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Four years into their mating, Alpha Henry and Luna Regina still have no heir. The pack Elders keep pressuring the Alpha to take an unmated pack female to breed, and he eventually gives in, breaking his Luna's heart in the process. The OW, of course, has her own agenda in all of this.

My whole life, I've come out on top. One of the finest players ever to grace the NHL? Check. Most prolific playboy with an enviable reputation between the sheets? Check. Award for the cockiest athlete in America? Also, check, and well deserved I'd say. So why does my life feel anything but the perfect image I project? And why won't the one woman who came crashing into my life and knocked me on my six-foot-four ass take me seriously?

Five years ago, I walked away from my pack and my true mate to save my son's life. It's a decision I will never regret. Since then, I've lived with only one focus: to protect my son at all costs. Once again, I'm faced with the decision to save his life. I'm forced to either marry the human who saved him or watch my son die. The latter is never an option.

Ryleigh is a struggling artist, still trying to catch her break. Her new best friend, Kerrigan, offers her a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—a week on her family's private island on Lake Michigan. She doesn't belong here. She doesn't know these people at all. Kerrigan is the housewife with the perfect life. She has a loving husband and a glamorous city apartment. Her husband hates her. Their marriage is a sham. Cole is a local. He's there to make sure the guests have everything they want. After last summer, this is his final chance. He can't afford any distractions.

Elias - freelance consultant to Monster Smash Agency, and prestigiously rare moth fae - has never been in love. Granted, he's never been interested in the emotion, but with his friends mating with their clients, the new curiosity is keeping him up at night. If only he could find someone to draw him in like the moth to the flame.

A rogue with nowhere else to go, Wyatt's made it through to the next round of the notorious Alpha Games, a brutal competition where the fiercest wolf shifters compete to win a pack of their own. Not here to make friends, Wyatt has his eyes firmly on the prize, despite nobody wanting to see a rogue like him win. Naomi's got plans. Win a pack. Save her sister from an alpha who wants to make her pay for the death of his brother.

The moment I laid eyes on Tildie—the most lucious curvy bartender in town—I knew she'd be mine. As President of Saint's Outlaws MC, I've built my reputation on protecting what belongs to me. And from the second I saw Tildie nervously tucking that strand of hair behind her ear, something primal inside me claimed her. She's got secrets. Demons that haunt her. And an ex who wants her back. Too f****ing bad.

After a job gone wrong, I find myself in the back of a transport van on my way to the women's prison in my city. Only... We never make it there. Three canisters of knockout gas later, I'm ten thousand feet in the air with a dozen other prisoners being told to jump or die. I choose to jump. The island I land on isn't an ordinary island. The worst of the worst are put here by a private army to do the jobs normal people are too scared to do—their very own suicide squad.

Greer loves living life to the fullest, but everything changes when her vampire boyfriend loses control. The more supernatural blood someone has, the higher the chance of not surviving the change. Somehow, Greer does, but her awful ex compels her to keep his secret and orders her out of town. As a fae, she didn't even eat meat, and she certainly has no idea how to survive as a fledgling vampire.

When my family died at the hands of a demon prince, I hung up my exorcist hat. I’d failed to protect them, and while I was willing to risk myself, the price had risen too high. Now I’m serving up hot, fresh pizzas to everyone who wants them. I was the only person left to inherit the family business, and I’m doing my best to keep it up and running in honor of my loved ones. These days, my biggest challenge is telling off a rampaging customer, and endless paperwork. That is, until he shows up again.

Faith Robins has been torn away from her brother, kept captive by an omega trafficking ring, and auctioned to the highest bidder. But when fate twists a new key in her lock, she finds herself in the care of an alpha named Bear, safe for the first time in ages. She’s lost in this new world, surrounded by strange men, but she has claws now. And she’s prepared to dig them in and hold onto safety, no matter the cost.

The North American Pack was always meant to be Ember's birthright, but she grew up far away from shifter culture in a sanctuary city for monsters. Her wolf yearns to scout pack lands and socialize with other wolves, but Ember understands the risks, especially considering female shifters are nearly endangered nowadays. So, she keeps her distance, even if she has to fight her wolf at every turn... And that works until Ember's team is called in on a mysterious case for the paranormal council.

I was an exorcist, one of the best. When things got hot, I got out. I wasn’t fast enough, and I ended up with nothing but my parents’ old pizza parlor. Then my ex-best friend Darius wandered back into my life needing my skills. Innocent lives were in danger and I couldn’t say no. That dragged me deeper into the occult than I ever thought possible, and I can’t see a way back out. There’s upheaval in the demonic world and it’s spilling onto Earth and into my life; including stealing away my incubus boyfriend.

Nötchka Uumian, solo-scavenger and pilot, only came to Bandalier for business. But when her first ever heat cycle hits, she has two choices: Get off the planet or find somewhere safe to ride out the heatburns. Determined to never end up mated and trapped in a kitchen, she heads into the Droid district. You can’t mate if the other person isn’t an organic, right?

When my boyfriend Cole invited me to celebrate Christmas at his stepdad's cabin, nothing could have prepared me for what would happen next. Griffin's nothing like I pictured. Instead of a typical middle-aged man, I'm faced with broad shoulders, a muscular chest, and a jawline sharp enough to kill. Spine-tingling grazes and heated glances that last too long have me feeling guilty about how my body's reacting. That is until my boyfriend asks to share me with his stepdad.

Apparently, she loved me, but that still didn't stop her from doing what she did. And frankly, I'm done with relationships, and I'm done with searching for love when it has no interest in finding me. After the hit I took last season, I plan to focus on rehabilitation and getting my mind back into the game I've loved for so many years. I don't need distractions, and I don't need another woman in my bed or my head. I've got enough complications to last me a lifetime.

Even as the playboy of the Dire Wolves, Levi isn't exactly a soft touch. He likes his liquor, his women, and his photographs...but he also has an affinity for sharp knives and claws. What starts as an assignment to investigate humans finding their way onto a pack's land quickly becomes something darker, more dangerous, and a whole lot hotter than he expected.

Heaven and Hell are after us, and I’m yearning for some hot gooey cheese, the smell of marinara, and the heat of my pizza ovens. It’s not safe for my employees if I show up at work, but laying low isn’t my style. When an archangel grabs my demon prince, I’m itching for a fight. As my magical powers evolve, I’m more than willing to go on the offensive, but that isn't what fate intends. Instead of fighting to get my prince back, I’m searching for the battery of souls fueling Mammon's campaign to conquer Hell.

When my parents died at the hands of a demon, I quit doing exorcisms. I hoped to be finished with the creeping darkness below. But it wasn't done with me. I tried to settle into life at my family's pizza parlor and slowly became content with the relatively carefree life it offered and the companionship of my vibrator. Then Darius, a friend from my old life, barged his way into my new one with an exorcism he couldn't handle. Now I'm hip-deep in hellhounds, my heart bound to several demons, a half-angel, and a mage. My main mode of transportation? A demonic horse that I love dearly.

She can't stand me. She also thinks she's got me all worked out. My Princess is determined to stay as far away from me as possible. Eighteen months ago, she wanted me, but now, she's convinced I'm bad news. The thing is an attraction like ours doesn't just fade, and my need for her has only grown stronger no matter how many times she offers me a scowl instead of her beautiful smile. We've been playing a game of cat and mouse since the day she wore my jersey, and fortunately for her, I love the chase.