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Hiring a good nanny should be easy for the CEO of a billion-dollar company, but with my high expectations and shining personality, its proving to be harder than expected. Five. That's how many nannies my daughter has had since her mother abandoned her at day care six months ago.

A rebellion has been gathering force against the queen. It needs only a spark to gain momentum. It needs me: the secret heir. First, I must survive the Wilds—savage, brutal, and even more dangerous than the queen herself. No one enters its ancient, slithering forests unless they have no better choice. Joined by dragon-shifter Xeno, dragonling Saffron, goblin Pru, and fellow fae-trial contenders, I'm not alone. But every shadow in the Wilds crawls with horrible, giant monsters. Out here, we're no longer just trained warriors. We're prey.

A lawyer and a paralegal get trapped in an elevator—it sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, but it’s not a joke. It’s my life. It’s been hours with no sign of rescue, and the only thing I know for sure is that if I don’t manage to either get out of here or under him soon, I’m going to go insane.

I was bored but perfectly content in life until my seemingly innocent coworker got me an invitation to an elite, underground kink club. Secure with myself and my sexuality but completely stale in my love life, I followed my curiosity into the Den and met the sexy, forbidden King of Beasts. Guiding me through different rooms of pleasure, the only thing I wanted but wasn't allowed to have was him.

From the moment she moved in a few houses down, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. The way her body moved, the light that shined from inside of her, her raw sex appeal without even trying. Lucky for me, her friend and coworker was one of my closest friends. An invitation to my club, The Den, led to a masked intimate encounter in a maintenance closet. That’s all it took for me to know she was the one for me.

They call me crazy, psycho, insane. Like I care. The only people's opinions I actually give a rip about are my brothers. Hell, they know me better than anyone and there is no doubt I'm all those things and more. The difference is, they know that even if everything I do seems crazy, it's always for the good of my club and my family. I would do anything to protect my brothers, my club. That's all I ever needed, until I walk in on the most perfect sight out of my deepest darkest fantasies while out on a job. A little sprite of a thing cutting open some d-bag on her dining room table.

Huzzah! I made it to my 23rd birthday! Given how much dragon magic I have rolling through me now, doing its best to cook me from the inside out, this feat is no small thing. I’ve earned a hearty celebration and then some. I’m gonna party down at Sharmayne’s and let her ply me with as many of her cocktails as she wants. Her magic touch is exactly what I need after how nutty life in Traitor’s Den has been lately. I deserve every hypnotic, milky, swirling Moon Mixer she sends my way. Hell, I might get fancy and skip right on to a Roll in the Hay, maybe even a Sirens on the Rocks.

I need more magic like I need a point-blank bullet to the head. All that dragon power Rhett’s already given me is churning around inside me, causing as much trouble as the great poohbah dragon protector himself, and he’s trouble walking in a pair of perfectly fitting jeans. Regardless of my desires, and I’ve got lots of them thanks to the two men who won’t stop shooting suggestive looks my way, more magic is exactly what I’ve got—plus a whole band of dragon shifters without it, heh, pointing fingers at me for taking what they think is theirs. Oopsie.

The people and creatures of Traitor’s Den are always getting into trouble. It’s the one thing I can count on. The longer they spend in the Den, the more the spell that keeps us all here has the chance to take effect, turning us all into my Uncle Tucker’s version of cowboys and cowgirls. Our little one-way town is always wild and outrageous, and no day is ever the same. But when Rhett Stead and Zeke Doyle tumble through the portal, our town’s signature wild Western flavor swells a couple of notches, especially since they seem to think I’m their mate or queen or...whatever.

I’ve never seen the outside world and I don’t care. The cannon-toting, trigger-happy residents here are like family, even if most of them are a few spoons short of a full set. Eventually, everyone grows on you, kinda like nail fungus. But the booze flows freely, and Tiger keeps me company. He’s as much a prisoner as I am. Just when I think I’ve made my peace with my lot, the portal pops open and two men shoot through, throwing punches before their feet even finish landing in my town. When they finally look at me, all I see is problems. Big, ginormous, too-handsome problems.

Just because Giselle’s two best friends fell in love with alien hybrids and are now living their happily ever after’s in the King’s compound doesn’t mean Giselle feels left out.... Sure they’ve got their adorable little half-alien winged babies and are happier than they’ve ever been but Giselle has a high-powered job and a full calendar of charity work and she’s...happy. Really. The positive affirmations she reads to herself every morning tell her so.

Hades messed up. It's his fault the Lady of the Underworld left...again. The guy just can't keep a good goddess down. But the Lord of the Dead can't mope about the Underworld while it tears apart. Breaches in the fabric of the afterlife have allowed souls to escape and return to their lives. Something is wrong, and Hades needs Autumn's help for her to become the death goddess to figure it out.

A spunky florist and a cold-hearted lord of the dead? It's a match made in the underworld! Autumn Rankin is a florist first and foremost. Her specialty is making a rose bear in under 20 minutes or pulling together a bouquet that says "I'm sorry, honey, you're always right". But when she meets Hades at the funeral parlor, she discovers a hidden talent: Convincing a dead soul it's time to go to the afterlife. Apparently souls are wandering the land of the living, and Hades, stiff, cold, and guarded as he is, needs her natural charm and charisma to corral them to the underworld.

My teacher is trying to kill me. My mates and I are on the run while trying to figure out why our professor wants me dead. Not exactly the punishment I expected for botching an assignment. To get our happy end on a luxury resort planet, we may have to do the one thing I don't want my mates to do: abduct another alien. When the abductee becomes the abductor, something is seriously wrong with the universe.

I was abducted by incompetent aliens. They didn't know what they were doing, and they still don't have a clue. Now that we're done with all the probing, they're taking lessons in "Caring for Vulnerable Females" and "Nest Building for Beginners", and want to turn me into their mate. And no, they don't listen when I tell them I don't need a nest.

Change and I have never been best friends, something that's only gotten clearer from my imprisonment at the Guild of Guardians. As punishment for stealing a magical object, I’ve got to hunt down criminal supernaturals to pay off my sentence. The men in my new team don’t want me around. Neither do the other inmates. They just want to push me to my limits, test me, thinking that I’ll fail. But they have another thing coming. I’m Astra Nomical. I'll pass everything they throw my way, prove I’m worthy, and I won't lose my heart along the way.

I am not supposed to exist—my parents murdered for their forbidden union. I’m a creature born of light and dark, of Heaven and Hell, and it's up to me to hold these fragile worlds together. And I’m back here, where I never thought I’d be, surrounded by devastatingly handsome males who’d give their lives for me. And all I want to do is go home, back to earth, but the balance has been threatened and I’m the only one who can set it right.

My worst nightmare has come true. I'm not the Champion of Calamity. I'm the Conduit. The bad guy.

Harrison Stag is finally mine. After ten years, a fiasco in an elevator, and more mind-blowing sex than I could handle, it's time to settle in. Is it really possible to have it all?

Growing up as part of one of the most ruthless families in the world was bad enough. Being blind is worse. Especially when my family sees it as a weakness and wants nothing more than to torture me for things I can't control. That's okay, though. I was getting away as fast and as far as I could. I just had to find a way out of my evil brother's clutches. When I hear a noise coming from a secret room, everything changes. After finding the door in the house I was born and raised in, and realizing just how sick and demented my brother is, I know my only option is to do my best to help.