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My name is Melody Greene, and I have a confession to make. I slept with my student, a senior in high school. Multiple times. I had multiple orgasms. In multiple positions. I slept with my student and I enjoyed it. I slept with my student and I'd do it all over again if I could turn back time. My name is Melody Greene, and I got kicked out of my position as a teacher and did my walk of shame a la Cersei Lannister from the principal's office, minutes after said principal threatened to call the cops on me.

To protect their pack, they must risk everything. Adam and Parker are finally safe. As safe as they can be in a world where the zombie-like infected still roam the night. With other survivors, they've built a community-a pack. Until that peace is shattered.

Dimity Plumleigh-Teignmott, code name Honey Bee, is the War Office's best and most decorative fixer. She's sweet and chipper, but oddly stealthy, and surprisingly effective given the right incentives. Sir Crispin Bontwee was knighted for his military service, but instead of retiring, he secretly went to work for the War Office. Mostly he enjoys his job, except when he must safeguard the Honey Bee. Neither of them are vampire experts, but when Nottingham Hive goes badly Goth, only Dimity can stop their darkness from turning bloody. And only Crispin can stop Dimity from death by vampire.

I know full well I don't get to even feel love, much less fall in it. No soul, no soulmate. Ever. I don't have room for stolen kisses and fantasies of of making her mine. I've got to break the curse on my brethren and take down the King of Hell. So why is the dragon part of me insisting on marking and claiming this strange and beautiful woman who just walked into my life (and drank my beer)?

From the New York Times bestselling author of Star Wars: Lost Stars and Bloodline comes a thrilling sci-fi adventure that Kass Morgan, bestselling author of The 100 series, calls "startlingly original and achingly romantic...nothing short of masterful." She's a soldier--Noemi Vidal is willing to...

In the New Republic, every woman must marry five men. It’s the law. Welcome to the apocalypse. Drea was completely lost except for Eric’s hands cupping her face. Eric’s blue eyes piercing hers. “This isn’t a marriage where each of us get a sliver of you. No, baby, that’s not how this is gonna work. You have to give every one of us all of you. Pour it all out. Every single drop of yourself and trust that we’ll fill you back up.”