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I crashed a wedding. Got caught by the best man. Now, I'm pregnant with his baby . . . It's Katya's fault. (As per usual.) My BFF despises her ex and wants to hate-watch him marry the woman he left her for. Problem is, she didn't fill me in on that plan . . . until we arrive at the ceremony.

Reese Sutton is every woman’s fantasy, with his crooked smile, warm brown eyes, and broad shoulders. But to me, he’s always just been my best friend. The man I rely on to have my back no matter what. I know he would do literally anything for me, so when he asks me for a favor, I can’t say no… even after I find out that he wants me to pretend to be his girlfriend to help him win back his ex.

Shadowmoor has forged me into who I am today, and I have the mark and scars to prove it. I never thought I'd see the light again, but it seems destiny has other plans for me. My father's arrival means life as I know it is about to change. Silvercrest Academy trains and prepares the most gifted and privileged among us for their future contributions to the Monarchy. I may come from the right family, but I am a void.

As a secret Omega living as a Beta, I’ve worked hard to build a good life and escape my past. So when I land a job as the assistant to three powerful Alpha billionaires, I focus on keeping my head down—despite the way their intoxicating scents make my head spin. Everything is going fine… until the day my blockers fail and I start perfuming. I’m terrified that my three bosses are going to turn me over to the authorities so that I can be presented as an Omega and courted by a pack. But they don’t. Instead, they make me an offer: one year of marriage.

Therapist June Graves moonlights as a killer who hunts abusive men. When a client’s niece goes missing, all signs point to her dangerous ex-boyfriend, Theo Zervas. It doesn’t take long for June to decide he will be her next victim. Theo Zervas, president of a local outlaw motorcycle club, the Saints of Purgatory, is intimately familiar with danger and death. He’s been looking over his shoulder his entire life, so it’s not hard to notice his sexy shadow.

To the rest of the world, he was the little boy who went missing on the Fourth of July. But to Sydney Neville, he was everything. Her heart hasn't been the same since her best friend disappeared, but she's learned to build her life around that missing piece. Twenty-two years later, the last thing Sydney expects is for Oliver Lynch to return. Having been captive underground for decades, he's unfamiliar with the strange new world that awaits him—but he's alive. He's here. And no matter how he's changed, he and Sydney both still feel the connection that runs between them.

I have a very big problem...in the form of one very petite woman. Don't get me wrong. I adore women, and if you ask any female in Sparkwood, you'll learn the feeling is mutual. With one tiny exception. Oriana Thorne is a literal thorn in my side—a plucky, infuriatingly gorgeous, pain in the rear who rents the store next to mine.

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.

I’ve spent years running from everything—my family, my past, the blood on my hands. All I want is to waste my millions in peace. No feelings. No attachments. Just pleasure and control. Then Molly crashes into my world with her sharp mouth, haunted eyes, and a fire I didn’t expect. She wants nothing from me. That only makes me want her more.

The alpha who bit me tells me I'm an omega, and the sudden cherry pie à la mode perfume wafting off me seems to confirm his assertion. But things like this don't happen to girls like me. The one in a million chance at being a late-presenting omega should go to someone else. Not me, a beta who spent years of my childhood being sick. Not me, the girl who historically is only good enough for a one-night stand.

Was it considered stalking if the woman you were stalking liked the idea of being stalked? It started out like any other job. My brother, the head of the Russian Mafia, wanted me to delete an opponent. Like the good brother I was, I decided to give him what he wanted. In doing so, I ended up finding a woman that made my cold, dead heart start to beat again. One day while doing some reconnaissance on my target, I happen to overhear Keely telling her friend one of her darkest fantasies, and I decide that I’d be the one fulfilling that particular craving for her.

They warned me that the very sight of me would incite a side of Maverick I would want to flee in fear of. But I had no place else to go. My only option was to brave his wrath to survive. His darkness reaches into me, pulling at something raw, something I don’t understand. With every word he slays me, his every touch burns along my skin. He breaks down my walls, igniting my fiery temper all the while laying bare desires I was never meant to feel, much less act on. Beneath the fire and fury, I glimpse the cracks in his armor and the man he’s desperately trying to hide.

I came to the Rush Riders Motorcycle Club to help a friend out, get them out of trouble, and before I knew it, I became a member. Fast women, drugs, whiskey, and fights were all things I expected and was ready for. A young woman walking into the club selling drugs wasn't. C was everywhere I didn't want her to be. Her naïve personality was resilient to my asshole attempts to run her off. The next thing I knew, I wanted more than to take her to my bed.

Avery thought her suffering had ended. She thought wrong. After a traumatic start to life, being adopted was Avery's saving grace. She finally had parents who loved her and an entire mansion to call home. Her days were spent reading in the library and exploring her passion for ballet until a fateful accident changed everything and left her at the mercy of her step-brother.

Magic I never thought I'd possess, and yet now that I do. I'm starting to wonder if it's more potent than I ever could've imagined. I need to learn my limits and fast because there's darkness on the horizon. My days at Silvercrest Academy have been filled with secrets, conflict, and death. It's a world consumed with uncertainty, but there's only one thing I can believe in… the Bishops.

When a group of six strangers are invited into the woods for a content creator retreat where they’re guaranteed to make money, it seems like a perfect escape. However, as accidents turn into incidents and blood begins to spill, they start to suspect they were lured into the wilderness for a reason. Is someone messing with them? Is someone watching them? Who will survive?

Lila's best friend and her wealthy fiancé surprise their friend group with a luxurious getaway. Perpetually single and anxious about her future, Lila is thrilled for the chance to escape her everyday life. Though there is one thing—or more specifically, one person—that could ruin this dream vacation. The groom’s friend, Harrison.

When I'm confronted in the woods by a man with a chainsaw and a gorgeous face, I should’ve known it would end poorly. But when I end up in the killer’s house instead of chopped into little pieces, I don’t know what to think. Not when he promises me that he won’t hurt me, and especially when he tells me that I can’t leave. Not unless he can trust me. He can’t, of course. I’ll tell anyone that will listen that this monster cut up some man in the moonlight, even if he promises that it had been deserved. He’s lying, because there’s no way anyone deserves what he did.

Forced to wed: A grieving mafia princess trapped in a deadly alliance…with the one man she swore she could never have. She's my best friend's daughter. Barely twenty-two. Sacred. Forbidden. Mine. She never dreamed she'd wear my ring, share my name, warm my bed... But with her father's blood still fresh on the streets and vultures circling, I'm the devil she knows.

I chased after a monster, and now I’m not sure I’ll survive his wrath. Gavril Nitkin is renowned for his dark and depraved ways. After years of crushing on the hot, sadistic, and intimidating professor, I finally try to reel him in. Big mistake. The man isn’t human, he’s a beast. And now I’ve got his attention, he won’t leave me alone. He’s mean, tortured, wicked, and possibly insane. There’s a change in the way he looks at me. He looks at me with a simmering inferno burning in those unique hazel eyes.