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Beware the wolves in sheep's clothing. In this erotic retelling, Scarlett is going through quite a change. From girl to woman, and woman to lusty werewolf. Only she doesn't know it yet. Sensual dreams guide her towards the huntress who aids her grandmother deep in the woods of Black Forest, while secrets and superstition collide to guide her way to a destiny she never knew was meant for.

Bounty hunting is a helluva job, but it pays the bills. And it lets necromance Dante Valentine forget her issues. Like struggling with her half-demon side and the memory of her lover’s death. Now psychics all over the city are being savagely murdered and a piece of the past Dante thought she’d buried is stalking the night with a vengeance. Too bad she’s got no way to tell which fiend - or friend - to trust. Or that her most horrifying nightmares are gathering to take one kick-ass bounty hunter down for the count. But that’s only the beginning. The Devil just called.

Necromance-for-hire Dante Valentine is choosy about her jobs. Hot-tempered and with nerves of steel, she can raise the dead like nobody’s business. But one rainy Monday morning, everything goes straight to Hell. The Devil hires Dante to eliminate a renegade demon: Vardimal Santino. In return, he will let her live. It’s an offer she can’t refuse. There’s just one catch. How do you kill something that can’t die?

Fate turned on me, chewed me up, and spat me out. I’ve been dragged down into the depths of hell until my lungs burned and the light of day turned blood red. But I’m still breathing.

Vivian's a survivor with a take-no-shit attitude, and she'll do whatever it takes to have a good life. She thought she'd found it with Bostonian mobster, Ritchie Leone. But all she found was heartache. Burying her sorrows at the bottom of a bottle leads to a chance encounter with Ritchie's enforcer. Joey's a sexy futa bull who's got just as much to lose as Vivian does, but she offers a very thick and meaty solution to their hard problem. If you can't be with the one you love...get wild and sweaty with someone else who'll love you better.

An ancient evil looms over Santa Luz. Prostitutes are showing up dead and eviscerated. And Jill Kismet just might be able to get her revenge against an old enemy. There's just one problem. Someone wants Jill dead - again. And if they have to open up Hell itself to kill her, they will. Sometimes, even when you're Jill Kismet, you don't have a prayer....

Bounty hunting is a helluva job, but it pays the bills. And it lets necromance Dante Valentine forget her issues. Like struggling with her half-demon side and the memory of her lover’s death. Now psychics all over the city are being savagely murdered and a piece of the past Dante thought she’d buried is stalking the night with a vengeance. Too bad she’s got no way to tell which fiend - or friend - to trust.

Necromance-for-hire Dante Valentine is choosy about her jobs. Hot-tempered and with nerves of steel, she can raise the dead like nobody’s business. But one rainy Monday morning, everything goes straight to Hell. The Devil hires Dante to eliminate a renegade demon: Vardimal Santino. In return, he will let her live. It’s an offer she can’t refuse. There’s just one catch. How do you kill something that can’t die?

Her name is unimportant. She is her job: a liquidator. Deep in debt for cyborg modifications, the agent eliminates whatever target she's given. It's a relatively simple job—until now. Her latest assignment is to kill a child, and she can't refuse—because refusal means Dismissal, a fate worse than death.

The game is afoot! London's geniuses are being picked off by a vicious killer, and Emma Bannon, a sorceress in the service of the Empire, must protect the next target, Archibald Clare. Unfortunately he's more interested in solving the mystery of the murders than staying alive . . . In a world where illogical magic has turned the Industrial Revolution on its head, Bannon and Clare will face dark sorcery, cannon fire, high treason and the vexing problem of reliably finding hansom cabs in the city.

The city of Coldlake, where everything appears bright and sunny, but is all blood and darkness beneath the surface. A city where killers hide in plain sight, and the ones you trust can turn on you in a heartbeat.

Jill Kismet is back from the grave in this explosive conclusion to Lilith Saintcrow's fantasy series. She wakes up in her own grave. She doesn't know who put her there, she doesn't know where she is, and she has no friends or family. She only knows two things: She has a job to do - cleansing the night of evil. And she knows her name - Jill Kismet.

When a new hellbreed comes calling, playing nice isn't an option. Jill Kismet has no choice but to seek treacherous allies - Perry, the devil she knows, and Melisande Belisa, the cunning Sorrows temptress whose true loyalties are unknown. Kismet knows Perry and Belisa are likely playing for the same thing - her soul. It's just too bad, because she expects to beat them at their own game. Except their game is vengeance. Nobody plays vengeance like Kismet. But if the revenge she seeks damns her, her enemies might get her soul after all....

Jeremiah Gallow is just another construction worker, and that's the way he likes it. He's left his past behind, but some things cannot be erased. Like the tattoos on his arms that transform into a weapon or that he was once closer to the Queen of Summer than any half human should be. Now the half-sidhe all in Summer once feared is dragged back into the world of enchantment, danger, and fickle fae - by a woman who looks uncannily like his dead wife.

It wouldn't be a Stepford futa Thanksgiving without a lot of creamy desserts. Married life for the Stepford stepsisters is a dream for naughty Lana. She gets to indulge in the perks of domesticity with the double delight of two hot futas ready to meet her every need. And, what she needs for Thanksgiving this year is a sexy feast for the eyes. She wants to watch her lovers have a little one-on-one action.

On the day of her wedding, Genevieve Aldabert’s village is raided by savage and beautiful warriors who take whatever they want. And what one of them wants...is her body. Jarl of a band of futanari women considered abominations by her people, Sigirith Thostenson needs an heir that her futa lover cannot provide. Her solution? Steal a bride. And what better bride than a beautiful one yet to be touched?

Dante Valentine has been through Hell. Literally. Her body shattered and her mind not far behind, she's dumped back into her own world to survive - or not - as a pawn in one of Lucifer's endless games. Unfortunately, he's just messed with the wrong Necromance. And this time she's mad enough to do something about it. This time, the Devil will pay.

The Black Land is a myth: Centuries have passed since that Great Enemy was slain. Yet old fears linger, and on the longest night of the year, people in the South still light ritual bonfires to banish the dark. In her village, this duty falls to Solveig, a girl favored by the gods with powerful fire magic. But when her brother kills a Northern lord’s son during the ritual, it is Sol who faces punishment, by being weregild—part hostage, part guest—in the North for a year and a day.

One evening of intense heat will either make or break them....

Saint City has always been Dante Valentine's home. It's where she grew up, it's where her dead are buried, and it's where she learned to hunt. Now, one call from an old friend will bring her back to investigate a murder too close to home for anyone's comfort. But the one person she trusted has just betrayed her.