Bad boys, tortured alpha heroes, and kick-ass heroines all come together in 12 steamy full-length paranormal romance novels and novellas from NY Times, USA Today, and national bestselling authors!
Whether you’re looking for tantalizing dark tales or the humorous side of the supernatural, you’ll get werewolves, vampires, fallen angels, monster hunters, and ghosts—every one of them a hot temptation you won’t be able to resist…
DIABLO SPRINGS by Erin Quinn:
Gracie Beck vowed that she would never to return to Diablo Springs, but the haunted town lures her back—along with the man who betrayed her years ago. Reilly broke her heart with his lies. Now, he wants a second chance to win her, but can they survive the ghosts of Diablo Springs?
VAMPIRE REBORN by Caridad Pineiro:
Would you be reborn for love? Ryder Latimer, sexy Southern vampire, will have to make one of the most difficult choices in his undead life: Become human again or protect his new wife and child.
SHADOW FALL by Erin Kellison:
Just discovering her magic, ballerina Annabella Ames didn’t mean to summon a dark wolf from Twilight, nor the tempting fallen angel Custo Santovari, who has no place in Heaven. The cunning wolf stalks them relentlessly, and danger seduces as they fight for redemption and love.
NIGHT ANGEL by Lisa Kessler:
When Colin Flynn returns home to Ireland, the immortal Night Walker’s flesh has healed, but the scars hide a broken spirit. Juliana Duffy plays piano in spite of her deafness, challenging him to redefine himself and find the strength to battle an ancient enemy.
SHADOWS TILL SUNRISE by Chris Marie Green:
Two monster hunters fighting a star-crossed attraction and one bloodthirsty phantom leaving a trail of death… Can love survive till the sun rises?
A SHADOW AT TWILIGHT by Mary Leo:
They say Hotel Colorado is haunted, but when Dillon Spencer appears in his hotel room to find Hilly Thompson, his assistant, soaking in the tub, he begins to question whether or not he’s alive, dead, or caught in another dimension.
MORE THAN FIENDS by Maureen Child:
At 32, Cassidy Burke discovers she’s a legendary Demon Duster. But she’s got bigger problems than some pesky demons. Like, Logan Miller–first love, baby daddy to her genius daughter is back. Then there’s Devlin Cole, a walking orgasm with too many secrets. Cassidy’s life is out of control and about to get way too interesting.
IMMORTAL POSSESSION by Cassi Carver:
When Dr. Evelyn Vale is paired with Immortal Bounty’s sexy commander to go undercover and infiltrate a supernatural body-trafficking ring, she’s eager to get to work. Until she learns the catch… To crack this case, he’ll need to possess her body.
FOREVER ROSE by Janet Wellington:
Tarot cards predict a dangerous journey for Taylor Rose, but she doesn’t expect to travel back to 1888 San Diego. What the cards didn’t predict was falling for a man bent on revenge, a helpful ghost, and spooky séances. Is she there to prevent a murder or to find love?
WELCOME HOME, VAMPIRE by Theresa Meyers:
Corporal Cole Wagner lost his humanity in war – literally. Turned into a vampire by the military’s Vector Force, he’s the ultimate weapon, but when he returns home to set the past right, will the enemy stop at nothing to get him, including threatening the life of the woman he loved, and lost, before?
VAMPIRE MAGIC (Blood Genie, books 1 and 2) by Sheri Whitefeather:
Two tenderly romantic, wildly erotic stories featuring supernatural hybrids (vampires/genies) who grant wishes for the exchange of blood.
WILD NIGHTS WITH A LONE WOLF by Elisabeth Staab:
A mandatory vacation lands Agent Sherri Walker in bed with a local werewolf. Asher Hughes walked away from his outlaw pack but couldn’t ditch the bad blood. Together they’ll have to pull off one hell of an act to get out of treacherous territory alive.
Excerpt: Immortal Possession
Clark tapped his pen against the thick folder. “We have a special case…one that could use your expertise and unique qualifications.”
“Really?” The dubious word was little more than a whoosh of air from her lungs. She probably looked ridiculous and completely shell-shocked, but it was a little too late to play it cool. Immortal Bounty needed her on a special case!
“I’m afraid I can’t give you the details until you’ve accepted our offer and have signed the proper paperwork, but it would involve your possession.”
It felt as though the floor dropped out from under her. She couldn’t have heard him right.
He raised his brows as though she were dense. “The use of your body, Dr. Vale.”
She glanced at the young commander, but his jaw was locked tight, the muscles in his cheeks bunching. “I’m a…I’m a forensic parapsychologist, Mr. Tanner, with a doctorate in post-Collision metaphysics. I received the highest honors in my graduating class. I was born to be an IB Investigator.”
He nodded. “And you will be—when you accept our offer. You’ll have full benefits. A life on the campus. A percentage of the bounty on every case your team leads. And a starting salary that would make your past struggles nothing but a bad memory.”
“But you said…possession. To use my body.”
