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After two years of culinary grind, I was about to land my dream job. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could dampen my spirits. Or so I thought... until fate decided to hit me with a dirty little plot twist. My cozy, one-bedroom cabin rental is double-booked. With whom, you ask? None other than my ex, the NHL star with a knack for making headlines from his off-field conquests since we called it quits.

Imagine my surprise when I got a phone call demanding to know who TF I was without so much as a hello. I hung up on the prick. A second later a woman called apologizing for him and explaining that my father was in an accident. Problem is, I've never met the man. Not only do I not know him, but I have a half-brother to boot, who is insistent that I come at once. Hopefully, the prick isn't there when I arrive. That is if I go, I haven't decided yet.

Our plan? Fake an engagement, have a showy wedding, solve our little problems, then amicably split. It's simple: I keep my B&B, and he shows his team he's serious about cleaning up his act. Perfect, right? But Jake doesn't know how to do things by halves.

I'm a matchmaker for New York's elite. But my own love life is a complete disaster. I go on a blind date, expecting to meet a stranger. But instead, I'm locking eyes with Adrian Stone—my dad's best friend. The silver fox single dad I've fantasized about for years. We're both hiding behind fake names. Is he pretending not to recognize me, too? Either way, I play along. And that night, I did something I shouldn't have. Several times—if you know what I mean. He doesn't ever have to find out who I really am, right? Wrong.

Rowan doesn't just work with machines—she hears them. The hum of engines, the whisper of gears and wires—they speak to her through the magic that flows from her mech hand. Whether she's fine-tuning the colossal automaton that protects New Torwood City or toiling in her workshop, being a mechanic is the only life she truly enjoys. But the Regent's Council wants more. They demand a princess who will embrace the pomp and ceremony of royal duty, not a tinker with oil-stained hands.

Renzo Lombardi, the notoriously ruthless leader of an organized crime family, sees the chance to end the feud with his rivals, the Costa family, demanding a ceasefire in the form of a marriage contract. Lore Costa, the shy, sweet princess of the Costa family, goes against her family's wishes and finds herself thrust into a new world when she agrees to marry Renzo, her secret infatuation.

I broke the code—touched my best friend's sister. Broke her heart—left her behind with my baby. Broke myself—became the monster I swore I'd never be. Six months in Russian hell turned me into Shakal. The Jackal. The one who laughs while bones snap. The one who kills for the Bratva crest on his chest. My dying best friend made me swear: Protect Vanya. Blood oath sealed in his last breath. Now she owns my nights. And I own the secret she's hiding.

He's my scorching hot boss, old enough to be my father. Problem is—I'm saving myself for marriage... So what do I do? I accidentally marry him. That night, he took me to heights of earth-shattering pleasure I never imagined. But as the champagne buzz fades, we're hit with the gut-wrenching realization of our epic mistake. Two opposites with no future, right? So I thought.

It all started with the usual badgering phone call from my mother that had me spouting out the lie that I'd be bringing my boyfriend to my cousin's wedding. Only problem? I'm very much single. Roman Stone is the man I'd heard so much about but never met. Until he carries a bag of flour into my bakery. The size of a refrigerator, with tattoos and muscles to spare, he is something straight out of my fantasies. Add in his adorable pink puff of a daughter, and I'm smitten. Which is why I blurt out a request for him to attend the wedding with me.

They were right. The stronger our bonds grow; the closer evil gets. I've fallen for a charming Fae, protective Warlock, and a tempting Demon, all with sculpted bodies made for sin. Our bonds are only the beginning.

The blizzard wasn't just snow—it was fate trapping me with Alessandro Diamante. The most dangerous man in Italy. Thirteen years my senior, with hands that knew exactly how to make me surrender. I came to his mountain fortress hunting evidence that he murdered my brother. I stayed because his touch became my darkest addiction.

As a part-time librarian, I cherish the peace of old books, trying to bury a past I'd rather forget. But that peacefulness was shattered one morning with a violent struggle on my porch. I watched in horror as one man ended up dead. Panicked, I fled to the only sanctuary I knew: the newly appointed Captain of the Irish Mafia. I'm just terrified of what he will do when he finds out the truth about who I really am.

Nikki didn't want to be at the stupid Devil's Beasts MC clubhouse. Growing up with a mother who had a revolving door of men or clients, she wasn't into the party mood. However, she was not going to let her best friend down. She was there in case her friend needed a ride. That was the day she met him. Hawk loved women. He enjoyed many a variety and was not the settling-down type. When a young brunette walked into his domain, he knew he should have steered clear. He couldn't get her out of his head. She was not like any other woman.

Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life. I’ll have my daughter back in my arms, and we can start over. Spoiler alert: Tomorrow never comes. At midnight, there’s a tap on my window. And who should burst in but the devil himself? Isaak Vorobev never intended to let me go. He made me his fake wife. He made me his Bratva queen. Now, he has one more request…. And this time, he won’t take no for an answer.

It's the first look on my wedding day. I turn...but my husband isn't there. Instead, I see the stranger who ruined my life.

Dav, with his gregarious charm and flirtatious disposition, hides a secret darkness that few ever glimpse. Despite his relentless advances, Cinna, strong-willed and fiercely independent, keeps him at arm's length, determined to prove herself an equal in a male-dominated world. One night, Cinna's resolve is fractured when she is brutally attacked, leaving her shattered. Desperate to maintain her hard-earned respect amongst her family, she seeks out Dav, the only person she feels she can trust, begging for his help and swearing him to secrecy.

After years of adoration and love—and lots of intimacy—my guys have a special holiday request. A little fae baby. Like a fool, I agree, but there’s no way I can choose who gets to be the father. So, my guys have come up with a solution. A series of trials will determine who’ll do the deed; namely, one in the bedroom that has me questioning if my lady parts are really up for this. Right now? Yeah, I can’t feel my legs.

The darkness is coming for Annwyn. Veyka Pendragon must stand with her friends spread across the realms, her mate lost to her, her heart in shreds.

A DragonKin crosses the border and arrives at my village to claim me, its terrible teeth and claws promising a painful death. I’m carried away from my home, from the people who willingly gave me up to fulfill the Bargain, from my mother. I somehow survive the journey, only to find that the DragonKin are more than primal beasts that rule the skies. They’re men, too, of a sort, and I’m captive to the most vicious one of all—Vander, the crown prince.

I ran from the altar only to land in the arms… ahem… bed of my ridiculously hot ex. Now he's a crazy rich single dad, and the reason for my baby bump. That night, I entered the bar looking like a runaway bride cliché with only five bucks stuffed in my bra. "You look like you need a drink," Oliver says in a voice deeper and huskier than I remember. A few shots later, and all I want is his body driving me wild like only he can. The next morning, as the haze lifts, I remember the shocking reason we broke up all those years ago and why it could never work between us.