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Lena Joly has a fierce soul for healing every pet who limps into her struggling clinic. Taming human jerkwads is nothing new—until the day Brady Pruitt storms in with an adorable lost puppy. There’s nothing cute about him. His wicked reputation overshadows devastating good looks and a jaw-dropping fortune. She’s relieved to send Seattle’s infamous bad boy billionaire packing and get back to fighting for her clinic. But Brady already decided the spitfire who ranks him lower than a banana peel can convince his family he’s finally respectable.

She calls me Hudson... But they know me as Pete. A simple man with a common name. They see the warm smile of their neighbor, not the cold eyes of a man who kills for the thrill of it and sleeps like a baby afterward.

West Archer, Ezekiel Cavanagh, and Xander King. AKA The Unholy Trinity. Ruthless. Ambitious. Intimidating. With dark tastes and even darker desires, they've been searching for the perfect woman to fit into their unique lifestyle for over a decade. But despite their best efforts, none have made it past three months. Believing they're destined to never find the one, they swear to stop looking. Until they meet Lily.

He's not just attractive, kind, and self-aware. He's also my boss and my dead father's best friend. I had been running from my past, thinking that connecting with my family in Florida was what I needed to find myself. Instead, I'm at a funeral and being gifted shares of a company I didn't even know existed. Some office flirtation turns into longing, which turns into desperation for one another. When our tension reaches its peak, it's clear we can't hold back this attraction, and it nearly feels too good to be true—a man who's not only eager to please but willing to learn what excites me.

This is Alabaster Penitentiary... Where they send you when the world thinks you're dead. And trust me, you'll wish you were. We're the stain on society. The freaks, the creeps, your favorite Netflix documentaries come to life. They lock us up and throw away the key, because we deserve it. But not me. I'm just a lowly bank robber. I don't belong here, surrounded by psychopaths and killers with no remorse... At least, I don't think I do.

I know what love is. After witnessing its devastation, I’ve shied away from it, Until Atlas. I never thought I’d ignore the red flags and wave a white one. Surrendering to Atlas in the most delectable way, I didn’t realize he’d been playing me all along Until I found myself at his mercy. They say love can heal all wounds, But what about the scars left behind?

I fell for that dimpled smirk, cowboy hat, and magnetic charm. Too bad he saw me as nothing more than a pawn in his scheme. That alone should have stopped me from asking him to be my fake boyfriend a few weeks later. In my defense, I was out of options after a major screw-up that almost cost me my job. My lack of self-preservation skills didn't do much to deter me from the idea either. I may be a walking disaster. But everyone in Westridge knows Warren as the town golden boy who can do no wrong, making him the perfect candidate to repair my reputation and help me avoid getting fired.

A notorious rule follower, the old Daphne Davis could do no wrong. But lately she can’t get anything right. Jilted by her ex, ousted from her home, and laid off from her job, Daphne retreats to her little hometown, Fernley Island. But even there, she feels out of sync. So, bailing on her own sister’s engagement party, she suddenly embraces a brand-new philosophy: no more goody-two-shoes.

The last time I ignored the red flags, I almost died. Waking up in a body bag tends to put things into perspective. My scars are a reminder to stay in my lane. I don’t take risks. I don’t take candy from strangers. I don’t leave my doors unlocked, and I never, ever play with monsters. Until Kenzo, my next red flag. With his sinful looks and wicked mouth, he’s a silver-tongued devil in disguise, and my one-way ticket to hell.

I must win on Monday. This Game is what I’ve sprinted, sparred, and sweated for. Not just because everyone calls me Sigma’s Savior. Not only for the Lunar Chalice. No. On Monday I must escape the hunter at the Massacre. Because if I don’t… I’m his.

Nothing says welcome home like an irresistibly hot cowboy inviting himself into your shower. I should have kicked him out the second he barged in. He's my brother's best friend, and we're living on a ranch in the same bunkhouse for the next three weeks. It's a disaster waiting to happen.

I overhear their bet—who can get Coach's daughter in their bed first? I'm ready to bring the entire Bexley U hockey team to their knees. Instead of fleeing, I flirt. Instead of hiding, I run just so they'll chase me. Luring my father's players into a trap has a certain appeal to it. Except, Aasher isn't fooled by my feigned temptation. He has too much riding on a perfect season and has plans to join the NHL after winning the Frozen Four.

Following a funeral, Navy SEAL operator Bernie Phillips finds himself in a small town filled with gossip and traditions he doesn't understand. Battling survivor's guilt, he throws himself into reckless adventures, but nothing prepares him for the fiery, curvy cowgirl he accidentally hit with a bottle cap a week earlier. Despite her clear disinterest and the fact that he never thought he'd see her again, Bernie can't get her out of his mind. What starts as a distraction turns into something far more dangerous—real feelings.

The first time I met my best friend's boyfriend, he was rude to me. Sure, Gabriel Francis was all cheekbones and dishevelled hair with a voice that made women swoon and incited bidding wars with record labels. A pure drop of light in a sea of grunge. The soul of a romantic poet. None of that swayed me, though. I didn't trust rock stars. Besides, he was off-limits. But as Annika's infatuation grew, and we were forced to spend more time together, I became enamored with Gabriel, too.

I was banished from my family two years ago by my Pakhan and brother, and any mention of the Belyaevs makes me burn with red-hot anger. I’m no longer heir to the Belyaev crime family fortune. But she is. Zenya Belyaev, the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. She’s the mirror of my soul. The second half of my treacherous heart. The key to my future as the most powerful man in the city.

Bestselling author Lucy Gold may write fairy tales for a living, but her own happily ever after is looking bleak. Seeking a fresh start after a sudden divorce on the eve of her thirtieth birthday, she decides to make a new life for herself and her service dog in Los Angeles. But when her living arrangements fall through just before takeoff, a handsome stranger offers to let her stay with him and his motley crew of musicians in Malibu. Her gallant hero? None other than Henry Turner, the award-winning composer whose music has held Lucy together while her life's been crumbling apart.

I meant to protect my heart. Instead, I'm knee-deep in self-inflicted torture. Tripp is a hazard in boots, while I'm a recovering romantiholic. I could've stomached the side effects of friend-zoning ourselves—including a brutal mess of longing stares and simmering jealousy. But then he offered to solve a problem of mine and teach me a few things—sans clothing. Strictly platonic. Purely educational.

I’m a violent man. A killer. Life means little to me. She wasn’t my first, and she certainly wouldn’t be my last. And then she got away and knocked me off kilter. No one has ever escaped before her. I’ll watch her until she thinks she’s safe. And then I’ll give her the choice. Be mine or die.

Knowledge is power, or so they say. I'd wanted answers, but the cost was higher than I was prepared to pay. I'm supposed to be powerful, one of the last of my kind, yet I feel anything but. I've let down my friend. Someone who's never given up on me despite our differences and how crazy I might drive him. My bonds are strained, and the people I love keep getting hurt because of me. I won't keep letting that happen. No matter what it takes or who I have to turn to for help. They think Ryker is a monster, and maybe he is, but I'm not afraid of him.

I didn’t think they would find me here. I moved to the small town of Whiskey River three months ago, hoping I would finally be safe from my past. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I can breathe easier. Then I meet the mountain man who makes my breath quicken. And my heart race.