She felt sick. Evelyn had always been the proverbial “easy target”. She had spent her life in fear of being overtaken by one spirit or another. And she had been, time after time, losing control over her body and her choices, being completely controlled by someone else. She couldn’t do it. No job was worth it. Nothing was worth it. But then she thought of her family. If she didn’t provide for them, who would?
“Evelyn…can I call you Evelyn?” the steward asked, but he didn’t wait for an answer. “You’re just the type of investigator we look for, but you’ve never been given a chance because of your unfortunate little problem.”
He smiled and folded his hands, but the way his gaze bore into her was a palpable force.
“This is your chance. Every employee has a one month probation period. Show us what you’re made of. Prove that you can handle working in this environment and coming into contact with malevolent spirits without succumbing. And when succumbing is what is called for, show us that you’re willing to do what it takes to complete an assignment. Do this, and your life at Immortal Bounty will be a long and happy one.”
She pressed her lips together. “But you’re talking about willingly being possessed.”
“Do you know the average age of retirement from this company?” the steward asked her.
“No,” she answered, not following his train of thought.
Clark steepled his hands and tapped his thumbs together. “Forty-seven. Which may not sound like much, until you know the average age at which an IB Mark has accumulated enough wealth to retire comfortably for the rest of their natural lives. Tell her, Commander.”
The commander’s nostrils flared as though he didn’t enjoy contributing to the conversation.
“Thirty-four when they’re recruited straight out of college. A little longer at your age.”
“Exactly,” Clark said. “Which tells you two things, Evelyn. Number one, that half the Marks who work here do so because they love it—not because they need to. And number two, that sacrificing a little in the short term could be the best, most lucrative decision of your life.”
She brought her hand to her cheek. Everything was tingling. She wasn’t sure she could feel her feet anymore. “Can you tell me what exactly I would be signing up for?”
“I’m sorry,” he answered. “We’re contracted directly by the Governing Body of Greater America, and the GBGA dictates that our operations remain classified to all non-Immortal Bounty employees. I can assure you, though, that you will be in no danger. A Sentinel would be with you at all times.”
She breathed slowly, trying to think this through rationally, but her mind screamed that she couldn’t hand her body and her will over. She couldn’t say yes to this. She’d only been a child when The Great Collision happened, but even so, she was old enough to remember the fear and chaos and how the fabric of the country had torn to shreds in the aftermath of the disaster.
She’d heard there had been a time before that day when most American families had had enough to eat and the majority of the population could find work, but that America was dead and gone. If her father wasted away from hunger, there was no agency that would lift a finger to help him now.
The steward gave her time to mull it over, and then she saw something shift in his gaze. It reminded her of a poker player who knew his hand trumped all. “This assignment will be short, Evelyn, but your career at Immortal Bounty will be long.”
He pulled something from the drawer of his desk and held it up for her to see. It took a minute to adjust her eyes to the glare of the shiny metal and read the small letters etched into the badge. That was a real IB/GBGA badge. Evelyn Vale, Investigator, it read. And under it was a contract with the seal of the Prime Executive of Greater America.
When the steward pushed the badge and contract toward her, she leaned over his heavy wood desk and carefully took them from his grip, her eyes not leaving the gleam of the metal badge in her hand. She’d made something like this when she was young with the lid of an old aluminum can. But this one…this was the real deal. It would perch on her hip or the pocket of her jacket and announce to the world that she was the real deal, too.
She clutched the badge and met the steward’s gaze. “You can protect me?”
“You’ll never be safer.”
An image of her father’s face and the satisfying weight of the metal in her hand made the decision for her. “Where do I sign?”
Clark’s lips pulled into a smile, and he reached over the desk and tapped a finger at the bottom of the first page. Evelyn took a pen from the edge of his desk and scrawled her name.
“Wonderful,” he said. “I’ll set an appointment with Human Resources for your new hire package, but the most important part is done. Welcome to Immortal Bounty, Evelyn.”
He stood and offered her his hand, and at that point, whether or not her palms were still sweaty was the furthest thing from her mind. To say the moment was surreal would be like saying The Great Collision was a tiny screwup. “Thank you, Steward Clark. I’ve wanted this for so long, and I know—”
The steward’s head cocked to the side and his gaze went distant in a way that made her miss the cellular phones of her parents’ day. At least back then you knew when you were competing with an incoming call instead of everyone using those stupid ear implants like they did now.
The steward glanced down at his desk to another stack of papers and made a hmm noise, seemingly moving on to the next task at hand. “Yes, give me a minute,” he said to someone, then he glanced back to Evelyn and frowned. She sure as heck hoped that frown was for the person on the phone and not for her.
“I know you won’t disappoint us, Dr. Vale.” Steward Clark turned his gaze toward the Sentinel on the sofa, and the man rose to his feet. He was massive, his muscles nearly sufficient to carry the weight of the large chip sitting on his shoulder. “Well, Commander Hayes, I’m sure you and Dr. Vale have much to discuss. Let me be the first to congratulate you on your new partner.”
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