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Angela: I know fear well. It’s had me looking over my shoulder since the day I ran from The Pack, Nevada’s most dangerous werewolf motorcycle gang. I’ve had seven years to build a life and my tattoo parlor with the help of my best artist, Jack. But I’m living on borrowed time. My ex-boyfriend may still be in prison, but that won’t stop him from getting what he wants—our son.

I always knew getting involved with a billionaire dragon-shifter would eventually involve broken hearts. I just didn’t know that I would be the one doing the breaking. My family’s secrets are devastating, dangerous—especially for a dragon. To keep him safe, I have to destroy us, but that will destroy me. I don’t want him to save me. I can’t have him save me. But he will save me. Because that’s who he is. My dragon mate.

It was a heat-of-the-moment agreement scribbled onto the back of a crinkled gas station receipt nine years ago. "If neither of us is married by age 30, we'll marry each other." Haha! So funny! Cash moved to a city 500 miles away, built his billion-dollar empire, and made a name for himself. Me? I stayed in our gossipy hometown, working a simple job and living a simple life. And we never discussed the marriage pact again. But I just turned the big three-oh, and Cash showed up at my door in the middle of a freaking rainstorm.

It's a bad idea to hook up with the three guys next door. No matter how tall, handsome, and charismatic they might be. But when I move in next to Aiden, Sebastian, and Dante? Nobody's willpower is that strong. The three Romeos travel for work, which means one of them is always out of town. Sharing me is the perfect solution. Although Dante's a lot more possessive than the other two… We spend our days playing pickleball and our nights having a different kind of rough, sweaty fun. Can the four of us keep it casual, like we agreed?

One dead millionaire. Three potential inheritors. And a crazy inheritance game to decide who wins everything.

I was only venting about my career problems at the gym. I never expected the two hot military guys in the squat rack to overhear. And I definitely didn’t expect them to offer me a solution.

Kenna Murillo’s biggest concern should be passing organic chemistry—not the dragon shifter who crashes into her life, furious, half-feral, and swearing she belongs to him. But Tarian has spent centuries imprisoned, cursed to live without the one soul who was always meant to be his. Now he’s free—and so is she. Only, the ones who killed her previous incarnations? They never stopped hunting. And this time, they don’t just want her dead. They want to unmake her. Kenna can deny the past. She can fight the pull between them. She can run.

I’m a Nightmare, a creature that feeds on fear, and I’m capable of boundless cruelty—which is why my services come at a steep price: the life of the person who hired me. As such, the only people who hire me on are those brought to me by fate, like Mina, a woman so desperate for revenge that she’s willing to spend her own life to get it. I don’t usually care why I’m hired. Human affairs don’t matter to me. Food is food, and a job is a job. Mina’s enemies will get what they deserve—and I’ll get what’s mine. Her beating heart.

Aceon doesn’t care for holidays—or humans. As a satyr bodyguard, his job is to keep his clients alive and his emotions out of the equation. But Satin, a blind sculptor with a biting wit and a deadly secret, isn’t like any client he’s ever had.

Shared by a professor, a football player, and an engineer? I never thought grad school would be so much fun.

My best friend's older brother. Melter of ovaries. Destroyer of panties. And suddenly...a single dad. Guys like Jasper—I bet you know the type. The chiseled arms. The wavy hair. The melt-your-brain-cells smile. Good thing I'm a smart girl—Honey Hill's former child prodigy, to be precise. I should know better than to fall for this playboy's charm. Here's the thing, though. The man is an expert at solving my problems, and he always knows how to make me laugh. And those hands... Those big, rough mechanic hands... Oh, damn. What's that I just said about resisting his charm? Never mind.

Tank, the newly appointed president of the Gold Vipers, has one mission - to find the woman responsible for murdering a club member in cold blood. Female or not, he's out for vengeance and will stop at nothing to get his hands on the killer.

For my senior year of college, I’m renting a bedroom in a house with three other girls. So it’s a huge shock when I move in and discover...that my roommates are three swoony guys. As if that wasn’t bad enough: I almost hooked up with two of them last night.

When these guys showed up to board their dogs, I thought they were just a trio of extremely handsome men. I definitely didn’t know they were the three most famous athletes in St. Louis. Christian, the stoic, broad-shouldered quarterback who oozes leadership and confident charm from every pore. Braden, the blond wide receiver who’s extremely cocky—when he’s not being a mischievous goofball. Logan, known as the Toronto Terror, the hockey left wing who growls more than he speaks and has a habit of picking fights on—and off—the ice.

OnlyFans was just a steamy side-hustle to earn some extra cash. Once I saved up enough money for a house, I was going to put away my webcam for good. But when my boss Michael Bauer stumbled upon my page after a bachelor party? He became my biggest fan.

My yearly gift-wrapping fundraiser gets a lot of volunteers. But I’ve never had helpers like these three guys. Riley, Harper, and Logan are rangers for the National Parks Service. They’re as charismatic as they are handsome. And they’ve got their eyes on me. We’re getting hot and heavy during the holidays. Wrapping gifts and unwrapping each other. And when Harper uncovers a major problem with my charity’s finances? I’m going to need all the help I can get.

Austen's always wondered about the words on his wrist, "my sun still sets without you, like nothing ever happened." Sam's wondered the same, with "so keep out of my room because I've seen enough of you today" grazing his. All it takes is a complicated relationship and an argument for the two to figure out that they were born for each other.

Everything is going great with my three suitors until Luke hooks me up with a flight attendant gig for a private airline. And although the money is very good, not everything is what it seems. Especially when we begin flying some awfully suspicious routes to Mexico… Can we figure out what’s happening on these private flights? Or will my curiosity send all four of us into a nosedive?

I can't stand Clinton Alvarez. My life was meticulously organized, painstakingly structured, and impeccably sanitary...until he rolled into town with his bad manners, his short temper, and his cocky smirk. Now, he's opened up his grungy barbershop right next door to my pristine cupcake shop, bringing along his clientele of sketchy, leather-loving motorcycle guys with broken noses. He's infuriating. Having him around brings out the worst in me. All of a sudden, I'm acting on impulse.

Once upon a time, Davis Westbrook was my small-town fairytale. We fell in love at 16. Married at 21. High school sweethearts destined for forever. Then, in one cruel moment, fate stormed in, knocked over our white picket fence, and stole our happy ever after. Davis and I moved on with separate lives. I run the local veterinary clinic. He is Honey Hill's hot-as-hell chief deputy sheriff. And we're nothing but cordial exes, politely keeping our distance around town.