Brand New Blade, Riley London

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Fight demons. Fall in love. Save the world.
Welcome to Angel Academy.

My name is Celeste Venoix and I’m no angel.

I never had a family, so I’ve been taking care of myself ever since I was a kid. One night, some creep decides to follow me home from work, and I use my fists to put him in his place. After the brawl, a handsome stranger approaches me and tells me that I might be an angel.

What the hell?

The next thing I know, I’m enrolled at the Angel Academy. The academy is a place for angels-in-training to learn how to fight demons and become fluent in an ancient language or two. It’s hard enough trying to keep up with my classes, but somewhere between working on my swordsmanship and my Latin prepositions, I find myself falling for my best guy friend…

And falling for a handsome stranger.

And falling for a guy who totally hates my guts.

All at the same time.

Oh, and did I mention that demons keep trying to kill me and I have no idea why?

God.
It’s going to be one hell of a year.

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Weaving Fate, Nora Ash

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Ragnarök is here. The end of the world is eating away at Asgard as well as the human world until there is nothing left but ice and darkness.

I’m supposed to stop it — it’s my literal fate, thanks to a meddling Norn and an MIA prophet. Me, and the five alpha gods destined to claim me as theirs.

Only now, three of my would-be mates are captured, held in Valhalla until I and their brothers present Loki in chains to stand trial for treason.

He’s the God of Mischief, the Betrayer who sold out gods and humans alike for his own, twisted goals…

And if we want a chance to save our loved ones, we will have to out-trick the trickster.

But magic or no, I am just a human. And I am an omega. My two companions are my only hope of defeating Loki, but their rivalry threatens to tear us apart.

They are both fated to claim me. Neither wants to share me with the other.


WARNING:
Not suitable for those who are triggered by dubious consent. No alpha dicks and omega pussies were harmed in the making.

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Taken, Stacy Jones

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A deadly alien arena isn’t the place to fall in love…

For the last three years, Special Agent Aria Taylor’s nights have been filled with images of battling alien beings in a foreign land with purple skies and two suns. She thought they were just strange nightmares, but when a therapist suggests lucid dreaming, she wakes to find herself trapped in an alien arena, forced to fight in gruesome, deadly tournaments as one of their gladiators.

She needed to escape that place and make her captors pay…

but if she’s going to have any chance of success, she needs help.

Hazy memories push her to find two males. She doesn’t know their names, or where they’re from, but she recognizes them the moment she sees them, and her heart tells her they are hers just as much as she is theirs.

Together Aria, Tirox, and Kix fight to free the beings enslaved with them and take down the Overlord, all while trying to understand the soul-deep bond they share.

A deadly alien arena isn’t the place to fall in love, but Aria isn’t sure she can help herself.

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Their Invasion, Marissa Farrar

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It happened in the middle of the night.
Asteroids raining down on Earth, destroying buildings, killing people.

We thought that was the worst of it, but then women started to go missing, and we knew worse was yet to come…

I, Camille Harran, a planetary scientist at one of the world’s numerous Observatories, should have predicted it.

Together with my team of men– head of security, Aleandro, studious meteorologist, Casey, and tattooed, dark haired Mike, who is head of communications –we do everything we can to figure out what’s behind the attack on our planet.

But when the government decides the Observatories are best for coordinating their teams, we find ourselves having to deal with strangers as well. They’re army men, and government officials, and among them are men more beautiful than I’ve ever seen.

What secrets do they hide, and will I, or those I love, survive their invasion?

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Trickery, Jaymin Eve & Jane Washington

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Willa Knight: Dweller. Slave. Non-magical being.

In Minatsol, being a dweller means that you are literally no better than dirt. In fact, dirt might actually be more useful than Willa. Her life will be one of servitude to the sols, the magic-blessed beings who could one day be chosen to become gods.

At least her outer village is far removed from the cities of the sols, and she won’t ever be forced to present herself to them… until one small mistake changes everything, and Willa is awarded a position to serve at Blesswood, the top sol academy in the world — a position that she definitely did not earn.

Under the sudden, watchful eye of the gods, she will be tasked to serve the Abcurse brothers, five sols built of arrogance, perfection and power. They are almost gods themselves, and under their service she is either going to end up sentenced to death, or else they are going to ruin her so badly that she will wish for it.

Either way, she is in trouble.

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Priest of Skulls, SM Reine & Rory Hume

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Allene Whelan is trapped in the True Kingdom, held captive by their cruel leader Macsen. It’s her job as the newest Raven Knight to assassinate him by any means necessary. As a sylph whose greatest weapon is her body, that means seducing him… all the way to the grave.

But the closer Allene gets to Macsen, the more she realizes he’s being played by a crueler enemy: Morgause, the manipulative sidhe he regards as mother. And Macsen doesn’t seem interested in hurting Allene. The closer they grow, the less she wants to kill him.

Trapped by passion in a shadowy labyrinth of lies, Allene forces Macsen to make a choice. Does the Priest of Skulls want to rule through death, or through love?


*** TRIGGER WARNING ***
Rape through coercion and dubcon.

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Knave of Blades, SM Reine & Rory Hume

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Allene Whelan is scavenging through the ruins of post-apocalypse Oregon when she finds a strange tarot card, the Knave of Blades.

Touching it awakens her magic — the power of the sylph, a rare and deadly seelie sidhe who can defeat any other of her kind. Her pollen is intoxicating. Her magic is irresistible.

And she’s suddenly at the center of the Autumn Court’s war against the rebellious True Kingdom.

She’s the only person who might be able to defeat Macsen, the prophesied Fenrir who will one day grow big enough to devour the world. But first she needs to make herself strong enough to face him, and that means collecting power as only a sylph can. Joining the Raven Knights means committing more than her life to defeating the True Kingdom.

She’s committing her soul… and her body.

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Strokes, Bea Paige

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He told me I was his muse. He lied.

Anton Sachov, the artist, the man who only sees in monochrome.

He wants something from me.

Something precious; the meadow green of my eyes, the rich mahogany of my hair, the creamy white of my skin, the stark red of my blood, even the darkness of my soul. And he will do anything to get them.

Including the unthinkable, locking me away.


*** WARNING ***
This is a dark story that contains drug abuse, mental health issues and other topics that may be triggering. Read at your own discretion.

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Ragnarök Rising, Nora Ash

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Five possessive gods and the end of mankind. That’s my fate.

I always thought the end of the world was a myth. But then, I also thought Norse gods were make believe, too.

They’re not.

Five of them are coming for me. They claim I will only survive if I surrender to them, body and soul.

But they don’t realize it’s about so much more than carnal servitude. I am so much more than they could ever suspect. So much more than even I knew.

I am the only one who can stop Ragnarök from covering the world in ice and darkness. The only one who can save gods and men alike from annihilation.

And in the shadows lurks betrayal so deep it will change the fate of the world…


Warning:
Not suitable for those who are triggered by dubious consent. No alpha dicks and omega pussies were harmed in the making.

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