Paranormal

1692. On the outskirts of Salem, a bookstore stands covered in overgrown vines. Inside, a young woman hides a linen-wrapped journal under a loose floorboard and runs away, panicked by the sound of hounds barking in the distance. The bookstore vanishes into thin air…

I don't ask for much from life; I get paid, and then I get laid. And piloting spaceships across the galaxy keeps my solo lifestyle well-funded. I don't need a relationship or any of the baggage that comes with it. I like my men like I like my coffee; to go. That is, until the most boring job in the universe goes horribly wrong and I'm snatched from my ship by a seven-foot alien. He's huge, he's purple, and he's ripped as hell. I'm sure I'm a dead man. Only it turns out he doesn't want to kill me. What he wants is far worse.

The Arcana aren't just figures in a tarot deck―they're real. Terrifyingly real. That's what I learned when I found a tarot card in the snow and was yanked from my world into Towerfall. The first thing the people of this harsh, cruel realm did was try to kill me, and they probably would have succeeded if Kane hadn't taken me to his hideout in the woods and nursed me back to health.

As the second-born princess of a kingdom conquered by a brutal empire, I'm nothing but a pawn. Little do I expect my parents to arrange my marriage to the most powerful bachelor of all: the son of the emperor himself. But when I arrive at the imperial palace, I discover I must compete for my betrothed—vying with the court noblewomen in a series of humiliating trials to prove our devotion.

Cassie was never able to experience the life that many take for granted, the freedom to dictate her own journey. No, her life had been spent sheltered, protected from an inevitable fate that would come for her regardless of what anyone could do. After her medical condition goes downhill, she is left with a few years of breath in her lungs and a choice: die alone, without ever experiencing what it truly means to feel alive and free; or to find that light, that missing puzzle piece, that feeling of not feeling so alone in her final days.

Birthdays. I loathed them. Especially when my best friend’s present included a tarot card reading. Skeptical, when I was warned I’d meet a dangerous wolf who would change my life, I laughed. Dating was the last thing on my mind. However, the young woman was right.

Fight, win, advance my alpha's agenda, and keep my family safe. Simple. Until my little sister is taken, and everything around me comes crashing down. Betrayed by the pack I swore fealty to, I cut ties and started hunting for Harlow on my own. Little did I know that my search would put me on a collision course with everything I'd been running from. I've been hiding for years, protecting my secrets and my family at all costs while lurking in the shadows where it's safe. Now, I'm stuck with a group of shifter knights in shining armor who think they can help me.

There's nothing Jasper Maxwell likes better than a good chase. He is patient and cunning, and he is known as one of the coldest hunters in the immortal realm. As a vampire with a hint of demon blood in him, he stands out even amongst the finest trackers in the shifter world. So the fact that his mate has managed to escape him for the past five decades is something that keeps him intrigued and more obsessed with every passing year. The game is beyond delicious until a century-old enemy resurfaces, putting his sweet little mate in danger. At that point, he has no choice but to secure her.

It’s the honor of an Amplifier to bear an Alpha’s heir, to provide him a son worthy of his name and the land’s magic. This has been Addison’s expectation—among others—from birth, taught that it’s the noble thing for her to do without power of her own. So when an unexpected raid murders her mate and his entire pack, she flees to a remote town where she lives her days bereft and pregnant as the sole survivor. Until the impossible finds her two years later.

Ironside is more than a regular academy. It’s also the biggest reality TV show in the world … and a very elaborate, very luxurious prison. Their hallowed halls are ruled by the Betas, Omegas, and Deltas—but this year, the officials are stirring things up. Isobel Carter—the only rare Sigma to be accepted—is the first sign. But there are others. Many others. A sudden influx of powerful Alphas will turn academy life, and Isobel’s life, upside down.

Step into the shadowy world of Dracula, where the timeless clash between light and darkness unfolds. When Jonathan Harker, an unsuspecting solicitor, journeys to the eerie castle of Count Dracula in the Carpathian Mountains, he unwittingly unleashes a centuries-old terror upon Victorian England. As the enigmatic Count weaves his web of seduction and horror, a small band of brave souls must rise to face an evil that defies comprehension.

My mother sold me to the shifters, all in the name of peace. For more than a century, the witches and shifters have been at war. So when my mother came home with the news that peace had been struck between us, I should've known better. Warning bells should have been ringing in my head, but they weren't. It wasn't until the shifters came for me that I knew better.

