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I swore I'd never touch Lainey Daniels. She's my son's ex and too sweet for a man like me. I try my best to resist her, but one night, I give in. I take her to my cabin in the mountains to keep her safe. Now, she's mine, whether she's ready for it or not. I expect her to run, to hate me for the filthy things I want to do to her, but she doesn't. She meets my darkness with a blaze of her own. And I'll burn the whole world down before I lose her.

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… 

What's worse than having a stalker? Being the stalker—and getting caught… Look, I'm not proud of it. Stalking my boss is not something I set out to do. But I've been obsessed with Ransome Rozanov since the day I walked into his office. He's the CEO of Apex Energy, the largest international...

I have a debt to pay. The price? My innocence. The buyers? Three bossy silver fox bikers… 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...

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...

Six months ago, the most dangerous man in New York told me to disappear. So I did. New name. New state. New life in a town so small it doesn't even have a Target. I traded penthouse views for scrubs at a dentist's office and a car old enough to vote. I put Ransome Rozanov behind me, along with...

My baby boy is gone. But with Konstantin by my side, we'll scorch the earth to bring him back. Nothing will stop us. Not the scums who took our son. No one. If they try to, I'll teach them what hell on earth feels like. What happens when they cross the line. All I want is my family back in one...

Read. Sleep. Fall for your enemy. Lilah Owning a spicy romance bookstore was supposed to come with feral readers and a meet-cute or two. Not a billionaire in a three-piece suit trying to bulldoze my business. Lincoln Hanover is everything that's wrong with the world. He's hot, bossy, and far too...

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...

I step under the auction lights… And who do I see? The father of my twins. The man who still haunts my dreams… And now, my husband. My dad auctioned me off to pay his debt. But I never expected my highest bidder would be… him. Konstantin Buryakov. With a body made for war, he's the one who...

The pulled me from the fire. Now they refuse to let me face the aftermath alone. One rescue. One viral video. And now every fire in town seems to follow me. They call me a jinx. So I'm sent to live in the firehouse—with three men sworn to keep me safe… even as their looks promise they want...

He crashed my wedding and kidnapped me. Now he's putting a ring on my finger… And his baby in my belly. Roman Volkov crashed my wedding, threw me over his shoulder, and dragged me out the chapel. Now I'm a prisoner in his gilded cage… And a puppet under his masterful hands. I should run away...

My darkest secret? I let a masked silver fox dominate me… Then he left. I got pregnant. End of story, right? Wrong. Imagine my surprise when I run into him in the delivery room, ready to bring our baby into the world... But Luca is the devil in scrubs. He's a mafia don with many enemies...

I'm a man who knows what he wants, and I knew within minutes of meeting Darcy that I wanted her. She's the real-life version of my dream girl. So what if she's married to a former friend? He certainly doesn't deserve her. But I do. Nothing can stop me from claiming not only her, but also six-week-old Owen. In exchange for a debt, her husband agrees to skip town and never return, allowing Darcy to start rebuilding the life her husband destroyed… one with me by her side.

Overnight, my casual hookup turns into a psycho who leaves me battered and bruised. With no money, my nightmare gets worse when he burns my home and everything I own to the ground. So, I do what any scared, self-respecting Omega does, and run. Hiding in a new city with a fresh approach to staying alive, I keep my head down until I get caught in a crossfire. When I choose to play Good Samaritan to one man over the other, I stumble into their world.

I've always been a freak in a mask. A cold-hearted psycho. Not fit for polite society. But not in her eyes. My stepsister, Shiloh, is everything I'm not. Kind. Sweet. Innocent. She took one look at me and saw someone worth saving. So, when she was assaulted and justice wasn't served, I took care of it. I became justice. That earned me eleven years in a psychiatric hospital. Everyone thought I'd be there for life. They were wrong. Now that I'm out, I want revenge. I'm going to destroy everyone who dared to hurt my girl while I was gone. But not before I'm taking what's mine, and that's Shiloh.

Scorch marks blacken the wireframe dungeon, and the smell of burnt meat hangs in the air. Iarumas’s party stumbles upon a corpse, more charcoal than flesh, and Raraja insists on dragging it out. Murmur—Chant—Pray—Invoke. A largeframed girl named Berkanan gulps the fresh air of her second...

I wasn't born a serial killer. The horror of my past made me what I am today. But I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. Because only one thing gives me respite from my panic attacks. Murder. I used to have a broody protector that kept my demons at bay. His darkness rivaled my own, and he was my everything. Tragedy tore us apart when we were eighteen. And since then, he's stayed away. Not too far, though.

Pain was the only constant in my life. 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...

I've been here from the start—watching, waiting, and breathing in the fear that clings to her skin. She prays to a god that doesn't listen, locks doors that don't keep me out, and walks through a world that I've already carved her name into. She thinks she's alone. She isn't. I live in the shadows, in the walls, beneath her feet. I sleep under her bed. I steal the scent of her skin from the clothes she sets aside. I keep her safe, even as I pull the strings that unravel her sanity, thread by thread. She calls me a demon. A nightmare. A Hellkeeper.