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Eva Bradshaw used to have standards. But with bills piling up and a six-year-old daughter to feed, there’s not much the former Olympic figure skater wouldn’t do for some extra cash, even if it means violating her hard limit: hockey players.

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Morelli here. Cassie seems to find herself too busy eating pastries, breaking out of jail, and saving the Magic world (again) to bother with writing her own book description, so she's fobbed the chore off on me. Some people, am I right? Anyway, Black refuses to let me see a single page of the manuscript, but since I was there for most of the story, I can tell you this book is going to be full of . . . Eager-for-battle ghosts, misbehaving tower ravens, on-call dragons, spell-crafting elves, rat-stomping trolls, a tiny bit of necromancy, and a very heroic (if I do say so myself) half-troll.

Book burning. Jewel stealing. Vampire hunting. Not exactly what I expected from a day's work as a detective, but at least things are no longer dull at the agency. Although I'm not sure how much longer the doors to that agency will be open, since the due date for getting my detective license just went whizzing by faster than a fairy on pixie dust. But, after making good use of my groveling skills, HQ has given me an extension to solve a case and complete my application. Which would be great if the only clients I have weren't dead clients, missing clients, and persnickety clients.

Cassie Black has just lost two people through a magic portal. Her archenemy, the Mauvais, is threatening to destroy city after city if Magic Headquarters doesn't hand her over to him. And HQ isn't exactly saying no to that offer. As the Magic higher ups debate her fate, Cassie refuses to sit by and watch the grass grow between the toes of the surveillance gnomes. Biting back her life rule to never get involved, she knows the only way to stop the Mauvais is to go after him herself.

The first time we spoke he tried to bribe me, and I called his bluff. That became friendship … then first loves. I steal his heart. He steals mine. But we keep that our secret, hidden in fear of ruining our friendship. Until one night, we cross a line. I have secrets I never want him to know. But he won’t allow me to push him away. He’s ready to become more than friends, but will that change when he learns what I’ve done?

A Bratva Boss forced me into a marriage I never wanted, for a reason that I refuse to believe. There's no reason for him to even look at an ordinary girl like me. Let alone marry one. By day, Nikolai Starukhin is an art collector with an eye for beauty. By night, he's a ruthless Bratva boss whose hands deal in broken things and pain. Our paths crossed when he saved me from a creep. I thought that was where our story ended. And then I noticed what he left behind: An invitation to his art gallery. I should have said no. I should've thrown it away.

Elouise ‘Lou’ Kinkade is happy that all her siblings have found love. She’s less than happy that now all they want is for her to do the same. Lou doesn’t have time for romance; she has a business to run. And that business was shooting to success when a Hollywood degenerate takes a drunken tumble down her stairs. Desperate to avoid a scandal, Lou does everything she can to help her unconscious guest, and somewhere between the ambulance and his hospital bedside, she’s mistaken by nurses and then parents for his girlfriend… an assumption she doesn’t correct.

Three emotional romances. Three HEAs that have been long in waiting. Meet the next generation of the Montgomerys! Big City Romance with a Small Town Feel. The Montgomerys are a lot to live up to. Even more so when the famous ones are your parents. It’s time for the next generation of Montgomerys to live it up and fall hard. They don’t want to make the same mistakes their parents did, nor do they want to follow the paths laid out for them. These Montgomerys are sexy AF and have secrets of their own. It’s time to see what they are made of. After all, Long Live the Montgomerys.

The hunger burns, the feeding soothes. I hate this curse, I hate the world, and most of all, I hate myself. Because I am chained to the blood of the only thing I truly want—the little Black witch called Syrsee.

I'm a matchmaker for New York's elite. But my own love life is a complete disaster. I go on a blind date, expecting to meet a stranger. But instead, I'm locking eyes with Adrian Stone—my dad's best friend. The silver fox single dad I've fantasized about for years. We're both hiding behind fake names. Is he pretending not to recognize me, too? Either way, I play along. And that night, I did something I shouldn't have. Several times—if you know what I mean. He doesn't ever have to find out who I really am, right? Wrong.

A sexy, small town, grumpy sunshine, single dad, sports romance from USA Today Bestselling Author Willow Aster. I fell in love with his little girl first. From the moment nine-year-old Becca Fox and I hugged, it was like we’d known each other forever. Precocious, sweet, and kind, I just knew this little girl was exceptional. Her dad, though? Not so much. Bowie Fox checks every box in the looks department—rugged, intense, and the kind of man who makes you forget how to breathe—but his personality? About as warm as a snowstorm.

Up-and-coming model Lila Perkins has a long-standing feud with fate. She no longer believes in soul ties or coincidences, and she definitely doesn't believe in happily ever afters. Not after suffering through The Great Ghosting with her ex-situationship. Now, she swears by the ball-busting belief that you have to do things yourself instead of waiting for the stars to align. But right as she's about to embark on a modeling campaign with the potential to change the trajectory of her career, fate rears its ugly head and plays a sick joke on her.

"The Villain Who Forgot to Be Bad" is a comedy full of absurd situations and endearing characters that show us that the line between good and evil can be funnier than we think. Vicente, a villain in training, grows up dreaming of instilling terror, but his life is full of comic failures: his malevolent laugh sounds tender, his plans always fail and his "dark" companion is a fish called Neptune. Through encounters with other equally unfortunate "villains", failed attempts at evil and ridiculous situations, Vicente discovers that, perhaps, being feared is not as important as making people laugh.

I’m a mafia princess, heir to the Kings’ throne. My entire life has been spent behind the bars of a gilded cage. Protected, admired, adored. Controlled. I long for freedom. In one night, everything changes… Enter Raffaele Ferrara, dark, broody and tormented. And the most frighteningly gorgeous man I’ve ever seen. My new bodyguard is all rules and restraint. But beneath our clashes, an undeniable attraction simmers—dangerous, forbidden, irresistible.

The daughter of Iraqi Jewish refugees, Samantha grew up surrounded by the noisy, vivid, hot sounds of Judeo-Iraqi Arabic. A language that’s now on the verge of extinction. The realisation that she won’t be able to tell her son he’s ‘living in the days of the aubergines’ or ‘chopping onions on my heart’ opens the floodgates. The questions keep coming. How can she pass on the stories without passing on the trauma of displacement? Will her son ever love mango pickle?

I agreed to marry a bratva boss in exchange for him protecting my mother. The moment my paths crossed with Arsen Isakov, normality went out the window. I went along with his twisted plan of a fake marriage—all to keep my mother safe—and walked down the aisle towards him with my head held high. Nothing prepared me for becoming pregnant with his child. Nothing prepared me to learn the dark truths of our shared past. When I found out, I did the only thing I could: I ran.

One minute my best friend from childhood is alive and well, and the next minute he and his wife are gone. One minute I’m a single guy looking for fun, and the next I’m responsible for two little boys. With those two little boys comes Mila, the aunt refusing to be cast aside although she wasn’t named their guardian. I’d never leave the kids in a volatile situation, the pawns in a retaliation scheme, but with them comes her.

Ever have one of those weeks? You've taken an overdose of magic, you've just melted a twelve-year old girl, and Magic HQ has sent a letter "requesting" you come by to discuss your magic control issues. No? Just me then? I don't want to go. I've got a boss in a wheelchair (my fault), a zombie cat who demands his treats on schedule, and no interest in sorting out the quirks of another magical community. But when someone slips me information tying my parents' disappearance to HQ, I can't pack my bags quickly enough.