In a world of vicious beasts, if you are not a predator, you are prey. Aurelia Aquinas is a discarded girl. Forced to live a life of isolation, she is forbidden to speak of her powers and forbidden to find her soul-bound mates . She awaits the day she can escape to a human college and live a life free and away from her father and the beasts that might come But when she is called to heal an injured beast, locked away in a dungeon, he's not the only monster caged there and the course of her life changes forever.

The Crocodile, the Devourer of Men, has devoured something he shouldn’t: a Myth Maker Witch. Now, with the witch’s dark power swirling inside of him, he’s losing control of his monster and quickly making his way through my ship and my crew. It’s only me and Wendy Darling who can pull him back. But even we know time is running out.

I think I always knew I was going to die young. Like I had this… silent, invisible clock ticking down to my final moments plastered above my head. Maybe that’s why I was so reckless, crazy. Why I sought after adventure. Why nothing scared me… Except, there was always this… feeling I couldn’t shake that something was in the darkest parts of every corner, under every bed, closet, or room, like a ghost watching me. Waiting to take me. My own, personal reaper. But it was always only during a lightning storm that I could see the outline of my reaper. No scythe.

My father sold me to the Shadow King. Faerie is a completely different world than the one I'm used to. Winged creatures fly in and out of mirrors, and fantastical gardens conceal treacherous illusions. Shadows draw me in a little more for each day my magic grows, but I can't afford to let my guard down. To survive, I must play by the king's rules and protect myself from the nightmares, dreams, and fantasies that govern his seductive realm. Most of all, I must resist him. If I don't, my kingdom will fall.

Welcome to Georgian England, circa 1800. Alastair Thorne is a cad and a rake. Even his mother told him so. Pity for her that he cannot bring himself to care, for he relishes his life of debauchery and licentiousness, and is content thinking of no-one but himself. Except Alastair may have just messed with the wrong fair maiden, and his life is about to be cut violently short. That is until he comes face to face with the enigmatic stranger who's been watching him from afar.

Fifty Shades of Grey meets Serpent and the Wings of Night in a why-choose romantasy where one woman's quest to save her sister—and the realm—brings her to not one, but four power-hungry princes of chaos.

One look. One touch. One sound of her beautiful voice and I’m hooked. Like a dream I never want to wake up from, she pulls me in and wraps me around her. Consumed. Driven with need. Fueled by an unrelenting desire to make her mine. One night, I take more than she has ever given before, which only leaves me wanting more. Needing more. Craving more. She’s the one I’ve waited for my whole life.

When my father passed away, I assumed my grieving would be as simple as closing a book and starting another. Only he had other plans. Leaving me his beloved tattoo shop, I’m stuck to figure out what exactly to do with it, all while being constantly reminded of him.

I wasn’t sure what to expect when arriving in Salem. Forced to marry a man I’ve never met, attend a private university I’d never heard of, and the whispers of a rumored secret society filling the halls. This life would be near unbearable with my insufferable fiancé if it wasn’t for his uncle, his best friend, and his enemy. When none of them are willing to let me go, it sends us down a path I’m not sure any of us will survive. The life I was promised is distorted behind smoke and mirrors. The truth cloaked by Deceit.

Let me tell the story of how I fell in love with a woman who had no idea that we were even dating. The ridiculousness started when she stole my beer, and trust me, my grumpy self doesn’t normally share. But somehow, Avery Wilson is the exception to every one of my many rules. Unfortunately, I’m not hers. Not only is she the daughter of the Rev’s coach who hates me, she’s also sworn off dating for the year.

My new neighbor happens to be the grumpiest billionaire in Whispers, but his gravelly voice and golden brown eyes make this city girl weak at the knees. When my life imploded and I lost my job and my fiancé in a matter of weeks, I didn’t know what my next step should be. Then I received an inheritance that would change my life forever. Moving to a small town and renovating the old farmhouse was a step in the right direction. But bickering with my startling good looking, yet much older neighbor was not part of my plan.

Alyx was not born to be an assassin, but life is hard for orphaned children in the kingdom. With no other choice, she picks up the blade and forges herself into a weapon, becoming part of an infamous underworld gang, the Daggers. Years later, despite her cold-heartedness, she saves a man from a fate worse than death. That man turns out to be none other than the king. With his sights set on Alyx and the skills she possesses, he offers her a deal she cannot refuse—pretend to be his betrothed and discover who is plotting to kill him in return for everything she has ever desired.

It had a good laugh when I found my boyfriend of four years in bed with my best friend. It was rolling on the floor when the same backstabbing beasts stole my dream school, landing me in a different state, where I didn’t know a single soul. You’d think after all that, it’d cut me a break, right? Wrong. Enter its next jest, and this one’s a doozy. Kai Elliot. Campus womanizer. Self-proclaimed bad boy. And the new bane of my existence—but not for the reason you might think.

