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There’s nothing quite like the smell of a decaying body. Being trapped in a cell with it under the hot, desert sun … now, that’s just sick. One minute, I thought I had everything I needed in this dark world, and the next, I was a prisoner to Giovanni’s wicked plan. I don’t know how, but I will get myself out of here, even if it’s the last thing I do. Giovanni will not win this, and I won’t stop until my fingers are curled around his throat and my knife is sinking into his flesh.

Ninth circle. Treachery. Also known as Tanner Caine. He is a temptation with cold, dark eyes. A man with a seductive smirk and a body built for pure sin. The linchpin of a group of wealthy bad boys known as the Inferno. A dark presence that repels as much as he attracts, Tanner is the poisoned apple I want to bite even when I know it will destroy me. Our story started in college, but I ran from him so far I believed I was safe.

Bound by poverty, I’m but an offering to the gods worshipped by the Frehja. Left astray at the hands of my greed-filled father, I’m a sacrificial pawn to the Ghryadiel, leaving me with one choice: death. A fickle hope lies in my desperate desire to rebel against fate. I don’t run from my demise like the gods expect—I embrace it. Four Ghryadiel Dragons band together to kidnap me from the brink of plunging catastrophe. An act of rebellion against their forefathers. Little do I know, our psychotic tendencies are what bond us as my act of defiance lays the mark of sin upon my clammy flesh.

Dane Golden - best friend. Temptation in football cleats. Roommate? I’m screwed. His followers don’t call him Pretty Boy D for nothing. The guy is, literally, God’s gift to women. I should know. I’ve watched chicks throw themselves at him since puberty. Sharing his loft should be simple. Easy. But shortly after I settle in, we realize being "just friends" was so much easier when we weren’t sleeping under the same roof. Seven years of thinking we had this down to a science goes out the window the night Dane sees my “Never Have I Ever” list.

I may have survived the battle, slipping from their grasp by cunning and sheer will, but the war still rages, and the next wave of enemies is worse than I ever imagined. Tangles of lies unravel around us as the past and present collide, bringing secrets into the light and making the future harder to see. With every turn down this winding path, it is clear pain is inevitable, but I'm not alone this time. Not anymore. I have a family, people I can't live without, and a place to finally call home.

Brunch is my jam. I like the beach, shopping, carbs, and reading naughty books on the train during my commute. I wear pink. Lots of it. If Tinder were an olympic sport, I’d take home the gold. I can rock stilettos like they’re a pair of Nike joggers. I’m basically a basic bitch.

There is nothing like hiding a secret identity from your roommate besties to complicate... everything. And when they decide I need a love life makeover, I can't tell them why I don't have time for their schemes. Retirement home nurse by day, lead singer of a rock band by night. Not on the schedule: Men. I'd rather cuddle with Bernice, the hangry boa next door. I can't think of an excuse fast enough to get out of betting my prime parking space against them finding me true love, but luckily, they pick the worst possible guy for me.

I can’t take the pining anymore, so I quit - on the same night we’re trapped in a storm at my family’s inn. It could have been awkward. But instead…maybe Will isn’t so clueless, after all....

For centuries, vampires have lived among humans in secret until one press conference threatens the livelihood of bloodsuckers worldwide, including my inhuman children. I dare my adversaries to come anywhere near them. But I can’t fight alone. I need my powerful vampire husband at my side.

JR’s got a secret. In fact, it’s so secret - even he doesn’t know about it. It’s not that he’s in the closet to his team, his family, everybody. It’s not that he’d rather study DNA than play in the NFL. Who would've guessed that the biggest man on campus…might sometimes need a Daddy? Dr. Thomas Fletcher has a problem. The professor can deal with idiotic undergrads. He can handle disruptions to his research. The detached dom can even tolerate an occasional clingy twink.

I bit a vampire. I sank my teeth right into his flesh and drew blood, and I liked it. Now, I’m craving blood as if I’m a creature of the night. I’m far from it. My family has been hunting and killing the bloodsuckers for centuries. So it comes as a horrifying shock when my aunt catches me licking blood off a knife like it's cake batter. Panicking, she calls someone who she thinks can help me. Little does she know that dangling me like a carrot to Sam Mason has consequences no one is prepared for, especially me.

I met him on my last New Year's Eve in New York. Sparks flew. Madness ensued. And after the hottest night of my life, I ran out on him. Three years later, he and I come face-to-face again.

My butt pads are sliding under my shape wear, I had to starve to fit in this dress, and the last place on earth I want to be is on a date with Walker Svensson.

Dear goddess: For the love of all things dark and hairy, did you really have to mate me with a vampire? Seriously? My hormones are off the charts, my urges are driving me crazy, and my wolf wants to shift every other minute. And what do I get for being a good guy? A prim vampire who's setting off every nesting instinct. For the love....I'm buying expensive pillows, and walking around saying things like 'MINE!' Not cool, goddess. Not. Cool. Fix it, please. Sincerely, A disgruntled wolf shifter.

Cold-blooded murder. Do I have it in me? I’ve watched the people I love commit the worst kinds of crimes, and within the blink of an eye, I could be just like them. I feel the jagged glass beneath my fingers, but do I have the strength to follow this through? How much of my soul am I willing to sacrifice to make this right? Nic was supposed to be my rock. He was supposed to be my world until he showed me a side of himself that terrified me. He’s not the boy I once loved, he’s a man who’s quickly becoming the monster in my nightmare.

Grayson Cage is a sexy Santa. Yeah, I know. Mall Santas typically aren’t very hot. Yet after seeing what he looks like under his costume? The tall, dark, and handsome man is all I want for Christmas. But Grayson isn’t just a juicy piece of eye candy. He needs me to watch his daughter while he’s working at the mall, and sometimes at night when he’s managing his bar, the Thirsty Moose. But he’s not the only one giving me flirty smiles...

Centuries of hunting bloodsuckers courses through my veins. Until I met the powerful vampire Navy SEAL Sam Mason. He’s gorgeous, possessive, deadly, and all mine. My family begs to differ. Since I crossed enemy lines, I’m a disgrace, lost my mind, and committed a sacrilege they want me to atone for. My penance for sleeping with a vampire—lock me away until they can brainwash me. But there are bigger things at play. It’s not me the Aberdeens should worry about. Beneath Sam’s boyish charm lies a predator, a ticking time bomb ready to destroy.

They’re dead. I feel it right down in the bottom of my soul. They were snatched away like trophies in the night and slaughtered before my very eyes. Those three gunshots will forever ring through my mind, tormenting every waking minute of my life.

Who said prison was going to stop me from getting what I wanted? I thought breaking out of there was going to be the hardest thing I ever did. I should have known. Being the leader of The Black Widows is never that easy. Someone should have warned me that the woman I was about to kidnap was going to bring me to my knees.

This prince charming has the world at his fingertips. Anything real estate mogul Thad Worthington wants, he gets—except true love. Until one cold night when he meets a woman with a warm heart. But his would-be princess has no desire to risk her heart for a second chance at a fairy tale, not when she’s already widowed and a single mother. After one scorching kiss that leaves him changed forever, Thad won’t let his princess run from him. When her wicked stepmother threatens to ruin this fairy tale, Thad is left holding a glass slipper and searching for the woman he can’t live without.