This is the entire series put into one book. They took too much. Left too little. I had nothing to lose...until him. ***************** I didn't expect him. I didn't want to fall in love. But I can't let him go. Logan Bennett makes the world a safer place. He's brilliant. He's a hero. He locks away the sick and depraved. But while he's saving lives, I'm taking them. Collecting the debts that are owed to me. Ten years ago, they took from me. They left me for dead. They should have made sure I stayed dead. Now I'm taking from them. One name at a time. I've trained for too long. I've been patient. I can't stop now. Revenge is best served cold... They never see me coming, until I paint their walls red. Logan doesn't know how they hurt me. He doesn't know about the screams they ignored. He doesn't know how twisted that town really is. He just knows people are dying. He doesn't know he's in love with their killer. No one suspects a dead girl. And Logan doesn't suspect the girl in his bed. They're looking for a monster. Not a girl who loves red. Not a girl in love. I'm a faceless nightmare. At least until I tell them the story they've pretended never happened. But in the end, will Logan choose them? Or will we watch them burn together?

This is the entire series put into one book. They took too much. Left too little. I had nothing to lose...until him. ***************** I didn't expect him. I didn't want to fall in love. But I can't let him go. Logan Bennett makes the world a safer place. He's brilliant. He's a hero. He locks away the sick and depraved. But while he's saving lives, I'm taking them. Collecting the debts that are owed to me. Ten years ago, they took from me. They left me for dead. They should have made sure I stayed dead. Now I'm taking from them. One name at a time. I've trained for too long. I've been patient. I can't stop now. Revenge is best served cold... They never see me coming, until I paint their walls red. Logan doesn't know how they hurt me. He doesn't know about the screams they ignored. He doesn't know how twisted that town really is. He just knows people are dying. He doesn't know he's in love with their killer. No one suspects a dead girl. And Logan doesn't suspect the girl in his bed. They're looking for a monster. Not a girl who loves red. Not a girl in love. I'm a faceless nightmare. At least until I tell them the story they've pretended never happened. But in the end, will Logan choose them? Or will we watch them burn together?

Darcella Thistle has a serious problem. A six-and-a-half-foot, dark-haired, violet-eyed problem. Bael Fangborne, the High Warlock of Axwyne School of Magic, is the most loathsome male she’s ever encountered. He’s grumpy and stubborn and assigns spellwork over the weekends. If only she hadn’t listened to Mistress Saege about expanding her affinities before graduation. She never should’ve signed up for his necromancy course in the first place. As the only certified Love Witch at Axwyne, Darcee has been counting down the moments until she finishes school and opens her quaint apothecary to help those around her find love. It’s what she does best—even if she herself has remained painfully single for years. Regardless, no one makes a better love potion than her, and she has the happy couples to prove it. Under Mistress Saege’s tutelage, Darcee is poised to graduate with flying colors and the ringing endorsements of those she’s successfully brought together. Everything would be perfect if not for that rotten High Warlock who seems determined to make her suffer. When she catches her beloved teacher in tears after a run-in with the heinous male, she knows she must do something. In Darcee’s experience, there’s very little that a potion can’t solve. Would it be so terrible if she gave him something to sleep…for a decade? Except nothing goes as planned, and instead of Bael succumbing to a deep sleep, he’s suddenly enamored with Darcee. Realizing she accidentally slipped him a love potion—and a strong one at that—she knows she should fix it. Admit to her mistake and own up to the consequences. But something like that risks her expulsion, which jeopardizes everything she’s worked so hard for. Besides, this predicament has some obvious advantages—Bael will surely not fail the witch who’s captured his heart. Right? However, the more she learns about Bael, the more she realizes she may have judged the male too harshly. With graduation looming, she only has to keep the charade up for a few months. Yet as the tension between them rises, what’s real and what’s been brought forth by the potion blurs. Will the two of them forge an unlikely bond and give into passion? Or will her most potent love potion to date end up being the thing that breaks her heart?This is a short, holiday monster romance novella between a love witch and grumpy warlock! For a list of content warnings please check the author's website.

