Romance trope: Overt protection
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Kessa is a half-barbarian herb-witch, arrested for crimes she didn’t quite intend. But when Iathor discovers her immunity to truth potions, he’ll do whatever he must to court her. Guilty or not, she’s his only hope of banishing his nightmare: a son enslaved to him by the loyalty potion that each Lord Alchemist’s heir must drink, and defeat. But Kessa doesn’t trust him, Iasen despises her tainted blood, and there’s still the mystery of who complicated Kessa’s little crime into the bigger one she didn’t intend. They don’t even have the benefit of lust at first sight. All they have in common is the alchemist’s immunity, and an ability to get on each other’s nerves. Will it be enough?
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Brexley is thrown into the most feared prison in the east. Halalhaz, the House of Death—where you go in but don’t come out. She must learn to live with the worst of fae and human criminals. Here she meets the sexy, vicious legend, Warwick Farkas. A myth among man and fae. Brexley can’t deny an intense draw to him, one that might cost her life. If The Games don’t take her out first—A fight to the death where only one survives.
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One of the many engineers that keeps Beta, the city under the sea, running, Mira only wants to make her family proud and to prove herself worthy. Arges has fought his entire life for his people. With deadly creatures under his control, he plans to eradicate Beta once and for all to protect his kind and their peaceful way of life. In a battle to determine if love can survive a war beneath the waves, it will be their decision that changes the tides.
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A dangerous alliance between a Vampyre bride and an Alpha Werewolf becomes a love deep enough to sink your teeth
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No one told her the most important law of the court – the Law of Greeting. If they had, maybe she wouldn’t have greeted Bluebeard when he arrived to claim a mortal wife. And if she hadn’t greeted him, she wouldn’t have become his sixteenth wife or been swept away to the lands of the Wittenhame. But if none of that had happened, then she wouldn’t have been an integral part of the game that takes place every two hundred years – a game that determines the fates of nations . For not all is as it seems, not in her homeland of Pensmoore, not in the Wittenhame, and certainly not in her new marriage.
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Telise and Raz’jin are both haunted by the memory of their meeting, even if such a relationship would be the ultimate taboo. Their peoples are at war, and they can’t even speak the same language. But when they meet in a bar in neutral territory, perhaps their bodies can do the talking for them.
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Dante Regio, prince of Luce, had owned my heart since he gave me my first kiss. If gathering a slew of iron relics could help me overthrow the current monarch and crown his brother to rule at my side, then treasure hunting I’d go.
If only the oracle had warned me what winged demon I was releasing into the world.
And that I’d become this demon’s obsession.