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An indentured human woman. An Imperial man on a mission. A fake marriage born in the stars. When my master died, I believed I’d be set free. Instead, I’m sent to a temple where I’m forced to continue doing the one thing I know—pleasing alien males. Until Gael the Returner arrives. Half-human and half-Imperial, he travels the galaxy, rescuing humans.

He’s my best friends dad. But he wants me to call him Daddy. I just spent the last four years studying to become a nurse. Now I’m sitting on a mountain debt. Rather than spend the rest of my life paying it off, I find a second job where the money is too good to turn down. The plan is, become a high end escort, get a few wealthy clients and quit as soon as I make enough to pay off my student loans. Only when I knock on the door of my first client on my very first day, I would never have expected it to be him.

I thought I had a lot of questions before. Finding myself back in Besmet with the demon from my dreams, I’m finding it hard to deny the connection I feel toward him, despite the fact that he’s certifiably insane. When did my life get so chaotic?

In the Ocelot kingdom, shifters rule, and humans are nothing. As a princess, you’d think I lived a blessed life. But like all second-born children of shifter couples, I am a lowly human. The most I can hope for is that when my older sister takes the throne, she’ll consider me unimportant enough to let me marry for love. First, I have to get her to the throne. After a devastating betrayal by our father, I vow to get Camila the crown—now. To become queen, she must collect an amulet that contains secrets to the mating rituals of each feline clan.

Okay! So breaking into my workplace after hours to steal money and then running from the cops, may not have been my brightest idea. But I desperately needed the money, cuz a girl’s gotta eat, right? They gave me a choice; go to juvie for eighteen months or spend two years at some fancy prep school for misguided kids. What I wasn't expecting to find at this prep school was my EX best friend, Oliver and his two friends.

So, here's the deal. I got locked up for a crime I totally committed. Yup. Your girl stabbed a ho...or four. Stabbed, maimed, ate, slaughtered. You get the picture. Not what you expected to hear from me, huh? But everything changes when I'm broken out of Prodigium Academy by the exact man I've been trying to hide from: Lucifer. AKA my sperm donor. AKA the man who tried to kill me as a baby. Fun times, right? With a few simple words, everything changes. I no longer know who I can trust or who will simply stab me in the back the second I turn away.

Elfhame has fallen. Elatha’s warriors run rampant across my city, looting and burning everything in their path. The throne of Faerie is mine by right, but the Fomorian King now reigns amidst the blood, death and chaos. Only a Nicnevin with a fully united Guard stands a chance at reclaiming what’s been stolen. A high queen with all four courts sworn to her is our last hope for restoring peace. I am neither of those things. And yet, I cannot fail.

The witch’s wrath has left me isolated, broken. A Beast unable to even touch another living soul without ruining them. My only solace comes from watching the one I’ve fallen in love with from afar. Fleur. She’s beautiful, spirited, and everything I desire. I can’t give her what she needs, but there’s one in the village who can… Gabriel is tall, strong, and handsome—all things I once was. As my days grow lonelier, I accept that I need them—both of them.

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing.

There’s a hit list circulating the prison, offering up large sums of cash for our deaths—me and all of my men. Assassins, serial killers, and murderers...They’re all coming out of the woodwork to collect their prize. Even a queen and her kings can't fight off an entire army. Escape is our only option if we want to survive.

Layala Lightbringer’s worst fears came true when she woke the wicked Black Mage, Hel. He claims she is a goddess reborn… and his wife. For her, the Elf King Thane is the love she desires, the one she fought for, and the one she wishes to marry. She wants nothing to do with her past. Until their lives are threatened and her relationship with Thane depends on remembering who she was in her previous existence as Valeen. But she can’t do it on her own.

It’s a universally known fact that omegas don’t party. Well, most omegas don’t. The night before I was set to be matched at the Compatibility Ceremony, I went out to party. I didn’t care that I might get in trouble because I didn’t want to waste my last night of freedom being what everyone expected me to be: good. Everything was fine…. Until it wasn’t. The authorities showed up, and I got arrested just as my high hit. To make matters worse, I got banned from finding my match and was sent to the Omega Auctions.

I’m broken. A fractured omega with no value. A shell of my former self, but I found the strength to escape. Now, I’ve started over. New life. New identity. Then they appear. Four white knights who promise to protect me and love me despite my scars. A sweet beta and three fierce alphas. They make me feel safe. Cared for. When the past comes calling, will they still be by my side?

His job was to protect the pack. Instead, he tried to kill me, and now three of my mates are in danger. Will a new ally help me take back what I've lost or will I have to take matters into my own hands? There's a storm coming and it has red hair and an appetite for more than just deer.

At the heart of Love, Janis is an astonishing series of letters by Janis herself that have never been previously published. In them she conveys as no one else could the wild ride from awkward small-town teenager to rock-and-roll queen. Love, Janis is the new life of Janis Joplin we have been waiting for - a celebration of the 60s' joyous experimentation and creativity, and a loving, compassionate examination of one of that era's greatest talents.

I came to warn them, but instead I put them in the line of fire. Now one piece of my heart is missing, while the other pieces are forced to leave behind everything they’ve ever known to protect me.

I’ve managed to make a new life for myself by helping my bestie run TheOmegasGuide—our viral social media account. We support freedom of choice for all designations. Though I’m starting to wonder if having a choice is really all that great. Locke’s up my ass more than usual, acting weird, and…is my hulking Beta friend flirting? I’d be lying if I said I didn’t secretly hope he’d ignore that whole friend-zone thing.

It was supposed to be a fun getaway with my best friend - until I ran out of gas in the Middle of Nowhere, Montana. There I was, freezing to death, when three men came to my rescue and thawed the icicles around my heart. There's one little problem: They aren't human. When my own haunted past comes calling, they stand by my side and protect me. But can I overcome my own demons and accept I have mates? Or will my own fears cripple me?

I've lived in the shadows. Now I have the chance to escape from them and start over. My cousin and best friend sent me to Alaska to get away from my family. A fresh start. I should have known my past wouldn't let me go that easily. As I fight to overcome it, deadly secrets are revealed. I may not survive. Can I manage to be happy? Three infuriating men seem to think I can, even though I've rejected them. Will the shadows finally consume me?

When I spotted him sneaking out the Dean’s window—a woman whose reputation precedes her—I could’ve minded my business. But it’s not every day you catch your nemesis in such a compromising position, so I did what any self-respecting person would’ve done. I added fuel to the scandal that ignited, then laughed while the cops hauled him off in nothing but handcuffs and his boxers. Of course, the arrogant prick found a way to rope me into the lie that got him out of trouble. Which means the only way I come out of this unscathed is to go along with it, pretend we’re a thing.