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Stormy Morgan should be on top of the world. She’s engaged, about to move into her dreamhouse, and her magic is stabilizing. In fact, she’s becoming one heckuva witch. Too bad trouble keeps finding her. This time, it comes in the form of a gang of kids who appear to be stealing cars from various townsfolk. It’s become a big enough issue that everybody in town is becoming unnerved, paranoid even. Their solution is to form a Neighborhood Watch, which should be okay in theory. Unfortunately, the reality is anything but.

Now that my business is in the crosshairs of the SEC, I’ve got to watch my step, stay alert. So Jessa Walton’s incomparable hotness is a distressing distraction. Not to mention the knack she’s got for drawing me out of my shell. She doesn’t understand that the idea of us—together—has “NO!” written all over it. She wants all of me, but I don’t give that to anyone.

Stormy Morgan wanted to be a famous author. Her dreams didn’t turn out as she planned. Now she’s home, and despite being forced to work in the family business, things are better than ever. Not only has she reconnected with Hunter Ryan, the “one who got away,” but she’s also discovered she’s a witch and has magic to wield. Unfortunately for her, it’s one of those jobs she has to learn on the fly. Thankfully she’s got a little help.

Stormy “Breeze” Morgan was living the high life until her dreams came crashing down around her and she lost her book contract. With nothing left to do—and no money in her bank account—she’s forced to return to the family business, a diner in Northern Lower Michigan. Stormy never thought she would have to work with her family again, and it’s just as horrific as she expected. Things only get worse when, after a night of drinking with her cousin, a family Ouija board leads to a burst of magic and Stormy wakes floating over her bed the next morning.

Eight years ago she burned me. Now, my ex is the key to my revenge against her family. The rest of the world calls her the Princess of Wall Street, but I call her shallow. Traitorous. A she-devil in Prada. Those are the nicest words I’ll use for my ex, Cora Margulis, since I’ve made it my mission to keep her name off my lips. Though I can barely keep her memory out of my head. My brothers and I have climbed the rungs of success, starting from the basement. Now that we’re at the top, I don’t lack much. But my newest charity needs a particular type of building.

Stormy Morgan is flying high. She’s engaged. She’s used to her new routine. She’s even learning about being a witch. All of that changes when a local podcaster’s house goes up in flames and a body is found inside. Carl Winslow was not a nice man. He spent his time stalking local family vloggers so he could cast aspersions on their life choices. One family in particular draws his ire, and he fights with them the night of the fire. Are they to blame for the podcaster’s death, though?

My plans for a solitary weekend of hiking and hot tubbing at my family’s cabin in the mountains take a turn when I arrive at dusk, only to discover it’s been rented out. And the unexpected guests aren’t exactly strangers to me. They’re construction workers who renovated my college dorm. Who growled at any boy who dared to look in my direction while I was trying to study.

Once a sought-after assassin, a single error in judgment landed me in servitude to House August, the most powerful vampire family in North America. Now, I use my special brand of magic as a member of their security team, fighting monsters in the city and keeping the royal family’s many enemies at bay.

The intimacy of a cabin at Lake Tahoe provides the combustible circumstances that bring Diana Holland and Lane Christianson together in this passionate novel of first discovery.

The former Beatrice Hyde-Clare is having a little trouble adjusting to her new situation. Now installed as the duchess of Kesgrave in elegant splendor in Berkeley Square, she is confounded by the stately residence’s seemingly endless array of rooms. And every time one of the maids addresses her as "your grace", she flinches.

Having solved the two murders that somehow fell in her path, Beatrice Hyde-Clare is on the lookout for a third. Through a absurd quirk of stupid fate, the shy spinster has fallen in love with the thoroughly unattainable Duke of Kesgrave and is desperate for something, anything, to occupy her mind. A dead body would do nicely.

As much as Beatrice Hyde-Clare relished the challenge of figuring out who murdered a fellow guest during a house party in the Lake District, she certainly does not consider herself an amateur investigator. So when a London dandy falls dead at her feet in the entryway of a London Daily Gazette, she feels no compulsion to investigate. It was a newspaper office, after all, and reporters are already on the case as are the authorities.

I’ve had enough. I’ve been at odds with my family for as long as I can remember. And I’ve been at odds with myself. Light and dark. White and black. Good and evil. To hell with the scales of justice, my mother and Grandma deserved what they got for the recent wrong done to my beloved Chief Fox. If that means finally embracing the fury within, then so be it. Except then I'm no better than they are. Meanwhile, there’s a new supernatural threat in town, but I’m too preoccupied to put on my badge and get to work.

Agent Eden Fury is currently building a bridge over troubled waters and she's not sure if she has the tools to finish the job. The truth about her personal life is out and Eden wants nothing more than to put the genie back in the bottle. Unfortunately that won’t happen without the type of magic she refuses to touch. With a mayoral election in full swing and a dead body in her family’s yard, Eden is struggling to keep her nose clean and her head above those troubled waters

Well, maybe not all supernaturals. I tend to avoid using my fury traits, but when I reluctantly use my power of invisibility and then can't undo it, I don't know whether the gods are punishing me—or someone else is. At first my condition isn't so bad. I can play well-deserved pranks on my family and aid Chief Fox as a silent observer in town. As time passes, however, it becomes clear that the longer I'm sight unseen, the more clear and present danger I'm in.

I foolishly believed this day would never come, that life in charming Chipping Cheddar would always be pleasant and somewhat predictable—but all good things must come to an end. And it seems the dormant portal is no exception.

Federal Bureau of Magic Agent Eden Fury spends her days catching demons and returning them to Otherworld where they belong. Grandma spends her days catching Little Critters on her favorite game and never the twain shall meet. Until they do. When a spell goes awry and allows Little Critters to escape the game, Eden and her family are forced to team up and find them. The creatures might look adorable in the app, but Eden quickly learns they’re far more terrifying and dangerous in real life. Will Eden catch ‘em all or will it be game over for the residents of Chipping Cheddar?

The first time I was declared dead, I lost my past. The second time, I lost my humanity. Now I’m being hunted, and if I die again, my soul is up for forfeit. After enrolling in Peel Academy, an elite supernatural boarding school on the British Isles, the last of the sirens, Gabrielle Fiori, only wants to fit in. Instead, the elixir meant to awaken her supernatural abilities kills her. When Gabrielle wakes up in the morgue 12 hours later, something wicked is awakened in her, something even the supernatural community has never seen before.

Stormy has her hands full with gnome shifters and her old high school nemesis, so a missing person’s case isn’t something she’s looking forward to. She has no choice but to dig, though. Her conscience won’t allow the alternative. Stormy might be new at the magic contest, but she understands winning. When another person disappears, she realizes she’s playing the wrong game.

It’s been two months. Two months since Gabrielle survived the horror that was Samhain. Two months since she slipped from the devil’s clutches. Two months since she learned that she might have to face him again. Her nights are plagued by dreams of him, and she wakes to find that she’s creeping closer to that unholy reunion. So when a ritualistic murder occurs on a ley line in Romania and Gabrielle is called in to investigate, it seems like a harbinger of things to come.