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The Celestial Heirs think the stars are on their side. But they don't know what's coming. We have to be smart. Fighting them one on one isn't an option so we have to be stealthy. Remaining under the radar won't be easy, but if we pull it off, they'll never suspect our involvement when their lives start falling apart.

I’m a Gemini. Impulsive. Curious. Headstrong. A twin. Heir to a throne I know nothing about. And it turns out, I’m Fae. But of course there’s a catch—all I have to do to claim my birth right is prove that I’m the most powerful supernatural in the whole of Solaria. And sure, technically that’s true as I’m the daughter of the Savage King. But the bit they didn’t put in the brochure was that every single Fae in this Kingdom would claim my throne if they could.

Bobbi Brooks has enough trouble keeping her cafe from burning down on the best of days. Learning she has fire-magic? It's bound to go up in flames. Bobbi, who can't step on a cockroach without squealing, is supposed to be a demon-slaying witch? No way. This is just another one of her crazy grandmother’s delusions. But when Bobbi stumbles over a body that's unfortunately very real, and very dead, her life gets even more complicated. This collection contains All Work and No Slay, Slaying with Fire, and Two Can Slay at This Game.

Grant Neville is my father’s best friend. The person he trusts the most in the world. Forbidden territory personified. I know it is wrong on so many levels, but I can’t seem to get enough of his presence.... His ocean-blue eyes have a way of finding me in every room, his dimples make my knees go weak, and my hands itch to be buried in his dark hair. But I know better by now. My history with older men has left me with plenty of scars, and Grant is not just any older man.

Paisley Mott struggles with anxiety. Her particular blend of anxiety causes her to go into a hyper-focused state, which can lead to more anxiety. After the tragic death of her mother, she began to see her anxiety-induced hyper-focus as a strength. Now, she's a paranormal investigator with an up-and-coming web series that is propelling her into becoming an expert in her field.

They took everything from her. Her family. Her home. Her future. Her humanity. It’s only right she returns the favor. No one will stop Ainsley and her dragon horde from laying waste to her enemies, and anyone who dares get in the way. No one except him. Only love can save her from the dark, swirling depths of her grief and pain, and it would have, if Dominic had been fast enough.

Twenty-year-old Ainsley No-Name is nothing. She’s less than nothing. Just another faceless orphan stealing to feed her foster brothers and sisters. When three men snatch her off the street and drag her into the woods, she knows it’s the end. Until she came. Scales the color of flame and brimstone, a dragon drops out of the sky and saves her. With that, the sacred bond between rider and dragon is formed……and her execution is set in stone.

To celebrate their wedding in nutty true Devil’s Orchard fashion, Bobbi and Grant have organized a carnival and invited the whole town. What could possibly go wrong? Because when one of the spooky decorations in the funhouse turns out to be an actual corpse, Bobbi has to put her wedding on pause. From the drunken clowns and bearded lady to the Senior Ladies Bingo League—everyone’s a suspect. And when Bobbi’s summoned to the spirit world by her father, she's powerless to refuse...

With her favorite '80s hair-metal band in town, Bobbi's as starstruck as they come. But when the guitarist is found dead of an apparent snake bite, the sheriffs are quick to rule it an accident. Bobbi’s not so sure, because a lot of things don’t add up—like how the guitarist had a lot of enemies and more than a few secrets that he was trying to hide from the tabloids. But none of that compares to the shock when Grant tells her that he’s got a big announcement about his fiancée…

I dreamt of being saved by noble Aurelian warriors. Instead, I was abducted by savages. They come through the portal in a fury of blood and violence, destroying my captors without mercy. They will have none for me, either. Aurelians demand total obedience. The brands mark my rescuers as Fanatics who serve the Old Ways. And when they find their Mate, they possess her body and soul. I’ve traded one captivity for another, pulled from serving a cruel lord to living in a mansion on a planet ruled by warriors, priests, and a vengeful alien War-God.

