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I didn’t rob the little shops I’ve been hired to clean. But in a town filled with quirky residents who shift mid-conversation and cast wonky spells, finding the real burglar won’t be easy. Luckily, a pair of magical silver skates send me a little help: Three tempting men. My fated mates. I can tell they want me as much as I want them. They should be helping me clear my name, but they reject me, one by one. All I’ve got left is the paranormal town I call my home and the job I’ve worked so hard to get, but am I about to lose that, too?

When I turn up on Whit’s doorstep, résumé in hand, I’m expecting an informal interview, not a honey-dripped seduction, But that doesn’t mean I won’t grab it with both hands… My older brother’s best friend doesn’t recognize me. To him, I’m still the kid he sends a gift card to every Christmas. He doesn’t want to hear I spend them on fancy lingerie, Or that I dress up and fantasize about him. He’s determined not to employ me.

Once upon a time, in a more carefree life, I met a man. Our gazes connected over the top of his newspaper as he watched me suffer through the most embarrassing moment of my life. Older, sophisticated, and so very hot, he saved me from that awkward encounter, then tried to send me away with a pat on my head. But I wasn’t going anywhere—and the rest, as the saying goes, is history...passionate, heart-stopping, the night-of-my-life kind of history. There was just one tiny problem: I lied to him.

We had an instant connection the first time our eyes met from across the dance floor. The connection grew later that night in my hotel room when we couldn't keep our hands off each other, or so I thought before waking up to an empty bed. When she showed up four months later, pregnant with my baby, I still had no idea she was my teammate's little sister until his fist connected with my jaw.

I snuck into a masquerade ball and did something reckless with a man dressed as Hades. How was I supposed to know it wasn’t a costume? When I ran off, I thought that was the end of it. But he’s abducted me to a beautiful palace in hell. Hades claims we were once married. He wants me to help him win a civil war in hell and rule as his queen.

Lord Gabriel Thurston returns home from war to find his fiancée much changed. She's grown from a sweet girl into a mysterious woman who guards her dark secrets well. When he sees her sneaking away from a ball, he's convinced it's for a lovers' rendezvous. Following her to London's slums, Gabriel watches in horror as his fiancée ruthlessly slays a man. Lady Belinda Clayton's only concern was her dress for the next ball—until demons nearly killed her, and a group of Demon Hunters saved her life. Now, a lady by day, and a demon hunter by night, she knows where her duty lies.

Morozko is king of the frost realm, and every year, he requires a sacrifice. When his royal pride is wounded, Morozko demands a maiden instead. Eirah, a recluse toymaker, is chosen from hundreds to give up her life and save her village. However, she must first be dragged to Morozko's ice palace as his prisoner.

When Hades turns out to be a liar, all I want from him are the gifts he promised, but he’s is determined to take me back. Hades willing to beg, grovel, kiss my feet, but I don’t trust him. I also don’t trust the way he’s always trying to get into my pants. But when my two worst enemies team together and want me under their control, there’s only one man who stands between them: Hades.

Lillian Dellacourt is beautiful, refined, and absolutely lethal. She’s come a long way from the penniless seamstress’ daughter sold to the highest bidder, and it wasn’t by trusting a man, let alone an exiled Marquis with more on his mind than slaying the hellspawn. For Dorian Lambert, Marquis de Montlambert, being sent to keep track of Lillian is no mean task. He’s wanted the fiery vixen since he first heard of her five years ago. But wooing the lady while fighting the demon uprising is difficult, especially when the lady’s tongue is as sharp as Japanese sai blades.

Lady Serena Thurston had big plans—attend the best balls, meet a fine gentleman, get married, have a child or two, and live happily ever after. But plans change. Serena knows firsthand what demons can do, and nothing will stand in the way of her goal to become a Demon Hunter—not even her absentee fiancé. The mistrust and love simmering between them during their perilous mission is brought to a boil at the gateway to Hell.

After years of trying to get back home to be closer to my daughter, I finally secured a spot on the newly expanded San Francisco Shockwaves. Juggling being the newly appointed Captain of the team and taking on full-time fatherhood to a teenager sends my life into chaos. I quickly find myself needing someone who can pick up the pieces and keep my life in order as I certainly can't do it alone.

I'm ancient for a hockey player. Broody as they come. I wasn't always like that, I had love once, but it was ripped away in the blink of an eye. Now all I want in life is to play the game I love and to be left alone. Until I met the team's new photographer. I did my best to avoid her. She was too young for me. There was just something about her that called to me. I'm not sure I can let go of my past, even if it means a future I never thought possible.

Held at a remote gothic estate, the three-day ball is rife with monstrous nobles all determined to claim a mate. They'll do whatever it takes to seduce her into hidden corners, to tempt her into signing a marriage contract. Escaping with her spinsterhood intact seems impossible, until she spots her childhood crush: the now monstrous Duke of Roth.

To survive as a scullery maid requires hard work, discipline, and a stiff upper lip. To survive as a demon hunter is something else entirely. Elizabeth Smyth learned this after she was captured by demons and rescued by hunters. Now a hunter herself, Elizabeth's first task in this new and strange world is to aid the recently wounded Reece Foxjohn, and get him back into demon-slaying shape.

I’m on the brink of losing everything: my home, my freedom, and my husband. The key to saving myself is a long-forgotten memory I have no chance of finding. A memory from a life I barely believe exists. If I fail, Hades will die, and the forces of evil will consume Heaven and Earth.

I was a forever-bachelor kind of guy. I never planned on settling down. I never wanted a family of my own. Until a phone call came, the one woman I'd secretly loved my entire life needed my help.

It took just one look, and I knew she was meant to be mine. Her body language told me she was onboard, but my job had her slamming on the brakes. She was convinced professional athletes had a puck bunny in every city, but that was far from the truth. I agreed to be her friend for now . . . but how do I make her see we'd be better as lovers than just friends?

He's the heir to a fortune. He's my aloof, intimidating, insanely handsome boss. And he just asked me to marry him. Hayden Stuart is the quintessential English lord. He went to the most exclusive private schools. He hangs out with royals and other richy rich A-listers. His summer home is a castle. Whereas I grew up on a peanut farm in Georgia.

Meet Jemma West. Her fledgling catering business is toast thanks to one bad review. With her reputation in tatters and all her clients gone, she's stuck cooking brunch for hipsters. When she's offered the opportunity to plan a social media darling's wedding, it sounds like the answer to all her prayers. There is just one small snag, the new gig also comes with an assistant, the bride-to-be's brother. Who just so happens to be the sexy as hell nameless guy she hasn't been able to stop thinking about since he left her bed.

Ken was always the bad boy. The joker, spendthrift, gambler. When we first met, I couldn't get enough of him. In the end, I let him down as gently as I could, but I'm sure he never forgave me. Now, it's two years later. The "reliable" husband I turned to, turned out to be bad news. I came back home to lick my wounds and care for my ill father.