Clementine Monroe no está en su mejor momento. El mentiroso de su novio la ha dejado, se ha quedado sin trabajo y está a punto de perder su piso. Así que cuando sus hermanas sugieren volver a hacer su viejo ritual del «hechizo para corazones rotos», según el cual piden tres deseos, ella acepta. Así, juntas piden que Clemmie encuentre el amor, dé con el trabajo de sus sueños y, ya de paso, practique sexo sin ataduras a diestro y siniestro.

It has been so long that I’ve almost forgotten it. I’m too focused on fighting a losing battle to protect my pack. Dr. Emma Fawnsbeck is my last hope, even if she is a human. The surprise is on me when I discover she is my fated mate. She’s too smart, too independent, too…tempting. Now, instead of focusing on the safety and security of my pack, I’m too busy imagining how her lips taste, or what my mark would look like on her neck.

Barista and budding artist Mia Curtis is shocked to receive a package all the way from England informing her she's the heir to her late grandmother's cottage. Feeling lost in her own life, Mia travels across the world to claim her inheritance, where she begins to unravel the secrets passed down through the generations of women in her family.

Nava Katz traded a lost dream for an impressively cynical attitude. The one thing she does care about? Her hard-working twin brother. Then she interrupts his induction ceremony into a secret supernatural society, accidentally torches his life-long ambition, and steals his destiny. Wait—whaaaat? She expects to be chastised, not thrown into a trial by fire, battling demons to keep humanity safe while she’s learning to master her powers and facing her worst nightmare: a purpose.

Nick has no direction in his life, as his mother often reminds him. He works paycheck to paycheck, which becomes a problem when the paychecks stop coming in. When he's offered an opportunity to work off his rent, Nick decides there are worse things in life than being a super, especially when the job includes free rent. There is, however, a catch. His landlord is a vampire, and he needs more from Nick than maintenance and renter-wrangling. He needs Nick's blood.

Walking home late one night, burned-out barista Nell accidentally incinerates someone. Whoopsie! Now, if this tale began in a fantastic far-away land, or Nell was, perhaps, a wizard, such a mishap might make some kind of sense. But this is not a wondrous fantasy world. This is real life, and Nell just wanted to go home and eat macaroni. As Nell stares at the smoldering corpse, she realizes something with horrifying certainty: She's magic. And not the cute pulling-a-rabbit-from-a-hat kind of magic.

When a desperate woman escapes a dangerous situation and seeks refuge in Wintermoon, she finds herself irrevocably bonded to a possessive wolf shifter in this fated mates, forced proximity romance.

Stuck slinging pizzas in the deadest of dead-end jobs, I make a wish. In a blink, I'm teetering on top of a standing stone in Faerie, where I have magical powers! And monsters fighting over me! Thank god, the orc wins. A fierce and deadly warrior, Rovann's nothing but gentle with me.

Kosta Troika has to betray everything he believes in, if he's going to save his pack. He'll do whatever it takes. He never expected the sweet, sassy girl next door with curves he's had a very naughty crush on for years would fight to save him. Heli's had it easy her whole life, until her sister gets kidnapped and her boyfriend turns out to be a werewolf. What's a girl to do, but save the day? Turns out that's harder than it sounds.

I’ve often dreamed of bumping into the three hot alphas I spent my school days crushing over. In those dreams, I’m sexy and sophisticated. The kind of omega who knocks them off their feet. Unfortunately, the day that dream becomes a reality – the day I’m reunited with Pack Hart – I’m dressed as a Christmas elf. Yep, an elf – complete with pointy ears, stripy stockings and bells on my shoes.

After a one-night stand that ends in two pink lines, Cammie thinks she's found her happily ever after. She forgets all about scent matches, fated mates, and the truth about being a beta from the town of Crawley. That is until her alpha drops her when he finds his scent match. Cammie finds herself back home and out of options. She's got two kids, two jobs, and more bills than she can keep up with. Her neighbor Reid comes to the rescue after a run-in with the wrong side of the law, vowing to protect Cammie and her kids. But she can't trust another alpha, no matter how much he promises.

Luna has run from the shadows for as long as she can remember, hiding from the darkness chasing her all her life. A threat that killed her parents to capture her. Tired of running, of not having anywhere to call home, she casts a spell to send the demon hunting her back to hell. Oops. Bad move. An ancient guild detects her magic and intercepts her. They want her power and give her the choice: train with them or die.

She's ours, even if she doesn't know it. Even if she isn't a wolf-shifter. Even if her shifter hasn't surfaced yet. I've endured far too many years of torture and abuse with the only thought keeping me alive, the only thing that enabled me to endure the pain and agony being bestowed on me, was the hope of finding my divinely chosen true-mate. Our true-mate. And there's no way in hell we're losing her now that we've found her. She may not be a wolf but I'm still her alpha and once her shifter emerges there will be no denying that fact… or us.