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The closer I get to the truth, the further away it feels. Every step I take is met with resistance—not just from the monsters still chasing me, but from the very men who have sworn to protect me. Especially Bones. Cold. Controlled. Ruthless. He watches me like I'm the problem he's been ordered to solve, not the woman desperate to find her missing sister. And maybe I am the problem—because I won't stop. Not for him. Not for anyone. But when a lead surfaces, one so risky even I can't believe I'm willing to chase it, he doesn't shut me down.

Stunned. That's the word when Peyton Brooks, my son's ex, shows up at my door in the middle of the night, asking for protection. Hell, I'm always stunned around her. She's something else—all smiles and curves in one hell of a confident package. Right up my alley. Problem is she's off-limits. Too young, too attractive, and way too much of my kid's ex. Now, she's not just a hottie; she's my job too. Someone offed her roommate, and now her life's in the crosshairs. That's why she came knocking on my door for help.

In therapy, they tell you to use your senses. List the things you know: Sermons recited with malice. A blood-soaked ritual. The sting of tears and gasping sobs of the dying. Rotting flesh. I grew up in a cage, tortured by the Lord Almighty's most twisted servant. Death and despair became my close companions as I watched years of slaughter at Pastor Michaels’ hand. Eighteen girls. Dead. Eighteen lives. Ended. Eighteen futures. Stolen.

I’d do anything for my family. Even go undercover and devote my life to the FBI so they can continue to thrive. Everything I do is for the Vitale name. I just have to focus, complete my job, divert attention and stay out of trouble.

In the wake of the zombie apocalypse, I thought things couldn't get any worse. I was wrong. Struggling to survive in a world turned upside down, I'm haunted by the loss of my parents and the recent disappearance of my twin, Holden. I can't shake the feeling that everything is on the brink of falling apart again. Just when I'm about to lose hope, three strangers arrive at Rolling Hills, seeking help and refuge.

WorldCares scientist Tess Dagomba is always prepared for danger while touring Namibia, Africa. So, she wasn't even that surprised when she found herself in need of an emergency rescue. But when her rescuer turned out to be her first love, the man whose heart she shattered two decades ago… well, nothing could've prepared her for that…

I don't ask for much from life; I get paid, and then I get laid. And piloting spaceships across the galaxy keeps my solo lifestyle well-funded. I don't need a relationship or any of the baggage that comes with it. I like my men like I like my coffee; to go. That is, until the most boring job in the universe goes horribly wrong and I'm snatched from my ship by a seven-foot alien. He's huge, he's purple, and he's ripped as hell. I'm sure I'm a dead man. Only it turns out he doesn't want to kill me. What he wants is far worse.

It was a one-night stand with a bratva boss. I never expected to end up pregnant. Or run into him again three years later at my friend’s wedding. He knows I’m hiding something, but he has no idea that 'something' is his son. Before he can question me, the wedding is ambushed. He forces me to go with him so he can keep me safe. I need to escape so I can get home to my son. Whatever happens, I can’t let him find out about Sasha.

Strap in for a wild, interstellar ride with all three books in one heart-pounding, sassy, and steamy collection!

I had to stop and help. There was no question in my mind that it was the right thing to do, even after I noticed his one percent patch. The Kings of Anarchy MC were notorious in my hometown. Not only did I turn over the evidence to the club, but I drove to the hospital and stayed to make sure Bigfoot would be okay. That started his obsession with me. I wasn't sure about getting more involved with the club, or a single father who was a decade older than me, but there was no denying he was irresistible.

Finally reunited with her family, Caly struggles to adjust to her new life and the decisions she made to get there. After giving up everything for them, she eagerly awaits the ceremony to receive the second half of her heart and become whole, even though it comes at an unsettling cost. She must marry Prince Aurelius and solidify her place within the Seelie Court. As she prepares for the event, Caly finds herself haunted by the memory of Malum Mendax, the Unseelie Prince—feeling his eyes are on her when she's alone, shadowy silhouettes in her room, and even touching him in her dreams.

Off the ice, elite defenseman Hawke Therrien enjoys his fair share of booze and good times. And why shouldn't he? He's worked his way up from the minor leagues and made himself a star. The only thing Hawke misses from that life is the pierced, tattooed free spirit who broke his heart without so much as an explanation. She's almost unrecognizable when she walks back into his life seven years later, except for the look in her eyes that feels like a punch to the gut.

Bennett Sharp is on the run. Wanted for piracy, she fears neither God nor death nor man. Except Priest Farrell.

Why is it that the first attractive man to look my way mistakes me for a bad guy, stuffs me in the trunk of his car, and ships me off to an island where I’m positive the only thing waiting for me is my own murder? I mean... yeah, Tavish is charismatic and fun, but did I mention the whole trunk thing? Oh, maybe I forgot to mention his peculiar group of friends who keep promising to “help” me, but why are they running around with masks and weapons while praising fences?

Elliot Sawyer wasn’t supposed to be alive. He’d cheated death by changing shifts with one of his men. Sure, his man asked for the change, but guilt gnawed on his heart every second of every day. If he’d been there, maybe he would have seen something, done something to stop the massacre. Leaving Guardian wasn’t an option for him, but changing assignments was.

Six years ago, I left the love of my life tied to the bed, and disappeared without a trace. I witnessed something I shouldn’t have, and he’s been hunting me ever since. I knew one day fate would catch up with me, but the last place I thought it would be is cornered in the bathroom, in the middle of a party with my date in the next room. Sebastian James hands me an ultimatum in the form of a relationship contract: give him a second chance or an innocent man pays the price. With my brother’s reassurance, I begrudgingly take the leap, welcoming the past with crossed arms.

Baker Ritter knew how to pick them. She met the man she thought she was going to marry in middle school, gave him some of the best years of her life, for him to leave her pregnant and alone hours before she’s due to have his baby. To make matters worse, he brings his side chick to the birth, and she’s left with a decision—fight for what she wants, or cut her losses. What she should’ve done was cut her losses. What she does instead is take him back and experiences what it’s like to live in hell.

Posy “Doc” Hicks has high blood pressure. All thanks to a certain hazel-eyed blonde who drives him absolutely insane in her short shorts and cowboy boots. At first, Searcy Hodges is just a passing fancy. A look but don’t touch kind of girl. She has a bad attitude, an even worse bedside manner, and a chip on her shoulder the size of Texas. It would be wise to stay away, even if that attitude of hers really does great things for him. But how is a man supposed to stay away when her temper is just that spectacular to experience?

A no-strings kinda guy and a forever kinda woman… what could go wrong? I had a stalker and I knew just who to ask for help—Detective Dalton Neary. My own personal Prince Charming. The problem was, he turned out not to be so charming, at least not in the forever kind of way I was looking for. He was a good-time guy with a sexy smile and a goat game that should be illegal. But not the man for me. I should’ve told her no. I had no business playing bodyguard to a woman I’d spent months trying to keep my hands off of. But I couldn't fight the pull of Vanessa Hale.

Stepping into the Hollow’s Hunt felt like diving headfirst into a nightmare, especially knowing that my relentless pursuer would be Landon Blackwood. The Hollow’s Hunt—a twisted spectacle where women are ensnared in a labyrinth designed for the sadistic pleasure of Ravenwood’s elite. I naively accepted the invitation, unaware that I would become the centerpiece of Landon’s psychopathic pursuit.“Did you believe I wouldn’t recognize your worth?” Landon drawls, a smirk ghosting his lips as his icy blue gaze lingers on my every move. “Tonight, I’m not just hunting—I’m claiming what’s mine.