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Hush, little baby, don't say a word . . . Will Logan choose them? Or will we watch them burn together? It's time to f--k with their minds. It's time to finish it all. It's time to paint it all red . . . Monsters don't usually wish for happily-ever-afters.

I didn't expect him. I didn't want to fall in love. But I can't let him go. Logan Bennett makes the world a safer place. He's brilliant. He's a hero. He locks away the sick and depraved. But while he's saving lives, I'm taking them. Collecting the debts that are owed to me. Ten years ago, they took from me. They left me for dead. They should have made sure I stayed dead. Now I'm taking from them. One name at a time.

Logan Bennett makes me want to have a future not tainted by the constant hunger for revenge. Doesn't mean I can stop. Doesn't mean I want to stop. It just means I want more . . . one day. But how do you make a good man love the monster inside you without stripping his soul away as well? He is all the best parts of me right now, resurrecting bits of my heart I forgot could even exist. He makes me feel something other than cold.

To the rest of the world, he was the little boy who went missing on the Fourth of July. But to Sydney Neville, he was everything. Her heart hasn't been the same since her best friend disappeared, but she's learned to build her life around that missing piece. Twenty-two years later, the last thing Sydney expects is for Oliver Lynch to return. Having been captive underground for decades, he's unfamiliar with the strange new world that awaits him—but he's alive. He's here. And no matter how he's changed, he and Sydney both still feel the connection that runs between them.

I've had tunnel vision for one main goal for so long, that I forgot there was a whole other world just outside. Until Lana. She's everything I never expected, and I love the fact I can never guess her every move or reaction. It's part of the reason I keep falling. But I also know she shuts me out, hides things from me she feels she can't share. One day, I hope she trusts me enough to share. It isn't until my job puts her at risk that I realize just how fierce she is, but it doesn't stop me from doing all I can to protect her.

To understand the monsters in the world, you have to get inside their heads. It's a dangerous place to be, especially when you start to empathize and lose your own sense of morality. But that's never happened to me . . . I've never felt conflicted on any case. Right is right and wrong is wrong. It's simple. Black and white. There's no such thing as a gray area. But f--k this case. I don't even know what side I'm on anymore. I don't understand how this town can continue to function without breaking under the weight of all the lies they've spun and lived.

The brutal alpha of our rival Shadow Pack has a reputation for serving up malice and pain. Where he comes from, wolves roam free and lawless. A treaty forged over a hundred years ago is the only thing standing between all-out war between our packs.

I once fell in love with two people. I was lucky enough they fell in love with me too. Chance Kellerman was the broken boy whose father convinced him he was worthless, and needed to hide his shameful desires. We became friends first, then brothers when we played hockey for the same team. But it was Presley King who brought us even closer. With her we became more. She set us on fire, and we had everything we'd ever wanted. Then she left us.

Victor promised me that I'd be one of the team. That I'll stand at his side, helping him mastermind my father's demise. I'll direct Saint to finding our enemies, and I'll tell Angelo when to pull the trigger. So why does it feel like they're humoring me? Why is every single victory only followed by another humiliation? I need to prove to them that I'm important to their operation. I need to prove that I'm not expendable.

As the second son, Prince Larkin doesn't have much of a role at court. When his brother sends him on a quest to slay a wyvern, he pounces on the opportunity. Only problem? It's not a wyvern. It's a dragon. A naked dragon in human form, who possesses two very large...anyway. Larkin is definitely, absolutely, very not interested in trying them out, but Jade is very, very persuasive. It helps that Jade's fluids make Larkin tingle all over in the best of ways.

The year is 2072. At the lunar farside radio observatory, an old school radio broadcast is detected, similar to those broadcast on Earth in the 1940s and early 1950s, but in an unknown language, coming from an impossible source, and originating at an equally impossible location—Proxima Centauri. While the nations of Earth debate making First Contact, they learn that the Proximans are facing an extinction-level disaster, forcing a decision: Will Earth send a ship on a multiyear trip to provide aid?

Opal desperately wants to fall in love and have a whirlwind romance, preferably with a human. So when he's rescued by a dashing knight, he thinks his day has finally come. There's just one problem: Tristan hates dragons. Opal isn't going to let something silly like that get in the way of his true love, though. Surely with a bit of wooing, some aphrodisiac dragon fluids, and an epic journey together, Tristan will see the error of his ways, and they can have their happily ever after.

Jedidiah Huckleberry Smith spent his entire life searching for the raider who mutilated him as a child. Finally, giving up on a trail long grown cold, he leaves his outlaw past behind and starts over in a remote town in Wyoming. Now, teaming up with a beautiful but naïve paleontologist, they stand between his adopted town and its destruction by an army of barbaric prehistoric apes and dinosaurs. But Jed’s past has come back to haunt him. The man he searched for is discovered in a position of power, and Jed must choose...

Follow the desperate journey of a scientist who will stop at nothing to save the woman he loves from a disease that is slowly consuming her body. But his actions have unintended consequences that plunge the world into a bloody and chaotic apocalypse, where the living are outnumbered by the ravenous, superhuman zombies that roam the streets.

Running into my childhood crush after thirteen years and accidentally hitting on him isn't my finest moment. But Hayden isn’t how I remember him. Now he's Haze, the resident playboy of the Serpents of Chaos MC. And the worst part? I'm stuck with him protecting me. I should distance myself before I get in too deep. Before I get hurt. Hayden already broke my heart once, but Haze? He just might ruin me.

I came to the Rush Riders Motorcycle Club to help a friend out, get them out of trouble, and before I knew it, I became a member. Fast women, drugs, whiskey, and fights were all things I expected and was ready for. A young woman walking into the club selling drugs wasn't. C was everywhere I didn't want her to be. Her naïve personality was resilient to my asshole attempts to run her off. The next thing I knew, I wanted more than to take her to my bed.

I didn’t know he was the VP of the Serpents of Chaos MC. No one knew I was the club president's daughter. And when the truth comes out, it changes everything. As a club princess, I should have been off limits to the men. But War has already claimed me as his. And now he’s going to have to fight to keep me.

Step into a world of dark fantasy, where a dragon lays claim to a naive prince, an evil prince wrestles with his morality with the help of a phoenix, and a demon finds a pretty young thief to draw into his shadows.

I refuse to be a disposable pawn in my father's underworld dealings. If that means heading out in the middle of the night to get as far away as I can from my mafia family, so be it. I have everything planned, and it’s all going perfectly… right up until the point where they catch me.

He's a tattooed, blue-eyed jerk who has no business being a single dad. He's also my next-door neighbor, and after negotiations, my grumpy employer for the summer. I don't put up with cocky males normally, and I certainly won't put up with that man making noise at all hours of the day and night while he builds his glamp-ground. I offer advice, but the stubborn fool just turns his tractor on to drown me out. He returns the favor by pushing my buttons and making me so angry I can't see straight. And I really want to be able to see his gorgeous body in those well-worn jeans and backward hat.