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My plan was simple… return to Floodborn, enroll in the new academy, and earn the throne, all while returning the fae to our former glory and claiming my birthright. And yet nothing has been simple since the moment I arrived. Part of me should have known, and the other part blames the four men I can't seem to escape.

I've always been an odd one, never caring what people thought of me. Some people expect me to be a certain way because I'm an omega, but I dance to the beat of my own drum. I'm twenty-one. That means going to Calling Wood University and finding a pack to share my first heat with. I've never hated the idea of finding a pack, but I wasn't going to settle for just anyone. I don't care about finding my scent match, but I want people who won't try to change me.

In a world of orcs and powerful men, Lydia is a shy, widowed washerwoman, forgotten and alone—until the day the orc drops in, with a full sack of laundry on his back.

The hottest footballer in town is searching for the girl who got away. Me. We had one amazing night together, but when I woke up, I knew I needed to get back to my boring life. But he refuses to take no for an answer. The whole city is looking for the girl with the custom-painted Converse.

Lenora Tashe is nothing special. Which is why the village decides to sacrifice her to the obsidian dragon that’s been terrorizing them for decades. But Lenora has her own plan. She’s going to stop the dragon shifter from ever threatening her homeland again—or die trying. What she doesn’t count on is the fact the dragon spends half his time as a man who can be as infuriating or as seductive as he pleases. And when he discovers Lenora isn’t just some simple village girl but actually his fated mate, the one creature that can withstand his dragon flame and calm the beast within?

I ran away because if I didn’t, I would be in misery. Until I came into a pack where I very well might die. Due to my stepbrother, I had no choice but to flee. If he caught me, he would force me into a situation I didn’t want. But the Blue Moon pack, they kill Rogues like me, and I know my fate. Fletcher, the Beta of the pack, turns out to be my mate and he doesn’t know what to do with me. I don’t know what to do with him. Fighting my desire to run but also the desire to stay, I don’t know what to do. I do want him more than I have wanted someone before.

An innocent love brings forth the passion in my heart. But I’m forbidden to feel that way towards him because he is a beast. I lost my family to a Griffin in the most savage way. Since then, I have been hunting Griffins and not daring to let anything happen. I don’t know what would come from it, but I didn’t expect him. Griffin, one of the beasts who is very handsome and innocent, knowing how to make me feel weird. I see how he looks at me even though he is afraid. He makes me realize that he isn’t one of the bad ones.

In the past three weeks, I’ve gone from a boring adjunct college professor to seeing my own ghostly doppelgänger around every corner. I’m apparently a witch. Thanks, Universe. A little heads up would have been nice. Now, a secret government organization is trying to force me to wield my power for their own dark desires. Just as they’re about to bring the pain, I’m saved by an honest-to-God—yes, that God—angel. He smells nice. His voice is like spun gold. And when he holds me? I’m ashamed to admit…I swoon.

Good Heavens! There are ghosts at Castle Omnis—ghosts with a mission. How will the three eldest Bennet sisters react when they arrive there for an exclusive matchmaking house party? Lizzy, the more practical sibling, wonders if she should convince her sisters to return to Longbourn. Ghosts? Are they to be endured? Mary thinks so. Jane is not sure. Lizzy finds their interference maddening.

Un ángel y un demonio. Dos opuestos que se cruzan. Dos opuestos que no dejan de atraerse, de insinuarse, de buscarse. De noche, el ángel también es demonio. De día, el demonio se viste de ángel. Uno huye, y el otro persigue. Hasta que se alcanzan. Angel en una acomodada señorita de Londres. Está por entrar a su tercera temporada, lo que, para su madre, es una desgracia. Si no consigue casarse pronto, quedará como una solterona sin remedio. Supone, la madre, que es por el peinado de rizos rebeldes de Angel o por la timidez o por la ropa que usa que los hombres no se le acercan.

Jack Mitchell liked his solitary life. After dealing with the destruction of his first pack and learning how to live with his new one, Jack wanted nothing more than to be left alone as much as possible. Even his annoying pack mates couldn't force him to socialize. But when a quiet, yet strong-willed woman from the ISC takes the time to get to know him, Jack suddenly finds himself wanting more.

