosing between my career and my heart could leave us both in shambles.