ZANDERS Chicago hockey isn't complete without me - everyone's favourite player to hate. I know my role, and I play it well. In fact, I thoroughly enjoy spending the majority of my game time in the penalty box before leaving the arena with a new girl on my arm each night. What I don't like is the new flight attendant on our team's private plane. She works for me, not the other way around. But I'll be sure to remind her of that, and I can guarantee, by the end of the season, she'll be begging to quit her job. But every road trip blurs the lines, and I can't quite figure out if I keep pushing that flight attendant call button in order to push her buttons, or if it's more than that. STEVIE I've been a flight attendant for years. I thought I'd seen it all, but when my new job lands me onboard working for the most egotistical and self-righteous diva in the NHL, I start to second guess everything. Including the promise I made to myself of never hooking up with an athlete again . . . no matter how annoyingly tempting he may be. Evan Zanders is unfiltered, unapologetic, and too attractive for his own good. He loves his image, but I hate everything about it. Everything but him.

Kennedy I’m the only woman on staff for the Windy City Warriors, and after years of putting up with a sexist lead doctor, I’m desperate to land my dream job with a new team next year. All I have to do is maintain my professional reputation for my final season in Chicago. But a Las Vegas run-in with the team’s shortstop threatens it all, leaving me with a fuzzy memory and a ring on my left hand. Now, not only am I legally bound to the most persistent man I’ve ever met, but thanks to Isaiah’s scheme to save my job, I have to pretend the whole thing was a planned elopement and not a drunken mistake. Isaiah Rhodes is reckless, impulsive, and frustratingly charming. He’s also my brand-new husband. They got the saying wrong. What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas… sometimes it follows you right back home. Isaiah As the shortstop for Chicago’s professional baseball team, I’ve had my fair share of fun. But that all ended the day Kennedy Kay became a single woman. I’ve crushed on the team’s athletic trainer for years. I’ve flirted to no avail, so imagine my surprise when I woke up in Sin City with a ring on my finger and my favorite redhead in my bed. We agree to stay married for one baseball season, just long enough to keep her job safe, but in my mind, I’m using our time together to prove to her I’m husband material. Kennedy might be reluctant to join in on our game, but it’s one I refuse to lose. So come on, wife… play along.

Kennedy I’m the only woman on staff for the Windy City Warriors, and after years of putting up with a sexist lead doctor, I’m desperate to land my dream job with a new team next year. All I have to do is maintain my professional reputation for my final season in Chicago. But a Las Vegas run-in with the team’s shortstop threatens it all, leaving me with a fuzzy memory and a ring on my left hand. Now, not only am I legally bound to the most persistent man I’ve ever met, but thanks to Isaiah’s scheme to save my job, I have to pretend the whole thing was a planned elopement and not a drunken mistake. Isaiah Rhodes is reckless, impulsive, and frustratingly charming. He’s also my brand-new husband. They got the saying wrong. What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas… sometimes it follows you right back home. Isaiah As the shortstop for Chicago’s professional baseball team, I’ve had my fair share of fun. But that all ended the day Kennedy Kay became a single woman. I’ve crushed on the team’s athletic trainer for years. I’ve flirted to no avail, so imagine my surprise when I woke up in Sin City with a ring on my finger and my favorite redhead in my bed. We agree to stay married for one baseball season, just long enough to keep her job safe, but in my mind, I’m using our time together to prove to her I’m husband material. Kennedy might be reluctant to join in on our game, but it’s one I refuse to lose. So come on, wife… play along.

Spirit away with a whimsical fantasy filled with dark magic and flirty, polyamorous romance. Cursed to haunt the river running through the magical spa town where she drowned, Gisela is a water nymph who dreams of returning to the living world and the family she left behind. All it takes to regain her humanity is a kiss from a mortal...but everyone sees her as a monster. And then there’s Kazik, the brooding, interfering, spirit-hunting grandson of a local witch. He's determined to rid the world of unholy creatures like Gisela. After Kazik botches Gisela’s exorcism, she strikes up a deal. She won’t tell the other spirits that he’s losing his magic, if he agrees to play matchmaker and helps her get a kiss. But Gisela’s plan goes awry when Kazik also falls for the devilishly handsome young man that she sets her heart on—someone who could be linked to Gisela’s troubled past. Finely crafted with a magical setting, this delectable quest through the spirit world is an enchanting read for fans of queer romantasy.

