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After defending myself against fairy magic, I wake to find my whole world turned upside down—the Underworld creatures are on the precipice of war. Yep, the Underworld is polarized in a battle of witch against witch, creature against creature. And the battle is led by the villainous Bella, who would be queen. While I have one goal in mind, to stake the vampire, Ryder, who nearly killed me, I also must choose between the affections of my warlock employer, Rand, and the mysteriously sexy vampire Sinjin Sinclair. Easier said than done.

My name is Neva, or "Snow White", as patrons of the Wicked Lyre tavern know me. There, I dance for the wealthy and lecherous. Void of my memories, my life before the age of 12 is a mystery I don’t have time to solve, chained as I am to my cruel master. Enter Herrick Vorst.

Trying to choose between two incredible men is in a word: tough. Throw in the fact that the Underworld is in a state of uproar and I don’t have the time to pay attention to my personal life. And as if that weren’t enough to ruin a girl’s day, everything I know will be turned inside out when I'm thrust into the shock of a lifetime.

My life isn't so bad. True, I don't have a love life to speak of, but I do have a cute house in the suburbs of Los Angeles, a cat, and a quirky best friend. Enter Rand Balfour, a sinfully attractive warlock who insists I'm a witch and who just might turn my life upside down. Rand hires me to help him solve a mystery regarding the death of his client, who also happens to be a ghost. Along the way, I not only uncover the cause of the ghost’s demise, but in the process, I actually bring the ghost back to life....

After agreeing to let the spirit of Drake Montague inhabit my body (probably not one of my better ideas), I soon discover the twentieth-century French policeman may be dead, but his lothario longings sure aren't. Now I have to find a way to explain to my sweet, sexy, and very alive boyfriend, Ryan Kelly, that a spirit has taken up residence in my head, whispering French words of affection day and night. And, ahem, French is a pretty . . . sexy language.

In an attempt to cleanse whatever entity Trina and I let into my house after our bout with a Ouija board, things have only gotten worse. When the entity begins to sap Drake's strength, I realize I have to do something and that something needs to be done now . . . While Drake does definitely drive me crazy with his pretentious airs, his womanizing ways and his jealousy, the idea of coming home to an empty house leaves me feeling . . . well, empty. Yes, it's true—I'm pretty fond of my ghostly Casanova.

For Whom the Spell Tolls is the sixth audiobook in the Dulcie O'Neil series (Fantasy Romance Books): A war between The Resistance and the Netherworld, A vampire who isn't all that he appears, and the ultimate price that must be paid. Dulcie O'Neil thought her luck couldn't get much worse but it's about to get a whole lot worse. Forced into declaring war against the Netherworld and her father, Dulcie will find herself fighting for everything she believes in. In the process, she'll have to decide whether or not to trust a centuries old vampire, a decision which literally will mean life or death.

My name is Tink, better known as Tinkerbell. I’ve been left isolated on "Death Isle" with only a crocodile shifter named Zegar for company. Life on the island is lonely and difficult, but the only thing that keeps me going are the many tales Zegar spins about Peter Pan and his misfit crew of Lost Boys.

Word of my ability to bring back the dead spreads like wildfire, putting me at the top of the Underworld’s most wanted list. Consequently, I find myself at the center of a custody battle between a villainous witch, a dangerous but oh-so-sexy vampire named Sinjin, and my warlock boss, Rand.

My name is Elodie Matthews, and a few months ago, I became the new police chief in the stamp-sized town of Hope, Alaska. Running from a past I don’t want to face; my career path is now colliding with native lore, legends of shape-shifters...and wolves. One wolf in particular. I’ve seen him before—in dreams that have been plaguing me since I moved to Hope. The dreams are always the same: a gigantic black wolf with haunting steel-gray eyes. He wants something from me. I’m just not sure what.

I’m what’s known as a Blood Witch—a witch who was half-turned by a vampire. I’m still in the process of learning how to reverse my condition by returning his "kiss" to the vampire who blooded me, Lorcan Rowe. But every time we attempt the spell, it goes awry. Now it’s become a race against time: If Lorcan’s powers aren’t returned to him through a reversal spell, he’ll eventually lose his mind, and there’s a very good chance he’ll kill me in the process.

