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In less than a week, wedding bells will ring for Gage Erikson—a.k.a. Detective Cutie—and bookstore owner and witch Lily Michaels. Lily’s to-do list is already a mile long. Adding “solve a murder” wasn’t part of the plan. But they have little choice when Lily discovers a dead Elemental witch across the street, revealing a grudge that threatens to upend not just their big day, but the entire Pembroke Cove coven.

Pruitt County, Georgia. Detective Alex Gray has witnessed too much death. Relocating to a tight-knit community where everyone knows each other and the coffee shop is locally owned, he’s optimistic he’s seen the last of mankind’s scum. But after he’s called to a crime scene at the side of the road, his stomach churns at the sight of a young woman who’s been strangled.

Abandoned as a child, Scout Randall made her way through life thanks to sheer force of will…and that unfortunate mouth of hers. Now, things are about to change.

Scout Randall might be the big witch in town, but that doesn’t mean she has all the answers. Between apexes, shifters, and old friends turning into new enemies, she has her hands full. It’s going to take a big team to help her save the day. They just might be up to the challenge. Of course, they might not be up to it either. Here comes trouble.

Mardi Gras is in full swing, which means the French Quarter is bustling with activity and overflowing with people. Ofelia Archer has her hands full and doesn’t need anything extra on her plate. Then the unthinkable happens.

Laura's on the verge of living the life she's always wanted. At the age of twenty-seven, she put her career plans on hold, married handsome widower Peter Foster, settled down in his Silicon Valley home, and helped raise his two children. Twelve years later, its her turn to shine. Her career is thriving, the kids are out of the house, Peter's company is on the verge of an FDA approval that could garner a windfall in stock gains for them, and she's training for the Kona Ironman.

I'm a walking contradiction. School principal who liberally drops the F bomb. Fiercely independent yet willing to auction myself off for charity. Serial monogamist who's down for a no-strings one-night stand. Except now I've gone from one-working ovary to coparent in the time it took a stick to turn blue. F. Bomb. Ian Donovan may be a richer-than-hell venture capitalist, but he's no Prince Charming ready to sweep me off my feet. Good thing I don't need him. I've been doing fine on my own for forty years, and I'm not about to start changing that now.

Twenty years ago teenager Bree Watson had the world at her fingertips. The only thing she was worried about was which Grimlock brother she had the biggest crush on. Then, in a moment of confusion while playing with a Ouija board, she disappeared. Nobody knew what happened to her. Her parents were cleared of suspicion. The girls with her that night didn’t have any answers. She was just gone. And now she’s back. Luna Thorn knows something is very wrong with what happened. Bree went somewhere for twenty years but she came back looking the same, and claiming no time has passed. It’s a miracle…

I lie to one of the city's most ruthless men—and it feels so good. Deception is a drug, and I'm quickly becoming an addict. Each time we speak, Zuko has no idea it's me. The lie tastes sweet leaving my mouth. I couldn't stop now, even if I wanted to—which I don't. He thinks our conversations are more than just sex. He's wrong. The intimacy he feels is all a facade. Until the day an embodiment of my darkest fantasies walks into my bar, and his unmistakable voice sends a shiver down my spine. It turns out I'm not the one in control.

My Angel is the one who got away—the only person in the world I love. When she is caught in an unsanctioned bank robbery in my territory, only my reputation protects her. She should have stayed away. Instead, she charges back into my life like a shining beacon in my otherwise bleak existence. She has no place in my world where hardened criminals toy with the lives of the innocent.

When I first moved from Manhattan to this small town six years ago, I worried about many things. I worried about finding a job. I worried that I’d be bored. I worried that my relationship with charming photographer Ryan Breslow was moving too fast. But I never worried about whether the ground beneath my feet would crumble—both literally and figuratively. My marriage didn’t go as I’d imagined. A year ago, Ryan met his untimely death in a car accident that’s still under investigation.

He holds out his business card, and she plucks it from his fingers without touching them. “Hope to see you around, Allie Dawson,” he says. That was over a month ago. It seemed too good to be true, but Allie told herself to ignore the nagging feeling in her gut. That was her first mistake. She saw Laura Foster’s email welcoming her into a cohort of grant recipients, Allie literally jumped for joy. She was headed to Silicon Valley with a chance to bring her innovative product to market.

We met at his ex's wedding, where she uttered their safe word in her vows. Immediately, his jaw clenched, and his hands balled into tight fists. Moments later, he told her I was with him. When in reality, I had snuck into the wedding. Knowing full well he was trouble, I tried to leave when he gripped my arm and whispered in a low, intimidating voice, "Do you sneak into weddings often?" His words had me stuck to the spot.

Looks. I've got in spades. Money. I've got it coming out of my ears. Power. I'm CEO of a large investment bank in Texas. Do I need to say more? Too bad there's something missing. My MC brothers keep me grounded, but I'm swimming in a sea of loneliness. One cold, rainy night, I pull over to help a stranded motorist and get the shock of my life. My soulmate has been living right under my nose for months, yet we've never crossed paths.

The hunky cowboy roars into my life and turns things upside down but I won't go down without a fight. Is he smoking hot? Heck yes. Does the arrogant jerk make my blood boil? You know it. Did he step into my floral shop and steal my heart? I'm trying to ignore that little tidbit. So why am I making him work for it? Because I refuse to roll over and let the big jerk have his way without a little fight. He's going to have to put in the effort to win me. If the hot, wealthy biker is going to catch me, he's going to have to learn a few lessons along the way.

My name is Dawn Rose. I was the food-scavenger for my group of outcasts in the Fringe - what used to be LA County before the Abnorms and supernaturals turned it into a hellscape. But I never expected to witness a brutal murder-by-magic. Now I've been whisked off to Briarwitch Academy, the place where magic goes to grow. The faculty think I have an ancient untapped power. Yeah, right. Like I'm going to fit in with drunken gnomes and goth pixies.

Lily Michaels is working on her craft as a new witch, enjoying life, and running her shop in the quaint town of Pembroke Cove. …Until four magicians show up at the Cozy Nook Bookstore determined to get Lily's book, Practical Beginnings. The book isn’t for sale—not that they could use it anyway, as they’re not a Michaels’ family members. Her familiar, Milo, is ready to do all he can to protect his favorite witch.

If it’s not demon birds and spiders it’s something else haunting Hawthorne Hollow these days. Scout Randall, Michigan’s favorite pixie apex, is ready for a break. Then the unthinkable happens. It starts small during a job in the woods. The attacking force reminds Scout of something she can’t quite put her finger on. When she does identify where she knows the creatures from, she’s thrown. She saw them in a movie. She manages to push the idea from her mind. Well, mostly. Movies can’t come to life after all. Then it happens again. And again.

Blind, orphaned witch Claire has spent her entire life wondering where she belonged. She's grown up in a small coven on the outskirts of the Unitam Realm. While the teasing about her blindness hurts, the ridicule the coven members give her about her orphan status cuts deeper. What kind of disappointment do you have to be to have your parents abandon you?

When the bodies of three human women are discovered in Morgon territory—with the DNA of several Morgon men on the victims—it’s just a matter of time before civil unrest hits the Province. But for ambitious reporter Moira Cade, it’s more than just a story, and it may mean risking her own life. Descending into the dark underworld of Morgon society, Moira is paired with Kol Moonring, captain of the Morgon Guard, for her protection. Fiercely independent, Moira bristles at his dominance and defies his will at every turn.