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Hello again, I'm Eve Wakefield, and I refuse to accept that I'm in love with an intergalactic moth prince. No. I don't care how handsome he is, I don't want to marry him. I don't care if his parents have a sentient spaceship capable of eating entire planets. Love is earned, not swindled by pheromones. I'm now trapped on a ship with an adorable cyborg bodyguard, a golden toilet, and relationship issues. There's the prince I'm supposed to marry, the forest beast I fell in love with, and the never-wears-clothes police officer with tentacles.

They were my entire world, then everything fell apart. I didn't get to say goodbye, I didn't get to explain to them that my dad had finally gone off the deep end. Of course, they wouldn't have understood anyway—we were only eight and I never told them how bad it had gotten. Maybe if I had I wouldn't be in this fucked up situation.

There’s one mistake you don’t make at Prescott High, not unless you want me to ruin you. Do not touch my beautifully broken Havoc Boys. Harbin, Fadler, Channing-Blackbird, Montauk, and Park. Death stalks the halls of Prescott High. Once upon a time, my best friend betrayed me. For over a year, I let that two-faced bitch go. But not anymore. This time, she’s stirred up the devil in me.

I thought I’d reached a whole new low the day I ran from Bellerose. The day I was snatched by mafia goons, beaten half to death, and left wishing they’d finish the job. But then an Angel saved me. His kind of salvation wasn’t the freedom I’d been hoping for, though. Two months later, I’m his prisoner in the gilded cage of his home. His pregnant mistress.

For the last three months, I survived the desert campus filled with vicious demons while being haunted by the scars of my past. But when students began succumbing to the grasp of dark magic, my power spiraled out of control, intent on consuming every bit. With an uncanny ability to devour the darkness infecting others, I became a beacon for the attention of Dark Veil, the depraved society pulling the strings behind it all.

I'm the princess to a dirty throne of motorcycles and madness, daughter of the president of the Death by Daybreak Motorcycle Club. My father's four closest officers—men dressed in blood and death and sin—they're my honor guard, cloaked in leather vests and tattoos. Only, there's nothing honorable about them at all. They're all wrong for me. Every motorcycle club has its old ladies. These guys...they share one. They share me .

When Remy is suddenly evicted from her apartment, her best friend offers to let her crash at his house while he's traveling for work. The only problem is, she can't stand his arrogant, self-centered roommate, Tristan. Now, she has to figure out how to live in the same house with him for ten days while dealing with all the temptation that comes with… including punching Tristan’s smug face in. But when one night strips them of their masks and exposes the truth, they’re forced to reexamine how they really feel about each other.

Landing my dream job at Havenfall Harbor fresh out of college should be a dream come true. Finding myself drawn to two men - one of which I'm not sure I even like - is keeping me on my toes. Throw in some pranks designed to get me to resign my positions as the first human liaison at the all supernatural academy, and things are getting down right complicated. Welcome to Havenfall Harbor, home for wayward and orphaned supernaturals. Where not just the students bite.

He needs me to play the role of fake fiancée to appease his family of tentacle-tailed cops. I'll keep up the charade as long as I need if it means being reunited with Abraxas and Rurik. It shouldn't be too hard, right? To play pretend…My life force is now inextricably tied to handsome, gun-totin' Officer Hyt. But do you know what happens if my new in-laws find out that I'm mated to three different males? Intergalactic war, that's what.

There’s one girl you don’t mess with at Prescott High, not unless you want them to come for you. Those dirty, rotten Havoc Boys might be a gang to everyone else, but they’re family to me. My f--kbuddy. My first love. My husband. My challenger. My confidante. There’s trouble brewing in the halls of our high school, and it’s spilling into the streets.

Eight years ago, Linan Clanguard successfully staged the attack and slaughter of my family's clan. I will not let it happen again. The proof of his betrayal lies in my parents' imprisonment—because after all of these years, the truth has been revealed. My parents are alive, and I just have to find a way to free them. Unfortunately, my mates and I are struggling to locate my parents, let alone free them. But with the help of Rachel and her mates, as well as some witches from Carmina… we may just be able to pull it off before the clock ticks down to the start of senseless bloodshed.

Posey Knight is off limits. She's the sweet-as-sin little sister of my once-best friend. While I deal in dirty deeds and depravity, I know all the reasons I can't have her. The problem is, I'm obsessed. I can't seem to get her out of my head no matter how hard I try. I don't play by the rules, but for her, I'd be willing to break them all.

Our lands are fractured. They have been split into three since before my birth, but they were not always this way. Once, we prospered, magic filling our lands before it was locked away with them: the monsters. Now we suffer and starve even as our king grows stronger and richer. Then my sister is called upon to make the ultimate sacrifice. Unable to lose the one person I love, I take her place willingly, protecting her the only way I can.

It killed me to leave her behind. Every night I closed my eyes to the images of her lifeless body in the hospital. Her second chance came, but it wasn’t with me. It was with my brother. I wanted to kill him and take his place. Except it wouldn’t change anything. She hated me. But then secrets unraveled.

I moved out to LA to participate in a Graphic Design scholarship that turned out to be fake. That was just my luck. But there was no way I could return home. Not to the already disappointed faces of my parents, who have never believed that ‘fiddling around on your computer’ was an actual career. Not back to my friends who thought I was insane for breaking up with my long-term boyfriend to move out here in the first place. Not back to Georgia, full stop.

Madness runs in my blood or so my family history would suggest. For more than thirteen years, I've been driven by one quest. One desire. One goal. It's about more than just DNA and legacy, it's about a promise. One I swore I would never give up. I never could have planned for her. For Lainey B. For how the girl who kept my secret became a woman who is truly my partner. I've been running alone for so long, I didn't think I could be with someone.

A reject—that’s the best way to describe how I’m treated. All because I’m a hybrid. The monarchs of hell revere pure bloodlines and perfection above all else, and in their eyes, I’m a mutt. Good thing dear old Dad, the Grim Reaper, has never once looked at me as anything other than his favorite child. Well, I’m his only child, but semantics. Suddenly, he has tasked me with the job of going to the council summit in his place. An event that happens once every century to determine which royal house will be voted into the supreme position. A position people would kill for.

With one football legend, a feral cage fighter, the country's youngest Senator, and one seriously stern professor, the Thorne Pack couldn't be more intimidating, even without an omega to bond them. Which is probably for the best—with all their sharp edges, how could they ever take care of anything precious? Turns out, they may not have a choice. When happenstance hands them an omega who needs help, the bond is instant—and accidental. Now, they have to show her they're ready to fight for her heart, even if they lose everything else to win her over.

Family legacy dictates everything from type of education to suitability of friends to eligible marriage opportunities to the type of business I’m expected to go pursue. It’s more than just DNA, it’s also about birth order, gender, and unfortunately—the family name. I was born a Reed and the weight that carries isn’t limited to the doors that it opens, but also the ones it bars shut. When I was tapped for the Royals, I saw my first way out—but it only proved to be a deeper trap.

They want an heir and I’m the only way they can get it. With or without my cooperation. I thought Cadieux Island would be a new beginning, but the privileged estates and elite college turned into a nightmare. My once tormentor and his twin brother somehow became my unlikely saviors while the grandparents, I didn’t know existed, lured me here with the promise of family have shown themselves to be the true tyrants.