Benedict Turner has made a name for himself dismantling smaller publishing houses and destroying authors’ careers in the process. When the flirtatious Brit agrees to a quick interview for my book research, the last thing I expect is the charming, sexy billionaire to sweep me off my feet. Despite being a walking red flag who doesn’t like pineapple on pizza, considers a nightly run a good time, and insisting soccer is football, he isn’t the morally gray man I thought he would be.

I came to Finn River to get away from trouble. But it found me–in the form of a forbidden kiss. After a narrow escape from Alaska and months on the run, I take a security gig that doesn’t ask any questions about my past. But it didn’t take long before trouble came knocking—first, a dangerous rescue, second, sharing my secrets with the one girl I shouldn't trust. I need to stay away from Sofie Whittaker. Not only are we from different worlds, with two very different futures, being with her puts us both at risk.

In the kingdom of Eryndor ancient, forbidden magic lingers beneath the surface and clockwork inventions shape the future. Selene, a cloaked assassin with a dark past, and Taren, a rogue inventor, must confront forces beyond their control in order to save Taren’s friend Calder who mysteriously went missing. As the line between light and shadow blur, Selene, Taren, and Kaelen—a mage apprentice they meet along the way—are pulled into a web of intrigue, betrayal, and forbidden magic.

I’m caught between two powerful fae princes. One will be my savior. The other will be my ruin. I’ve spent years trapped behind these walls—cursed to live among the sleeping for eternity. When trespassers find their way into my castle, it’s both a dream and a nightmare. Prince Callan is the first visitor I’ve had in years—and the realm’s most arrogant prick. He’s also the only one with the power to break this wretched curse and restore my kingdom. Unfortunately, Callan’s assistance comes at a price. If I want his help, I’ll have to belong to him.

It was an average day . . . until a gorgeous demon waltzed into my coffee shop and asked me to be his mate. I jokingly agreed, but he was serious. And now I'm mated to him. Permanently. He drinks lust to survive, so that makes me his immortal meal. If that wasn't bad enough, he's just gotten out of prison. Because I accidentally bound myself to him, I automatically take responsibility for keeping him on the right side of the law.

At the center of a forbidden ruin, an artifact of black stone is unearthed. Archaeologist Ru Delara, vilified by the scientific community for believing in magic, is summoned to investigate. But when she arrives, she finds herself inexorably drawn to the artifact, even though it could harbor untold destructive power. Unable to resist its pull, Ru reaches out to touch the stone....

I fell for a woman for the first time in my life. I never thought the winds of Montana could carry in a storm like Isha George. She's stunningly beautiful. Years younger than me. Definitely a gold digger. She's charming, elegant—and my younger brother's girlfriend. When Isha sweeps into my life, I'm sure she's a tempest hiding behind a smile as bright as sunshine. And, she has her eyes on the prize—a piece of the Ledger Ranch. My ranch. So, I do what any good brother and ranch owner would. I steal her away and then proceed to break her heart.

I never planned on selling weed to make ends meet while juggling medical school. I certainly didn’t plan on catching feelings for Jordin "Mercy"—a street-smart charmer with a past darker than his flawless caramel skin. He’s got power, money, and enemies, yet somehow, his world feels safer than my own. But loving a man like Jordin isn’t simple. It’s a tightrope walk between devotion and destruction, secrets and survival.

Once a year, a psychological storm sweeps over Neira’s entire species. They call it the Heat. From the moment its gnarled fingers grasp their kind, shifters turn feral. It’s a whirlwind of aggression and chaos, and Neira is no stranger to it. Against all odds, Neira has lasted an incredible amount of time alone. Twice now, she has withstood the ferocity of the Heat, but as a third year approaches, Neira is losing hope. Females don’t usually survive independently, and Neira’s strength makes finding an equal all but impossible.

Madame Bathory was a demon. A nightmare. A story told throughout the years to ensure the obedience of children refusing their bedtimes. She was a monster who masqueraded as human, bathing in the blood of the innocent to keep her disguise until the righteous trapped her within the walls of her own castle… a sentence passed for crimes she felt no remorse for. Bathory was gone. A bad memory. It’s funny how memories can resurface. And so I did. Waking in the rubble of my castle prison, I found all had changed. All but the hunger. I was free to begin again. To feed.

Rook had never tasted the normal life of the oblivious people around him. He wandered the underground of the bustling city like an ever present shadow. He saw the worst of what humanity had to offer. He felt he had seen it all. He had been part of it all. After years of spilling blood on the streets of the city, he began to thrive in the chaos. His soul tore and paced with anticipation the closer he got to his vengeance. Whispers of the Grim Reaper of the underground spread like poison through the hearts of the crime rings.

Being a single dad was not on my short-list of life plans. Especially since I didn't know my daughter existed. Now, I'm not only juggling all that goes with having a four-year-old, I'm also trying to provide my daughter the skills to communicate her needs. I'm failing. Epically. I need big help with this small person. The woman assigned as my daughter’s mentor is a dream come true. Right up until she accuses me of neglect. Dr. Ellie Stone is fierce and determined and understands my daughter in a way I can’t.