Students at Lissa’s witch academy are falling ill—clearly under the effects of Hyde, an illegal street drug. When another young woman’s mutilated body is found in an alley, I realize we’ve got a murderer on the loose. And I have a feeling the two cases are tied.… I’m just not sure how or why. As if that isn’t stress-inducing enough, the vampire council is in town, and that means I need Vlad’s protection. What I don’t need is his constant amorous attempts.

In the underwater kingdom of Corsica, mermaids are the property of mermen. We’re considered valuable as breeders until we reach our mid-30s, at which time we’re deemed no longer useful. Good thing for me I’m 40, never had any children, and I’m a widow. So, I can basically live my life as I see fit. Until my husband’s younger brother, Cullen, decides to make me his wife...one of seven.

I had it all. A powerful coven. A charming Victorian mansion. A sexy car. A couture closet. Credit cards up the wazoo, and an endearing familiar. Actually, scratch that, Hellcat would never be described as "endearing". More like: the bane of my existence. So, I almost had it all. Then a vampire came along and ruined it when he turned me into a Blood Witch. Now, I’ve been kicked out of my coven, kicked out of the mansion, I have no credit to speak of, the Lexus is a thing of the past, and not only am I driving something from the '80s, but it’s also unapologetically yellow.

After spending a couple of months in the quaint town of Haven Hollow, Oregon, I’m settling in, and things are looking up. My shop, Poppy’s Potions, is successful; I’ve got a best friend in ghost-hunter, Marty Zach; and I’m dating the local Sasquatch, Roy Osbourne. My 11-year-old son, Finn, is doing well in school, and everything seems to be blue skies and golden sunshine. Until my resident ghost, Darla, shatters a vial of Mystic Veil, a powerful potion that opens the door to the Astral Plane, inviting a migratory ghost, the Todhchaí, into Haven Hollow.

Sinjin is understandably irate over the treatment Bryn received when she was taken hostage by those who were once her own people. Even though Sinjin was able to rescue Bryn and Betta after their escape attempt and deliver them to the safety of Queen Jolie, it is clear that Bryn's pain runs deep. Sinjin wants nothing more than to help Bryn heal but she will have none of it, instead growing cold and distant. Outraged that he is unable to break through Bryn's walls, Sinjin takes matters into his own hands when he decides to avenge her....

Tallis Black is not accustomed to playing the role of prisoner. Yet that is exactly the predicament in which he finds himself in this latest installment of the Lily Harper Series. Tortured, malnourished, and at the mercy of Persephone, a vengeful spirit who resides within the body of the woman he loves, Tallis future looks bleak. But the 2000-year-old Druid is not concerned with himself. Instead, he wants nothing more than to free Lily from Persephone's grasp.

In Ice Wolf, a hunter stumbles upon a naked body. When Ellie and her deputy retrieve the frozen corpse, he's got a silver dagger in his chest but no ID. It's Ellie's first homicide case in Hope and she aims to solve it. But even stranger things happen and this murder investigation will be anything but routine. Ellie doesn't want to believe the forensic evidence, but there's something creepy about the John Doe victim. There's no way that she'd walk away from this case, but maybe she should run.

Looking for a fresh start, I just became the proud owner of a piece of New Orleans history: an Antebellum-era two-story house in the Garden District. It's going to take time and a fat wallet to restore the fixer-upper to its former glory, but after my recent divorce, I could use the distraction. And a stiff drink, but that's another story . . . It's not long before I discover I've moved into the haunted house of the flirtatious and very much dead, Drake Montague. Now I'm receiving kisses from unseen lips and caresses from ghostly hands.

I haven’t seen Inspector Stirling for weeks… at his insistence, not mine. But when Spencer and I stumble across the most bizarre of gardens situated right in the middle of Highgate Cemetery and then very nearly get trapped within it? Well, the inspector is the first person who needs to know about it! The only problem is the blasted man won’t listen to me! And when I insist that his most recent missing person case is tied to this very strange garden? As always, he refuses to allow me to get involved.