Fall in love all over again with Alicia Jasinska’s enchanting spirit world steeped in Slavic folklore. This second entry in the queer romantasy duology, Spirits and Saints, teems with magic, mischief, and polyamorous romance. DELUXE CASE ART: Slip away the dust jacket on this lavishly designed hardcover to unveil a denizen of the spirit world! After a kiss from Kazik, the town’s grumpy exorcist, restores Gisela’s humanity, she is finally free to leave the magical spa town of Leśna Woda and return to her mortal family. But a dark revelation roots her in place: Aleksey, the other boy she has fallen for, is possessed by a forest demon. Tension flares between Gisela and Aleksey are forced to team up to help rescue a sky nymph, and Gisela finds herself torn about whether to spill Aleksey’s secret to Kazik. Would the exorcist destroy the demon to rescue the boy he’s possessed? And could Gisela bear to lose the Aleksey she’s fallen in love with? When an old friend of Kazik’s forces Aleksey to reveal himself, Gisela is spirited away to the forest realm with Aleksey. There, she uncovers startling truths about the demon—and a plot to wrest control of Leśna Woda’s magical waters. Are all forest spirits wicked and bloodthirsty? Or are reparations and a mortal reckoning long overdue? This darkly enchanting sequel to book one of the Spirits and Saints duology, This Fatal Kiss, is told in alternating points of view and introduces new spirits to readers while expanding its cozy, folkloric world. A queer friendly romance for readers who enjoy love triangles, beguiling mysteries, and grandfatherly house spirits masquerading as chubby, orange cats!

The huge alien prince claims I’m his wife—I’ve never been a good little princess, and I’m not about to start now. Stuck in a hot jungle with an even hotter alien is not how I imagined my diplomatic mission going. To make things worse, every conversation is an exercise in survivor charades. I’ve always prided myself on never needing a man, but this planet seems determined to prove I can't live without the massive alien stuck to my side. When we’re chased into a crumbling ruin, I think things are finally looking up. We’re out of the rain, at the very least. There are strange images all over the temple walls, showing riches beyond belief. And my alien? He’s suddenly obsessed with finding it… and with me. By the time my translator starts working, I’ve figured out several things. One, other aliens are hunting us. Two, my alien seems to think the mysterious treasure will solve all our problems. And three? We’re married. If I want to survive this death trap of a temple and Suevan politics, I’ll need all my wits about me. And I better stop being distracted by the muscled hunk of scaly alien who treats me like I’m the real treasure.

The alien who hand-picked me to wed and bed is the most domineering warlord of the bunch. Lucky me. As the first humans allowed in Suevan space, there’s a lot riding on my all-woman team. Earth desperately needs their tech, and I’m determined to prove we can negotiate the price. Without their planetary defense systems, Earth is a sitting duck, ripe for invasion. Except the Suevan culture is nothing like ours. When I take part in what I think is a welcoming ceremony, I leave with more than I bargained for: a husband. A mate. Apparently, we’re there to marry them as payment—something the top brass on Earth doesn’t bother denying. Fantastic. And the Suevan who hand-picked me to wed and bed? He’s the most domineering warlord of the bunch. Lucky me. I’ll get the Suevan tech we need, but there’s no way I’m giving in to his demands… no matter how, ahem, persuasive he might be.

The alien who hand-picked me to wed and bed is the most domineering warlord of the bunch. Lucky me. As the first humans allowed in Suevan space, there’s a lot riding on my all-woman team. Earth desperately needs their tech, and I’m determined to prove we can negotiate the price. Without their planetary defense systems, Earth is a sitting duck, ripe for invasion. Except the Suevan culture is nothing like ours. When I take part in what I think is a welcoming ceremony, I leave with more than I bargained for: a husband. A mate. Apparently, we’re there to marry them as payment—something the top brass on Earth doesn’t bother denying. Fantastic. And the Suevan who hand-picked me to wed and bed? He’s the most domineering warlord of the bunch. Lucky me. I’ll get the Suevan tech we need, but there’s no way I’m giving in to his demands… no matter how, ahem, persuasive he might be.

She’s the fated mate he never wanted…and the human that will bring him to his knees. As the daughter of a traveling chef, I grew up flitting around different galaxies, immersing myself in fascinating cultures, and rubbing noses with socialites. Coming to Krynn was a new chapter, a permanent place to finally call home . But when tragedy strikes and I’m suddenly alone, broke, and desperate, I take work at a dyaan . An establishment where the Kylorr—blood-drinking, winged, fearsome aliens with berserker-like rages—come to feed on willing necks to satisfy their fierce hunger. That’s where I meet him. Kythel of House Kaalium, the ruler of Erzos, with his mesmerizing eyes like fractured ice and a sinful voice that captivates me. We’re polar opposites. I’m a hopeful optimist who always looks for silver linings. He’s guarded and mistrustful, a wealthy heir to a powerful legacy, who thrives on rigid, unbending control. Yet he craves my blood with a frenzy that maddens him, and he’ll stop at nothing to claim me. But when the forbidden desire between us becomes too tempting to resist, I fear it will destroy us both...especially when an impossible choice threatens to be our Duty or love?