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My daddy taught me better. I should've known not to drink too much tequila… And sext all three of his hot-as-sin best friends. But Alto, the very bossy VP, makes my heart race faster than his bike. And Colt is a walking, talking wet dream. One look from his smoldering green eyes sets my panties on fire. Then there's Bane… He won't open up about his past, but I just want to suck the scars off his lips. Waking up sandwiched between the three of them is a fantasy come true. But all hell will break loose once Daddy finds out his angel is getting passed around by his biker buddies…

Her letters saved them. Now they'll destroy everything to save her. Wren My brother says he only wants what's best for me. He says the world is dangerous. That I'm safer at home. That he'll teach me everything I need to know. I believed him. Until the day I found a letter that changed everything...

He shouldn't have been here. His name wasn't on the guest list. It was unfair how devastatingly hot Travis Carlyle looked in that tux. The press dubbed him the Lion of Lower Manhattan, but Lucifer of Lower Manhattan was more like it. He was the sworn enemy of my entire family. My father would have a heart attack if he knew I was even the same room as Travis Carlyle. I would have left except I was the maid of honor.

My obsession with Sage Everett runs deeper and darker than the water of Black River—the boundary that divides our land. I’ve spent years watching the girl next door from beneath the brim of my cowboy hat. Tragedy and family feuds separate us, so I’ve kept my presence in her life unknown. Until her monsters creep out of the shadows. My wildflower seeks a savior, and all this gambler needed was a reason. And that’s how I end up with blood on my hands for the girl tangled up in my heart.

Love? Loyalty? Protection? Just whispers of hope, I stopped listening to. The Cold Moon Pack made sure of it—breaking me piece by piece, stripping away every part of who I was. Until they crashed into my world. Uninvited. Unapologetic. Impossible to stop. Three dangerously possessive wolf shifters who I never expected to notice me at all. One with golden eyes who watches me like I already belong to him. One with a sharp tongue and a sunshine grin that hides a storm of violence. And one tattooed in shadows, whose darkness calls to something fractured—and burning—inside me.

In the twisted halls of Wicked Academy's second year, nothing is as it seems. Surviving Year One was just the beginning. Now in the Faerie realm, where time bends and memories fade like morning mist, I discover the true meaning of wickedness. With each passing hour, the line between ally and enemy blurs beyond recognition. The bonds I forged with my three paranormal princes crack beneath the weight of unspoken truths.

No warning. No explanation. Few survivors. Now we're all trying to get by as society collapses around us. Survival is a battle and it's getting worse every day. Food is scarce and the shelves are all bare. Finding medication for my little brother is impossible, and my desperation is growing as my options narrow.

My momma died when I was young, and as for my dad… well, I'd be better off without him. But now that he owes the Bratva, they kidnap me and say I have to pay Daddy's debts with my freaking V-card. I don't have much hope left… not until I meet three of the highest bidders at my auction.

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas… Until you wake up married to three dangerous silver fox bikers. My fiancé dumped me during my bachelorette party. So when three hot bikers offer to make me forget, I did what anyone would do—I rode them until sunrise. They gave me the wildest ride of my life. And forget I did. In fact, I have absolutely no memory of last night. All I know is I drunk-married three bikers twice my age.

I never thought I'd willingly walk into the dragon's den, but here I am—Gwenivere, the only girl stupid enough to infiltrate the infamous Wicked Academy. Oh, and did I mention I'm a hybrid? Part vampire, part witch, and now, part boy... at least as far as anyone here knows. Infiltrating the all-male Wicked Academy wasn't my smartest move. I thought I was prepared for anything. Turns out, I wasn't ready for the vicious bullying, the cutthroat classes, or the three devastatingly handsome paranormal princes who've made tormenting me their new favorite hobby.

I thought I was a fake, a spiritual guide doling out nothing more than a placebo effect to the pack. Turns out I'm more legitimate than anyone realizes—and more deadly. It doesn't matter whether I'm the real thing or not, whether the pack has accepted me or not, because Duncan's mate never will and she's in charge. As long as he still wants me in his bed, she'll want me in a grave.

Since most of the world died on Death Day, I've been on the move with my little brother, trying to find a safe haven. The constant fight for our survival is wearing me down to nothing, as my walls grow higher with each new betrayal. Most days, it takes everything I have to keep it together. So when I finally get to Kicks' pack in Arkansas, the place seems too good to be true. Kicks seems too good to be true. Just when I'm on the verge of accepting that I've found somewhere safe for us, I realize there's one last threat that can't be fixed: me.

All words that describe blondes in Novum. All words that Ash despises almost as much as she hates her hair. An unknown virus ripped apart civilization and destroyed millions of lives, leaving few light-haired people in its wake. Years later, life has regressed back to primitive methods of survival in tiny towns like Cedar Hill in the country of Novum. After being abandoned by her parents as a child, Ash was adopted by Nan and Pop.

In Year Four of Wicked Academy, death is no longer a threat—it is a language. Gwenivere survived the Infernal Realm. Survived the throne. Dared to survive herself. But rebirth leaves scars. The fire that judged her in Year Three did not fade—it branded her. The crown remembers her name. The realm still whispers. And the truth she uncovered has torn her in two. Because Gwen is not alone within her own soul. Gabriel lives beneath her skin. Twin. Heir. Shadow. Two destinies bound inside one body—one forged in rebellion, the other born to rule.

Surviving year two left more than scars. It awakened something ancient within me—something the academy can no longer ignore. Now cast into a realm of ash and bone, where the dead walk and the living bleed magic to survive, I find myself not just battling beasts and illusions, but the shadows of my own bloodline. The throne I never wanted whispers my name in every flame. And I'm no longer sure the glamour I wear is hiding me…or holding me back.

When my ex left me at the altar a year ago, I wanted to curl up and disappear. I'd saved myself for that jerk—only to be betrayed. Time to ditch the good girl act. I strap on my highest heels and go out to find a man. But instead of finding one man, I find three—my best friend's brothers and their hockey coach. And they all want only me.

My friends are falling like bugs in a flea bath. One by one, they’ve wifed up and— while I love their partners, consider them sisters— I’m not ready for the responsibility being in a relationship comes with. It’s my senior year! That means girls and games on repeat. I’m not expecting the outgoing blonde bombshell from the bar to be anything more. Funny that…

Obsessed Fox is a small town romantic suspense with a hilarious silver fox hero and a woman living a fake life. One act of self defense and one set of fingerprints was about to ruin everything I worked so hard for. I was a murderer. A woman on the run living under a false name. Willow Creek was supposed to be the perfect place to hide out. A town with the lowest crime rate in the country. Until it wasn’t. Now the Sheriff had my fingerprints and the name I gave them wouldn’t match the one they found. It was time to move on. Unfortunately, Hendrix didn’t agree with me.

Lily drinks too much and maybe has a little too much fun between hanging out with her best friend and killing paranormal bad guys. At least that's what people tell her in their most disappointed voices, usually while staring down their noses at her. But doesn't a girl deserves a break when she's trying to keep a dangerous secret hidden from everyone around her? A secret that would get her killed if anyone found out. You know, the fact that she’s a demon, working as a demon hunter, pretending to be human?

The darkness within me grows stronger every day, threatening to consume the person I once was. I crave the company of Kicks and the others I love—and yet fear to let them close to the monster I am becoming. So when Death calls in her bargain and tells me to go to Scotland, I'm eager to end the debt I owe her. But her vengeance is sure to bring more pain and heartache. Instead of the healing I seek, I'll surely form more enemies and dole out more death. The end of this bargain might destroy any hope of a new beginning…