When love is a choice between life and limb. Nature or nurture. Dangerous liaisons of the vampiric kind ensue. A young man begins his journey into exile down a mountain with his dwarven friend.

Eine Reihe mysteriöser Mordfälle gibt Emma Bellamy das bisher größte Rätsel ihrer Karriere auf ... Die junge Ermittlerin Emma Bellamy wird zu einem gruseligen Tatort gerufen, denn die Polizei des Londoner Bezirks Hackney vermutet, dass es sich um ein Verbrechen handelt, das in Emmas übernatürlichen Zuständigkeitsbereich fällt. Doch gerade als sie sicher ist, dass dieser Mordfall nicht mit den magischen Wesen Londons in Zusammenhang steht, wird eine weitere Leiche gefunden. Nun wird Emma klar, dass nicht nur Menschen, sondern auch Vampire, Werwölfe und Pixies in tödlicher Gefahr schweben.

The girls in Mama Si's Paradise live like royalty. Real-life princesses. Dolls, she calls them, and what they do is entertain her very beautiful, very wealthy guests. Good ole me went in there to apply for a housekeeping position after I caught my boyfriend cheating, and he kicked me out. Even though I knew what that place was, I went. Then Mama Si saw me. She took one look at me, told me that the vacancy was no longer available, but that she had a better offer to make me—to become one of her dolls. I accepted because she promised me freedom. She promised me magic. She lied.

Having run into the bank to take out cash for her son's school fair, Angela Hawkins Crow is surprised to find herself in the middle of a hostage situation. The hostage-taker is none other than Billy Mendelson, a young man suffering after a violent armed robbery attack at his home. Angela has read about the crime but is mystified by his behavior, even as he hustles her into a vault with several others. Billy was a stellar student and so much more before the events of that fateful day. How can he subject others to such violence?

Kallista had always known she was different. The shadows had always called to her. She craved to be held safe in their cool depths. To escape her parent's methods of attempting to rid her of her demons. Valen was destruction. Everything he touched crumbled. Everywhere he went, pain followed. He learned a millennia ago that being alone was the only way to keep the world safe. When the marks that had shown on Valen's wrist years ago suddenly changed, he realized that there was more to his world than he knew. A woman called to the deepest parts of him.

Lucy Westenra, the flirtatious, wealthy, and beautiful debutante who once dazzled London society, is no more. Manipulated into thinking that Vlad understood her fervent darkness, she has become his bitter, blood-spattered, and lifeless bride. Now en route to join his other brides in the Carpathians, Lucy writhes in pain each time she attempts to speak Vlad's name.

It's not supposed to be possible, but I guess when your BFF is some sort of unicorn wolf with special powers, things tend to get a bit wonky. But that's not really the point. The point is I'm super duper for sure pregnant, and he's pissed off, growly, and grumpy as hell. Oh, and he found out by accident. While I was telling his best friend. And puking loudly. Huzzah for morning sickness, yo. And... he didn't seem thrilled. Not loving the trajectory here. But I'll protect my tiny, perfect Petal. Even from her own father if I have to.

My name is Buffy Martinez and I've spent my entire life training to be a wife, but when a cult is the one leading me down the aisle there is no happily-ever-after waiting for me and I end up a virgin who can't drive because my family totally sold me out to be a virgin sacrifice. Joke's on everyone who thought they could lie to me because the god they tried to sacrifice me to just claimed me as his bride. Wrath—not a god but a demon, and my devoted husband all the same.

I'm a lot of things; a loyal best friend, music lover, introvert. All labels I'd happily claim are mine. Survivor of abuse, I'll claim because it's true, and I'm a survivor. But fated mate? That one feels like an ill-fitting glove. Especially when said mate has been feral for years, and nobody knows what sent him over the edge, let alone how to get him back. But there's no denying my wolf, and she wants him. So what's a girl to do? Bathe the stinky wolf if he's going to sneak into my bed and then play him Mozart until dawn. Obviously. But a fated mate connection is a once-in-a-lifetime bond.