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In the heat of the Bayou, where secrets run deeper than blood and vengeance blooms like wild roses, Draco and Denim return—scarred, stronger, and bound by something bigger than love. Legacy. But even kings bleed. And queens don't beg. Now standing at the edge of destiny, they face enemies cloaked in family, curses buried in bloodlines, and the ghosts they thought they left behind. What was once a love story has become a battleground—for survival, for power, for the soul of an empire.

Traumatized college student Morgan Mallory has survived the treacherous land of Pandaemonium by evolving into a soul-devouring entity. Now a merciless warrior, she goes by Alice. But her new identity is fractured, and she finds herself hopelessly grasping at the shards of her parallel selves from different timelines. To piece these multiple personas together, she must kill the Demiurge, the world's tormented creator, who has banished Alice to a facsimile Earth.

Ravenna never asked for her gifts, and certainly not for her parents to sacrifice themselves protecting her. As a half-fae with foresight, she has more power than most realize, even her well-meaning but doomed parents. She isn't some damsel in distress—and she isn't prey for the evil Fae Queen Amaranthe. No matter how long it takes, no matter what it demands of her, she will avenge her parents. With only her innate gift, a seething rage, and her father's begrudging unicorn, Ravenna means to burn the faelands to the ground.

Riven Thane has risen from survivor to sovereign, carving out his very own necropolis in a world shaped by apocalypse and bloodshed. Ruling over the undead, he maintains tight control of his territory. But power never exists in a vacuum. As his influence spreads, so do the malignant forces determined to test it. Across Panu, factions mobilize and ancient cults move in secret, seeking to claim all that Riven has built. Battle champions, grotesque monsters, and powers from the great beyond have begun to take a vested interest in the vampire king and the empire forming under his banner.

I am home, yet it does not feel like home. The chains on my wrists and ankles are gone, but those around my heart tighten. Is the world truly black and white, or is it just my vision failing? Does all food turn to ash, or is it merely my mouth forgetting how to taste? When the crows call, and the moon hangs heavy, does everyone else drown their sorrow in pillows, or am I the only one? Urai is hell. A kingdom of devils. Yet hell is my heaven. My dark devil—through these falling eyes—is my angel. I breathe, but I do not exist. I exist, but I do not live.

Jordan "Skip" Mills is the middle of the three Mills brothers—quiet, calculated, and cold as ice. He doesn't talk much, but when he does? You'd better listen. His silence alone says more than most men's threats. Life was moving smoothly… until strange things began to happen. Now, ghosts from Skip's past are crawling out of the shadows, and they're not just looking to haunt—they want revenge.

I'm the RA. He's the resident I'm about to write up for the third time this week. My life is a series of checklists and rules. As the Resident Advisor, my job is to maintain order. His job, apparently, is to be the chaos magnet in 3B, blasting music at all hours and driving me insane. But when I march to his door to finally lay down the law, he opens it shirtless, tattooed, and smirking. And then his scent hits me. Thunderstorms. Ink. And something primal that screams mine.

Life is good at Sanctuary. Peaceful. But peace never lasts. While away on a routine supply run to Andorra, Dan receives a message that chills his blood: strangers have arrived at their home. With fresh blood comes fresh bloodshed, and Dan finds his leadership challenged in the worst way when others can't see the danger he does. They've fought hunger, violence, tyranny and madness… but they've never had to fight a threat from within.

Arlo is temptation wrapped in control—calculated, commanding, and utterly irresistible. He knows how to get inside people's heads… and once he's there, he never truly leaves. Desire, to him, is just another tool. One he wields flawlessly. Cora isn't looking to be claimed. She's built her life on independence, keeping her emotions tightly guarded and her heart off-limits. But from the moment Arlo's attention locks onto her, the air between them crackles with something forbidden—dark, intoxicating, and impossible to ignore.

Every victory, even the smallest, comes at a price. The enemy may be gone, but far more dangerous foes are already stirring in the shadows, preparing to strike. At the same time, the tide of evil monsters pouring through the Breaches does not just continue—it surges, growing stronger by the day. And the cause, it seems, lies with those who, for reasons unknown, persist in using nithstangs: cursed artifacts of ancient origin that bring harm not only to ordinary citizens but to seasoned Magisters as well.

