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He promised just to protect me. So why do I crave his touch? I never thought I’d end up here—pregnant, broke, and abandoned by my no-good husband. Dirk stole every penny from our bank account and vanished, leaving me with nothing but two pink lines on a stick and a belly full of his child. With nowhere else to turn, I knock on the only door left to me—his older brother’s. Connor Hayes is everything Dirk isn’t—strong, dependable, protective…and off-limits.

My family owes the Bellinis a debt. And I've come to learn quickly that their family motto is: "Debts must always be paid." In this case, that means a life for a life. My life, to be exact. I'm being served up on a silver platter, forced to marry a mafia man, sight unseen, shackled to the Bellinis forever. If I refuse... my father will pay the ultimate price. Only once I reach the altar and lay eyes on my groom, I realize he's not a complete stranger. Not only have I met Enzo Bellini once before, but that brief encounter left me thinking about him for months.

Ex-cop. Graduate of the Magic Academy. Mage. I used to carry a badge for the NYPD. Now I carry wards stitched into my coat and a pistol loaded with rounds nobody admits exist. My old partner calls me to the High Line for a triple homicide. Three bodies. Chests crushed. Claw marks cut too deep to blame on a pit bull. Magic residue clings to the concrete. Somebody wanted the city to notice. The moment I say yes, Manhattan’s hidden world starts circling.

When I wake up in the morgue, I know it’s time to move on… When people think of shifters, they always bring up the predators: wolves, bears, big cats. But prey shifters exist, too; the bunnies, the hedgehogs, and my old childhood nemesis, Roxy, who was an adorable raccoon and a huge headache. Then there’s me. Honey Morgan, one in a long line of Virginia opossums—and who has a tendency to ‘play dead’ at the worst possible moments. For nearly my whole life, I’ve managed to live among humans who have no clue that I’m a supe.

Debts must always be paid. The task was simple: fill in for my best friend as the lifeguard at a private birthday party. But the next thing I know, I'm pulling a little girl out of the pool and resuscitating her. That's when I learned a key detail my best friend failed to mention. The party was for a pint-sized mafia princess, and I'd unknowingly saved the life of the Don's four-year-old daughter. Now, in Matteo Bellini's mind, he owes me a debt.

The end has come. The stars cry out in warning as the world eaters approach, and tensions rise as chaos reigns across every realm. Ancient primordial gods drain magic from weaker beings, and war knocks on the door of every kingdom. But no one could have predicted the key to ending it all… me. I realize now that I was never meant to be an ordinary, simple witch. Forged by prophecy and a heritage crafted by the gods, I was born to face the end—the point of no return. Now, as cosmic forces threaten to rip our world apart, we stand at the heart of it.

She was just a survivor. He was a ruthless leader, a king. Their destiny is to be lovers—but first, they must accept the choice of the stones. A mated bonded pair whether they like it or not. Elyria is a fierce survivor living a life of brutal obscurity, entirely unaware of the devastating destiny thrumming in her veins. All of that shatters when she accidentally unearths the ancient Aura Stone. The relic instantly marks her, setting her on a collision course with a throne and a lover she never wanted. The Stone has chosen her as the last Queen.

My father is a serial killer. No big deal. I promise. Me? Upset? No. Never. In fact, it would be really easy to pretend that the man never existed in the first place… if it wasn't for the bodies. What bodies? Only about 200 of them. Like I said. No big deal. What is even worse? He has had a dual purpose for killing them, and it isn't just because he's a sadistic monster. No. It is far worse than that. And if all of this wasn't enough to deal with… I had eight men in my life. Yes. Eight.

Descendant of Chaos. Daughter of Magic. Two titles that I had been called time and time again, but neither of them truly fit. As I had found in the God realm, I was so much more than that—an anomaly. And because of who I was and how I came to be, I was now part of a prophecy—one with world-ending aspects I wasn't a fan of. Unfortunately, I couldn't avoid the situation forever, and while the Horde was an amazing place to do exactly that… I quickly found there was something so much larger at stake than my pride or my anger at what Isis and my birthmother had done.

Fallon Vale never thought a simple tweet could change everything. But when she dares to share her deepest, darkest Halloween fantasy, the game begins. A masked stranger watches her. He follows. He teases. And with every stolen glance, every shadowed step, the line between fear and desire blurs.

Stay away from mages. It was a singular phrase my father had ingrained in me from the time of my birth. Sorry, Dad. I have a feeling that is going to be a problem. You have to understand… my life has been bland at best. Everything in my life, every single day, has been scripted, organized, and neat. Calm, cool, and collected. The problem? It wasn't real. I wasn't like the other witches in my father's coven. I had a chaotic storm growing inside of me, and the moment these mages stepped into the picture, it began to escape. The perfect image of my life was shattered.

Pastor Jones has everything he has ever wanted: a beautiful wife and newborn son, a warm and loving home, and a pinnacle role in the community as the pastor of his local church. Until he meets Jane Thomas, the beautiful and alluring new member of the parish. As Jane’s aggressive hunt for his affection grows, Pastor Jones becomes haunted by her egregious love notes and presents until their confrontation leads him to the darkest path of his career…and his life.

Young Nia is super excited to celebrate Kwanzaa! She is especially excited this year because now she has a new baby brother and she gets to teach him all about the special holiday. Kwanzaa, a holiday celebrating African culture, is a special week of celebration, filled with fun activities, dancing, and candle lighting—and Nia can't wait! Join her in her excitement in making sure this year's Kwanzaa is something very special.

Samantha, a successful business owner, welcomes a new employee. She finds herself stuck between two lovers and things go from good to bad. In the end, Samantha finds herself choosing between the new employee or her high school sweetheart.

Kids are sent to school every day with their trusty backpacks, carrying their schoolbooks, notebooks, and lunch—everything they’ll need for the day. But what surprises do they bring home for us, their parents?

TJ is an adventurous little boy with just one problem—he wets the bed nearly every night! But this is nothing for TJ to be ashamed of. Follow TJ on his journey as he finds out what works for him and achieves a dry night without wetting the bed.

I lied to protect her… but now I’d burn the world to keep her. It started as a lie. I found the letter in my cellmate’s trash—his little sister reaching out, just wanting a connection. I missed my own sister, so I wrote back, pretending to be him. Just one letter. One lie. But I couldn’t stop. By the time I got out of prison, I only meant to give her one good memory—proof her "brother" was doing okay. But Sunny wasn’t what I expected. She was sunshine in human form… and the Wolf in me roared that she was mine.

Did we need to hold a Halloween party? No, of course not. Was I going to anyway? You better freakin' believe it. I didn't even feel bad! We needed a break! Even if it was for a day, a healthy work-life balance was essential…even if it was holding a bloody Halloween party and the work was determining who was sucking the magic out of people like goddamn juice boxes.

They came and took us in the middle of the night - kidnapped us and locked us in an attic - me and my stepbrother Jake. They’re some kind of cult - the Worshipers of the Moon - and they say that Jake and I are the last of the Royal Weres. We’re the last two with the blood of the First Wolf and because of that, we’re their only hope.

Chaos. Magic. Love. Three elements to my life that have brought me to this point—traveling to the God realm. I know we can handle whatever the fates decide to toss our way. Yet between visiting Queen Titania's court and learning far more about my demi-gods' past than I could have expected... I just hope we can retain some semblance of sanity by the end of this. And what happens when I finally meet the man, the myth, the... well, god, obviously—Set. My father. What has Isis been hiding from me? Secrets are unraveling nearly as fast as things are heating up between my men and me.