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I didn't mean to trespass on their cabin… or for them to catch me in their shower, dripping wet. But now I'm snowed in with three irresistible triplets, and there's nothing to do but… them. Ed is the bossiest triplet. I hate how my body obeys when he barks orders at me. Ollie is the epitome of a sexy mountain man. He could charm the panties off any woman. And Artie is built like a big teddy bear. I couldn't wish for a better cuddle buddy on these stormy nights.

My ruthless husband hunts me across the country and in my dreams. If he catches me, I'll lose not only my freedom but my sanity. I have to stay one step ahead, but he's closing in. So I keep running, straight into the arms of a man who whispers seductive promises of protection and safety. One way or another, this race will end. I'll risk everything for it to be at the hands of the powerful man who revels in my darkness. But should the devil get me first, then death shall be my solace. May the best man win.

When I prayed for a miracle this holiday season, little did I know I'd get Antonio, Benedict, and Hudson for Christmas. But fairy tales only exist in swoony love stories, and soon, some scary facts come to light: My stalker ex started the fire in my bakery....

Leisa Rayven presents Book 3 in the Masters of Love series.

When Pam Rollins decides to shake things up after her kids leave the nest—she makes two major changes. Starting yoga classes and joining a dating app. After her daughter urges her to connect with other singles, Pam meets a minotaur who is ready to sweep her off her feet.

With the pack still reeling from their encounter with the witches, all anyone wants is time to recover. But the pack promised the vampires a favor in return for their help—and it's time to collect. When the fight comes to the very edge of the packlands, it becomes clear it's not just the vampires who are under attack, we all are. With Calli's magic growing and the pack bond changing in unexpected ways, the last thing the pack needs is to be taking on another fight. But if there is one thing they know for certain—you can't afford to stop fighting when it's your soul on the line.

I first met Mikhail Ivanov on a plane. He was the stormy-eyed stranger seated next to me, calming me during a bumpy flight… The silver fox who sucked the air out of my lungs and claimed my innocence. I thought it would end with the Mile High Club. I had no idea he was a ruthless Bratva boss, or that he was about to become something even more… My husband. Daddy to my twins. And when the vultures start circling... My savage protector who'll tear the whole world apart for me and my babies.

My whole life, there was never a place I called my home. Because home wasn't a place to me; it was a person. Three people, to be exact. Everett, Griffin, and Zane. Three boys who always protected me against the harsh reality of our world. That is, until they aged out of the system before me. All the promises that were made were then broken. They left me behind and made a name for themselves as rock stars and never looked back. The next few years left me broken and closed off until it was my turn to leave. I had nothing and nowhere to go. That was until I found High Roller omegas.

When I caught my fiancé cheating on me. With my maid of honor. On our wedding day. I ran away. And now I'm the nanny for three silver fox ranchers.

When Stella Mouton inherits her grandmother's neglected three-story house, she can't afford to keep it or keep it up—unless she rents out the rooms. A witch, a waif, and a warrior woman are all welcome. The hot geology student is not.

Hawks defenseman James Ryan is Boston's most eligible single-dad. He's solemn, gorgeous, and an incredible father. But I'm drawn to him for other reasons. James' eyes reflect the same grief and hurt I'm drowning in. His twins struggle with the same pain that once destroyed me. Living with the Ryan family and caring for James' twins are both a salve and a curse. Soon, what made us click one summer night over whiskey is wreaking havoc on our commitment to remain professional. Our friendship blossoms into something more.

I know better than to get involved with celebrities. Especially a Rock God like Sebastian Kane. A man who knows how to make the ladies scream, as evidenced by the leak of his recent sex tape. Which leads to my problem . . . I'm the girl in the video with him. Grief will make you do crazy things. After all, I'm the smart girl, the good girl, not the rebel. But now I'm face to face with the one man I was never supposed to see again. A man with a gorgeous dark smile and even darker secrets.

I should've never sexted him. It was an accident. A mistake. I thought I was sexting a random number. But by the time I realized it was him … It was already too late. Because Damien Zaitsev isn't just my boss. He's my silver fox Bratva boss. And the devil in a designer suit. He's the filthy rich billionaire driving me insane with his dirty words. His silent commands. His whispered promises. Sexting the boss was all fun and games, until I found out he's getting promoted… From Bratva boss to baby daddy.

Calli was born an impossibility. With the dual soul of a shifter and the natural magic of a witch, she was the first known shifter/witch hybrid. But in a world where witches hunt wolves to siphon their magic, and wolves kill witches, no questions asked, could she ever hope to find a place where she belonged?

I had it all. The luxury apartment, hot dates, and the big office to go with long nights at the office. Life was perfect. But after a one-night stand, two little lines on a pregnancy test, and three lost legal cases later... Well, overnight I went from career lawyer to single mom. It’s okay, I can do it. I’m ready to face this alone until.... Along comes Nathaniel Chadwick. Billionaire adrenaline junky. Everyone’s favorite playboy...and my sister’s brother-in-law.

Jagger Jackson hides behind a sexy playboy veneer, hoping people see him as a man who doesn't believe in love rather than one who doesn't deserve it. Miller Brexler's carefree bachelorhood is the perfect lifestyle for him, or so he's convinced himself and everyone around him. JJ and Miller are brought together when their best friends meet and fall in love. Though they try to resist one another, the attraction sparking between them refuses to be ignored.

Fire may be a deadly Crellic Element, but he much prefers napping and snacking to murdering armies. After centuries of being used as a weapon, he's finally able to live peacefully on Charybdis Station. While he's content to spend his days visiting his friends and raiding their homes for food, he longs for one more thing. A mate to call his own.

My life has always been pretty predictable. Run into burning buildings, save those in distress, be a hero. Shoot the shit with my fireman buddies, come home, and do it all again tomorrow. Little did I know that a random SOS call from a woman stuck in a plaster cast with nothing underneath (I swear I only caught a flash of skin) would throw me for a complete loop.

Mason Blastoviak. This self-made billionaire doesn't bang the help. He doesn't get involved. And he never, ever falls in love. Cami O'Neal. This recent teaching grad doesn't do strangers. She doesn't neglect her charge. And she never, ever throws herself at billionaires, especially her hard-bodied, hard-as-nails, and very hard-to-figure-out billionaire boss - the guy whose kid sister is under her care. It all sounds good in theory. But what happens when these two decidedly different personalities are living under the same roof?

What do men want more than anything? Money and women. As the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the city, I am one lucky man. Everyone wants a taste of what I've got to offer—and it's massive. Girls fight over me in droves. In my fantasy, of course. I had to make some sacrifices to get to the top. To protect myself and the company, I always have to hide my dirty little secret… I'm a panty sniffer. What? A man has needs. Mine are just a bit more… outrageous. Instead of dating, I hoard panties.