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One bright idea. One holiday. Lots of chaos. Cait wants to have the perfect Christmas, but Roman thinks she’s possibly lost her mind. Then, when nothing seems to be going right, she just might agree with him. But freak snowstorms, Grinch-y wolf shifters, missing dragons, and new mate bonds won’t stop the festivities.

Orphaned as a baby, Raven has spent fifteen years ruling over a kingdom she believes she did not earn, all while hiding secrets—she possesses dark magic, and she thirsts for blood. Now, at almost twenty-five years old and with a sudden addiction to stealing life, Raven must fight through her newly procured darkness to save her soul. But when a mysterious stranger arrives in her kingdom, she starts experiencing vivid dreams that detail who she truly is.

His beautiful commander - his only way back, and the only person who has any faith in him - has caught the eye of a freakish crime lord backed by a shadowy cult. Tristan has his own magic, but to save them both, he'll need to confront his doubts and bind willing women brandishing destructive fallen powers. If Tristan succeeds, will he even want to return? It's a question as unsettling as his enemy, and one he can only answer after defeating the rising tide of foes.

Yesterday I was a teenager waiting tables in Manhattan, and today, monsters exist and I can see them. Overnight I’m thrown into the realm of the Watchers, a society of earthbound angels split into two factions: the Shades, whose powerful dark magic is given to them by the fallen angels, and the Lumens, whose abilities are bestowed on them by the archangels of Avalon. They’re on opposite sides of a brutal war, and I only have a few days to pick which side I want to join. I’m ready to choose when the Shades force my hand by cursing someone I love.

We were thrown into Haret without a plan, and we have a lot of ground to cover. Allies would be nice, but not everyone is happy to see my team return. We’re finding more secrets than intel. Plus, I’m not allowed to shank my new mother-in-law, who definitely deserves a horn to the heart. My guys are eager to share their home with me, but darkness seeps in everywhere we go.

This box set includes all four books in the Life After series by USA Today best-selling author Julie Hall. That’s over 31 hours of action-packed, high-stakes, swoon-worthy fantasy adventure. Save money on this Amazon best-selling series by purchasing this special bundle deal! Death is only the beginning. I have a lot to learn when I wake up in the afterlife. Never mind that my memories have been erased, but being assigned as a demon hunter, um...yeah, I don’t think so. Physical activity and I aren’t on speaking terms.

She gave, we took, then I demanded more. I had my reasons, but none of them are good enough to validate what happened. I need her to forgive me, but I don’t know if I went too far this time.

As a peasant, I was forced to work the jewel mines in order to survive. My life was hard, but my worries were few: Affording food to eat, and keeping my pet sloth out of harm’s way. But when a chance encounter with a stranger concludes with me obtaining the power of the gods, suddenly my whole world changes. When the Storm King finds out - and trust me, he always finds out - he plans to make me a princess by marrying me off to one of his four sons.

In the Old Lands, nothing is as it seems. Something lurks in the darkness...watching...waiting. I see it moving in the shadows. I hear it whisper in the wind. I sense it following our every step. I feel it on my spine like the caress of fingertips across my skin. Is it Joseph and his army waiting to ambush us again? Or is it just the ancient chaos of this place waiting to suck us in and never let us back out?

Willa Knight: Dweller? Sol? Accidental evolutionary hiccup? Willa has never been a particularly useful dweller: she isn’t very good at chores, she isn’t very good at worshipping, she isn’t very good at not having opinions, and she isn’t very good with rules—but none of that matters anymore. The rules are changing.

A realm of monsters. A world of lies. She belongs to both. My name is Emberly, and everything I’ve ever been told is a lie. Monsters don’t exist. Wrong. The nightmarish spectrum world is just my imagination. Wrong. In a few months, I’ll finally be free. Wrong. It takes being dragged to a secret training academy in the mountains to unravel the truth. My captors - an elite race of angel-born warriors called Nephilim. The deadliest of them all is an arrogant shape shifter, Steel. He’s gorgeous, lethal, hot-headed...and convinced I’ll be the death of them all.

I'm not a very good witch. It's not my fault. Being born a mortal sucks, and my black cat familiar follows me around like a security blanket. All the other coven brats make fun of me. My vampires don't seem to mind. They pose as my mentors and get Aunt Sandra off my back. My initiation into the Royal Covens is only three days away. They're supposed to teach me how to hide what I really am: a reincarnation of some ancient and powerful witch.

The mages and the fae aren’t letting go of their differences. They’re both willing to go to war for domination, even if it tears Haret apart. It’s time to stop hoping for compromise and start flexing my magical muscle. I just need a way to shelter the innocent. I can’t protect everyone, and I still have a long list of tasks from Iaga. We’ve been moving from city to city, and we need a home base. Not everyone will make it out of this alive.

The first few months of school weren’t exactly easy: fated-mate from the rival clan, selkie attacks, and that minor, aka huge, plot to kill her. But things seem to be going from bad to worse. After watching a loved one’s horrific death at the hands of the alpha king, Nai decides another visit to Dark Row is in order. After all, a witch there knows the keeper of souls, and Nai wants her friend back.

Moving to a new town to start college, where I can try to be normal. Or at least pretend I am. I’m willing to fake it, because I’m tired of trying to get better. Tired of spilling my guts to doctors and therapists to understand why I’ve heard voices since I was a child.

Imagine witnessing your mother’s brutal murder. Imagine not being able to remember a single thing about what happened, even though you were there. It doesn’t matter how hard I try: I. Can’t. Remember! I was just a small boy when it happened. I must have tried to defend her because I have the scars that prove it. My wounds should have healed completely. They didn’t. My scars are my constant reminder of what the Moones did...what they took away from us. My mother died in agony. A piece of my father died along with her.

In Blesswood, there are rules, and someone is trying to teach her how to follow them. The only problem is Willa. Which shouldn’t be anything new, since she has been a problem since birth—something her pseudo-sister Emmy would agree on.

Magic doesn’t lie. Witches do. Our Coven Leader is dead...and they think I killed him. I didn’t. I would never have hurt him. I tried everything I could to save him. But it’s their word against mine. And with his blood staining my hands and caked in my hair, I don’t know how I’m going to get them to believe me....

While Melany is torn between Lucian and Hades, a new enemy will put everyone in danger. The ancient Titans are unleashed, causing epic disasters all around the world. It’s time for the Gods’ army to show what they’ve been trained for in the academy. It’s time for Melany to pick sides. A war is around the corner. And she is the only one who can stop it.

Seventeen-year-old Chastity Blake knows the Sandman is just a silly children's story parents tell their children to get them to sleep. At least she thought it was, until the day a mysterious, light golden sand appeared in her hands during a high school prank that went horribly wrong. A sand that has the power to send anyone it touches into a deep, sound sleep. Fearing she had lost her mind, Chastity soon discovers the shocking truth of her heritage - she is a Dream Caster.