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Falling for my brother’s best friend wasn’t a choice. He left and never looked back. While he was basking in the glory of his football career, I was busy single handedly raising our son. Now, after seven years of learning how to be the perfect mum, I faltered the second I came face to face with Beckett Ashmore, the guy that was my first everything was now the guy claiming he didn’t know.

Kenneth Afton hates everyone. Though, he hates ‘krauts’ more than anything and unfortunately, Kenneth is forced to marry within the German mob, Immer Treu. This deal is to strengthen their alliance before the business is snuffed out by the Nazi soldiers moving in. He must come to terms with his newfound transaction and aid his new wife as she rises within the ranks of her gang. In time he questions his hatred for krauts and comes to find that he adores how his wife provokes every reaction from him.

Cody Walker is a cocky grump. Okay, fine. He’s a hot cocky grump. But still. I don’t have time for his teasing or his jokes. I’m a woman on a mission. And I’m not about to let anyone stand in my way. Especially not him. Besides, guys who look like Cody don’t go for curvy girls like me. Right? I mean yeah, he did sort of save my life. And he was really sweet when I basically fell apart in his arms.

Colt Walker is a charming grump. Okay fine. He’s a hot, charming grump. I’ll give him that. Even though me being stuck out here alone is my own fault. He doesn’t make me feel bad about it. Or ask me my why I’m trying to avoid my stepsister’s wedding. He just scoops me into his arms and carries me off into the woods. Back to his cabin. Where he lives. I’m not normally like this.

Arsen Isakov is the rich A-hole trying to buy out my family's dance studio after my father's death. I wanted to give him a piece of my mind and tell him that we'd never sell. But the moment he sat down across the table from me, I realized I'd seen him before. Last night, in fact. When he killed a man in cold blood. He says he's prepared to discuss the sale with me over drinks. The place he picks? The same place where I saw him kill someone.

Bobby and Tilly’s relationship has dealt with enough hardship. From Bobby’s crutch with drugs, to ease the pain of time, as he thought Tilly’s heart ceased to beat forever. To Tilly’s over-bearing parents moving into town, relentlessly manipulating her to move back home and forget about The Afton Adders. Their relationship was already tested by her near-death experience; will it fortify against the storms that arise? Or will it wither and die?

Picked out a dress. Accepted his ring. Walked down the aisle under the watchful eyes of more killers than I can count. And became his wife. I resolved to keep my heart shut from him. Until this marriage of convenience took an unexpected turn… And became something very real. Just as I started to believe in how real it was, he did something unforgivable.

Mari Marcosa always knew she would die young, so being left to bleed out on a warehouse floor is no shock to her. But as the blood seeps from her body, her thoughts aren’t of the Marcosa empire she's ruled for years, or the city she's given everything to protect. It's on the three men who’ve stood by her side:

Hello, my name is Kennedy, and I’m an addict. Pills, booze—you name it, I tried it. I wasn’t exactly particular about it. Now, I’m two years sober, in a new country, and looking for a fresh start. But my noisy, upstairs neighbor is testing the limits of my sobriety. He’s either watching an adult film marathon, harboring a hooker, or performing an exorcism in his flat.

It all comes down to this. Mari Marcosa's family—the three men who are her very world—is back together. She won’t let anything tear them apart. Not again. May God have mercy on her enemies. Because she won’t.

Mari Marcosa has been betrayed by a person she let inside her life in every possible way. The pain is unbearable, not just because of what he means—meant—to her, but because now she's got a huge damn target on her back. Almost as big as the hole in her heart. Every mafia leader in the city sees this betrayal as a sign of Mari's weakness and they can’t wait to use it to their advantage. Her back is to a wall that is crumbling more every second and the men she needs most are struggling just to stay alive.

I ran from danger and landed here in Kelly Lakes, hoping to put my past behind me. I didn't expect to almost faint into the arms of a cop upon arrival. You know the type. The one with the heart of gold and bedroom eyes. Mike is also seven years my junior… and my new boss's son. It doesn't matter if our chemistry is immediately undeniable. Or if I catch him watching me with pure yearning on his handsome face. I'm not looking for a relationship after what I just survived. It's a good thing Mike swears up and down he doesn't believe in true love.

It’s been nine months since I left everything behind. Walked away from my friends. My business. My home. Even my dog. All so I could get away. The only thing I took was the truth. Proof of the evil I’d escaped. I thought it would keep me safe. Protect me from the whims of the dangerous man I’d married. I was wrong. My only hope is to fight fire with fire, so I call Alaskan Security, begging for help. Pleading for protection. The man they send is someone I already know.

Everything Serena Gatling ever wanted was taken away from her by a single horrific act of betrayal. Determined never to fall victim again, she closes her heart and dedicates her life to a cold-blooded quest to regain the one thing that still matters to her. Sent to Mars by the ruthless corporation for which she works, Serena is finally within sight of her goal. The last thing she needs is a man distracting her. But the massive cyborg warrior who seems to know all of her hidden secrets awakens feelings she thought had died long ago.

I had it all—world tours with CB Rice, my songs on the radio, everything I ever dreamed of. Except now, it’s my turn to fulfill the requirements of a family trust I’d foolishly hoped wouldn’t involve me. If I don’t spend three hundred and sixty-five days straight in my hometown of Crested Butte, Colorado, my siblings and I will lose our inheritance along with our family legacy.

I was Air Force Pararescue. Until a helo crash ended my career. I lost everything. Including myself. Then a scarred, broken man offered me a job. It’s illegal, irresponsible, and dangerous. Those I treat can’t go to the hospital. Or the authorities. I don’t ask questions. Don’t get close. It’s a lonely existence.

If someone told me I'd land in a fantasy world and meet my seven-foot husband by flinging myself into his arms so hard we end up horizontal, I'd have laughed it off as a joke. I'm tiny. But it turns out I'm a witch with hidden powers! I can move things with my mind! Instead of being upset I keep crashing into him, the gorgeous orc warrior is thrilled I'm so powerful.

When I storm out of my ex's engagement party, a meddling goddess whisks me away to Faerie and marries me to a massive grump of an orc. As if that's not enough, I can't leave his side without my teleportation magic throwing me straight back into his arms! I dreamed of leaving my small town and traveling, but I never imagined anything like this. I feel like I landed in one of the books I love, with fated mates and close proximity dialed up to eleven. Wranth's gorgeously muscled body and exciting air of warrior prowess sure don't hurt any either.

Three years ago, Gray Nolan lost all hope of ever seeing his friends and family again. Now, everyone was gathering to watch him become Gray Quinn. At long last. But before his and Darius's big day, they had one more mission to undertake. Just a simple in-and-out stint. Nothing to worry about.

I agreed to marry a bratva boss in exchange for him protecting my mother. The moment my paths crossed with Arsen Isakov, normality went out the window. I went along with his twisted plan of a fake marriage—all to keep my mother safe—and walked down the aisle towards him with my head held high. Nothing prepared me for becoming pregnant with his child. Nothing prepared me to learn the dark truths of our shared past. When I found out, I did the only thing I could: I ran.