At 22, I've already had my share of hell with being forced into an arranged marriage with an abusive man by parents, who couldn't care less. But Whispering Grove is my fresh start. My own apartment. My brewery job. My life, finally.

She can never be seen on his arm in public because she's the hired help. Sloane Scott has a reputation. She's the go-to cleaner for the New York mafia. Discretion is unspoken if not written in blood. No sleeping with my clients is her unwritten rule, so why the hell does the arrogant boss of the De Lucci crime family play a starring role in her steamy dreams?

Thrust into a world rooted in familiar RPG conventions, Kai immediately set out to be something he never could have been back on Earth: a cool, composed kicker of keisters. Unfortunately, he's had to put aside his plans for glory. As the three major warrior sects of this new realm come to blows, the resulting series of strikes and counterstrikes with spells, curses, and assorted magical heavy ordnance begin to snowball into all-out slaughter.

I wake up in silk sheets that aren't mine. Designer clothes in my size hanging in a gilded cage. And a price tag of fifteen million dollars on my head. Then he walks in—salt and pepper hair, cold Russian accent. But I know those storm-gray eyes anywhere. Dante Moretti. My brother's enforcer. Seventeen years older and completely forbidden.

All I want is to save the library. But a greedy heiress and a grumpy dragon lawyer complicate everything. Especially when that dragon lawyer insists I'm his fated mate. Maybe this Halloween, I'm going to do both the tricking and the treating? Harold Greaves promised ten years of funding to our little town library. I believed him right up until the will was read, and everything went to his scheming niece instead. Now I've got a week to prove the new will is a fake… or lose the library forever.

Victoria Romanov is going to be my wife. Even if she doesn't know it yet. Her father betrayed me. So I'll use her as the stepping stone to my throne. She's so untouched, so naive… It's almost a shame I have to ruin her. At first, she fights me. Claws at the cage I've locked her in. I do everything to break my enemy's daughter. But I can see the way she loves it… Under her feisty demeanor, her innate submission calls out to the darkness in me, begging to be taken, used, and stripped of control. And soon enough, I begin to crave her.

The wedding was supposed to be my sister's fate. An alliance between two legendary mafia families, just like in the old days. But when my sweet, beautiful older sister fell for a civilian and eloped in spite of our father's edict, mafia mayhem ensued. Now, to save my sister and her clueless new husband from a date with a Cosa Nostra executioner, I'm taking her place. No doubt the alternative bride would have been preferred by everyone. Especially the groom. Luca Connelly. Master manipulator. Crown prince of his uncle's blood-splattered empire. And my nemesis since high school.

Is Patrick O'Connell gorgeous? Unfortunately, yes. Jet-black hair, smoldering eyes, and those muscles I accidentally saw when my friends dragged me to spy on the fireman calendar photo shoot. Is Patrick O'Connell also the bane of my existence? Absolutely. He wrecked my dream years ago, and I'll never forget what he—and his family—took from me. Now the O'Connells want to dump a big-box store right next to my cozy bookshop. Over my dead body.

I'm Ash Mist—an orphan, a slave, a girl whose name was never meant to be remembered. But I've always dreamed of more. Of freedom. Of soaring high above the world on the back of a dragon, where no one could ever touch me again. That dream turns deadly the day a dragon battle erupts over my town, and a glowing rune blazes to life on my skin. Suddenly, I'm not invisible—I'm powerful. I'm chosen. And that makes me a threat. Now the ruthless Blaze Queen wants me for her dark desires… She sends her most dangerous general to capture me—Cade Phoenixfire.

Not every "once upon a time" ends in a happily ever after. My fairytale, for instance, didn't come with a handsome Prince Charming, a night at the ball, or a magical pumpkin carriage. Instead, I got a bearded, bad-tempered king, a sex party for rich people, and a driver waiting to take me home after the royal asshole was finished with me. And they lived not so happily ever after. The end. That should be it, right? Even missing some conventional fairytale elements, it's clear no one is riding off into the sunset in the tale of the grumpy king and the naïve, much younger actress.