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I could have run. But I chose them instead. My pack of broken alphas. And the Ghosts will burn this world to the ground to keep me safe. As we gather unexpected allies and prepare to strike at the heart of the Council, I realize something that terrifies me more than any enemy. I'm not just their omega anymore. I'm their salvation. Their reason to live. Their reason to die.

Being a celebrity chef and influencer hadn't been Astrid's goal when she uploaded her first cooking video. She'd just wanted to share her love of cooking. Now she has it all—her own cooking show, cookbooks, and cookware line. Her dreams are only growing… until the day she stumbles upon a murder in a dark parking lot and her life gets turned upside down. The last thing she wants is a handsome bodyguard telling her what she can and can't do.

Dave Smith is having a bad day, week, month, maybe even year. Freshly unemployed, facing eviction, and now he's been transported to a fantasy world. A wish come true for many a geek, if only he hadn't died less than a day after he arrived. Now trapped in this fantasy realms version of purgatory, he faces the prospect of trying to navigate a new existence as a dungeon. That wouldn't be so bad, except ending dungeons seems to be the path out for many of the other denizens of these Proving Grounds.

I can’t say I’ve ever wished for someone to be bitten right on the tip of their junk by a giant bull ant before, but Tanner Morgan—the only man capable of making me want to scream and cream at the same damn time—just might be the guy to change that. He’s infuriating in every way possible, and out of all the massive changes in my life, I thought living next to him would be the worst thing I'd ever have to deal with. I was wrong...so damn wrong.

Obsession was a five-letter word. Ten years in the making. And her name was Emily. But the real question was who was I? When my pretty little pet leaned forward, offered me a view of her cleavage, and tried to make a deal, I said why the hell not? Five days. Thirty minutes. She could ask me anything to her heart’s content. Anything but my name. She had to figure that one out on her own.

There’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. So ugly that I have never seen its face. I never had to. I’d hear his whispers through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. He was my monster that tormented me. And maybe lived under your bed.... When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded. His whispers were silenced. His shadow dissolving without a trace. I wondered why that was.

Maxwell Morgan has always been a very practical guy. He started working at age fifteen because his foster family was stretched thin. He joined the army right out of high school to earn money for college. Even after getting his first job after college, he kept working the three jobs that let him get there—National Guard infantryman, farmer, and blacksmith. About nine months into his new job as an HR Generalist, Max’s boss arranged a one-week team-building event for the team. Max and his five attractive, female co-workers boarded the plane for Sheridan, Wyoming, and then things went sideways.

I'm a prisoner. A pet. A being of supreme power on a leash. Why? Because my arranged mate borrowed my power and nearly killed the House of Gold and Garnets King. Oh, he knew I was innocent. Just like his successor King Kaspian does as well. But that hasn't lessened my sentence; it's simply made my prison cell a little more comfortable. Because instead of bars, I'm stuck in one of the new kings bedrooms. And he's tasked three immensely handsome mercenaries to guard me.

I’m sure if I hadn’t spilled beer all over him and gave a subtle suggestion of where he could shove his best friend’s dick, perhaps we would have started out on a better note. How was I supposed to know that the dude was the captain of Bradford Private’s precious football team? I had just witnessed my boyfriend three inches deep inside some random girl. Surely you can't blame a girl for word vomit after such a traumatic experience.

Romeo: fictional, someone who can fall in love with his whole heart, without a shred of doubt. The thing about fictional characters is just that; they’re not real. That kind of love doesn’t exist outside of the pages of books. At least, that’s what I thought… Until I saw her. And it was like getting shot, like taking a led bullet straight to the heart. It hurt, burned deep in my soul. She isn’t the Juliet to my Romeo. Because she doesn’t simply come from an opposing house.

Five broken alphas. One lost wolf. A fate she never expected. I'd never looked into my past—never tried to discover what awaited me there. Maybe I should have. Mona's arrival brought a whirlwind of possibility, even if her claim seemed impossible. How could I be her daughter? It was a moment of discovery quickly eclipsed by what she needed from me—why she had truly shown up at Silver Falls University.

With Sienna separated from her Soul Bonded alphas, her time is running out. Her body is failing, and she can't survive without them. And after the events of the Bonding Trials, she's on the verge of giving up.

After leaving her cheating fiancé at the altar, all Gabrielle wants is a day alone to reflect on the mistakes she’s made. But when her car breaks down in the small town of Baldwin’s Shore, a day turns into a week, and perhaps—if the goddesses of fate smile kindly—a little longer. But someone from her past has a different plan. Sheriff’s deputy Colt Haines isn’t looking for love, and he definitely isn’t looking for a flighty blonde to move into his spare room and complicate his life. But his young daughter has other ideas.

I may have sold my soul to pass the Luna Trials and earn my place on Mating Season, but I'm going to prove to everyone on this show that I'm not afraid of them. I belong here, and I swear I'll make whoever threatened me pay just as soon as I figure out how to ditch the dangerously sexy Alpha who won't let another male look in my direction. Ranger is a red flag walking. His dark past follows him like shadows. He calls to my beast in a way I can't understand. I know I shouldn't want him. Now, if only my wolf would agree…

I'm the lowest-ranking wolf from a pack that only exists to guard the shifter prison in our territory, but I've been planning my escape for years. I just have to make it through one more heat, then I'm done with this pack and the alpha-holes that run it. Everything changes when my pack gets an invitation to Mating Season, the reality show where Alphas and Lunas from around the country meet to pick their chosen mates. And my Alpha is sending me.

Now it’s more important than ever to watch our backs. Our defenses are down, and the enemy lies in wait, but they can’t break us. I won’t let them. As far as I’m concerned, they can come at me with everything they’ve got because I’m Tanner Morgan, and I’m ready to burn them down.

Infuriating, sexy and seemingly everywhere, Penn Barnett is far too sexy for his own good. It seems like every woman in Rockhead Point has had a taste of the mountain man, and I can definitely see the appeal. When I literally fall into his orbit, he tells me I'm his the moment our eyes meet. But my life is anything but simple, and right now I just don't have the time or energy for another complication in my world no matter how hot he is. Only he isn't prepared to take no for an answer and he's determined to make me his.

When Aiden King asked me out four years ago, I went from mousy librarian to wife of the most wanted bachelor in Montana in four months flat. No longer the nerdy girl from the wrong side of the tracks, I was a CFO’s wife in a mansion by the river—and my husband was the man of my dreams. I almost couldn’t believe my good fortune. Turns out, I shouldn’t have believed it.

Diece is the right-hand man to the most powerful family in the Italian Mafia. He’s ruthless, brutal, and has been tasked with protecting me after I stuck my neck out for his boss. That doesn’t mean I trust him, though. Against my will, Diece whisks me away under the guise of keeping me safe, but I’m not about to exchange one prison for another. When he finds out what I’ve been through at the hands of my previous captor, he begs me to let my guard down. To let him in. But if I do, he’ll find out the truth, and I can’t let that happen.

Hell. Just do your time, they said. It will be easy, they said. What's a hundred years sentenced to prison in Hell? Well, I can tell you, for an Imp like me, it was a pretty long time. Like most Imps, I am a mischievous sort, and that tends to annoy people, said people like the prison guards. Which meant that my time in Hell had just gotten a lot more complicated. I was about to receive the type of punishment no living soul had ever come back from. Not a single one had ever survived.