Under Granny’s strict tutelage, Bobbi is learning to master her fire magic. Sort of. Truth is, she’s still got a long way to go if she’s to become the next Guardian of the Rift. Especially since she’s started to manifest strange new powers, ones no other witch has ever seen. Not to mention she’s been hired to cater a huge party and has to find a shapeshifting demon on the loose. A witch has only got so many hours in the day. But when a local drifter turns up dead and the sheriff closes in on Natalie’s husband as the prime suspect, Bobbi will have to make time...

Ra’al. Orr. Kriz. Three enormous beast of men who command a legion of Aurelians, the huge, marble-skinned aliens who exist to find their Fated Mate and tame her. They were built for war. Kings through conquest, they stamp down all resistance without mercy. They tell me they will build me a palace. It would only be a cage. But because I took up a rifle and defended the other servants when our planet was under attack, by the laws of their species, I am a free woman…

It's a beautiful day in the small town of Devil's Orchard when Bobbi's grandmother informs her she's actually a witch. Not just any old witch, either. Bobbi is part of a long line of demon-slayers. Bobbi, who can't step on a cockroach without squealing, is a demon-slayer? Yeah right. She's tempted to write the whole thing off as a stress-induced hallucination. Especially when the dumpster-diving fox starts talking....

Aliens. That's right. I said it. I know - it sounds stupid to me also. I'm a psychologist (sort of), so you'd think I'd be able to reason my way out of this mess. Except the reality is that I've been abducted to become their breeder, and it doesn't take an advanced degree to recognize this is all sorts of jacked up. But I digress. Apparently, these aliens are on the brink of extinction and need me and my fellow captives to repopulate. Yay us. I guess it's time to figure out an escape plan before they knock me up. I'll be back later. Hopefully.

Based on the true story of the celebrated Nancy Hart Rifles, The Cotillion Brigade is a sweeping epic of the Civil War’s ravages on family and love, the resilient bonds of sisterhood amid devastation, and the miracle of reconciliation between bitter enemies. 1856. Sixteen-year-old Nannie Colquitt Hill makes her debut in the antebellum society of the Chattahoochee River plantations. A thousand miles to the north, a Wisconsin farm boy, Hugh LaGrange, joins an Abolitionist crusade to ban slavery in Bleeding Kansas.

The cozy town of Devil’s Orchard has been overrun with all types of misfits and miscreants as they host a reptile expo. The sponsors of the event are none other than Rexx Cobra and Dirk Dagger, two '80s rockers who don’t know the meaning of the word restraint. When Dirk’s found dead of an apparent snake bite, the sheriffs are quick to rule it an accident. Bobbi’s not so sure, because a lot of things don’t add up—like how the guitarist had a lot of enemies and more than a few secrets that he was trying to hide from the tabloids.

I'm a lone female investigator, deployed on a secret mission to the flesh markets of Narelerth, when everything goes wrong. Within minutes, I'm put in chains and hauled up to the auction block. Now, my worst nightmare has happened. I'm taken by an alien warrior. He's completely wild, untamed. He carries me to his ship, and I'm shocked by the force of my own desire.

One last job before I go legit. An easy smuggling run, one crate off-planet and then I can leave all my dark secrets behind. Crash landing was not part of the plan. Neither was being rescued by a monster. Did I say rescued? Because I think I mean kidnapped. This muscle-bound alien is keeping me captive on his ship. And if he finds out what cargo I'm really carrying? I don't want to know what he'll do to me.

The election campaign for Sheriff is heating up in Devil's Orchard, but Bobbi's been called away to visit a supernatural town in the middle of the Arizona desert. The mysterious book that holds the answers to her mother's disappearance has been stolen and an explosion leaves the magical archives in a pile of rubble and ash. It's no coincidence that the blast happened the day of Bobbi's arrival, and she finds herself accused of the crime. The residents of this town are notoriously tight-lipped to outsiders, and Bobbi makes more than a few enemies during her search for the truth.

With dragon eggs stolen and a murderer on the loose only days before the Broom Racing Festival, Elsie has once again found herself in the hot seat. She’s vowed to get the eggs back–even if she has to team up with her biggest (and most baldheaded) enemy to do it. It should be a straightforward case… until a journalist is found dead at the local inn.