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He was a biker, a Nomad at that. They're the worst type of outlaws to fall for. He called me his daydream, and I fell. I promised I wouldn't f--k him, but I lied and then left. I had to. He didn't want kids, and I was carrying his child. Now, I have to go back and can't help but wonder...will he kill me for keeping his son a secret?

Maggie: From the first moment I saw him, I was attracted to him. Even though he was 10 years younger than me, I still fell for his growly, alpha ways. Brewer: I’m a player. Always have been. But when I meet Maggie, she turned me upside down. I want to claim her, make her mine… I just have to convince her she wants the same thing.

I'm a Royal Bastard through and through. Being prez has been my life, and seeing anything other than the club isn't on my to-do list. To my surprise, a sexy diamond appears out of the blue, and I can't seem to stay away or keep my hands to myself. The perfect gem is mine; I know it, and so does she. I'll do whatever I have to so I can keep her.

I once served with her older brother and when she ran into some trouble, she came looking for me. She shows up at the gate to the club begging for my help. Of course, I’m going to help her - I would never turn away a woman in trouble. But with her, its more. I’m going to claim her. Make her mine...and never let her go.

Corruption runs rampant even in a not-so-distant future where the biggest lottery is rigged so that the only winners are rich and white. In a world that has been ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Down on her luck, Karma will be the first Black consort, despite believing that being an alien's whore is only slightly better than being one for humans.

Rancher - Injured, I can’t run my ranch and I can’t ride my bike. The two things I love. And just when I’m at my lowest, I’m sent Zoey. She’s sassy, bossy, and pushes me to my limits. She’s everything I need. Zoey - It’s my job. To help people heal. But when I’m assigned Rancher, I find out that I’m in way over my head. I want to help mend his body...he wants to mend my heart.

An alpha older man, younger curvy woman romance. Lilly: I found my brother, the President of the Exiled Guardians, when I was 18. He wanted me safe and sent me away to college. But now I’m back...and the one man I’ve thought about all these years is still here and I’m pretty sure he’s been waiting for me.

A best friends to lover romance. Willow: I did it. I fell in love with my best friend. Should I mention he’s a player? So, I make a proposition - we be friends with benefits. Surely, it won’t backfire. Rider: I’m in a motorcycle club and my best friend is a girl. She wants to be friends with benefits. I want forever. Somehow, someway, I’m going to convince her how good love can be between friends.

Brick: She saved me in a bar fight. Yep, that’s right. I’m a bad a** biker and a little, bitty woman saved me. When I finally got out of there, I took her with me...even though she didn’t want to go. Now, I have to find a way to keep her.

I knew Erik Chenault was dangerous the moment I saw him. Everything about him should have warned me away, from the scar on his face to the fact that mobsters call him Blade. But I was drawn like a moth to a flame, and I ended up burnt...and blushing, sore, and thoroughly used.

Smoky: I’m a player, and it’s getting old. I’m no longer even tempted by the women at my club. That is, until Harper walks in. Then, I’m thinking about making her my wife. Harper: I just need a job. I don’t need the drama of coming between a man and his girlfriend. I want to save my house and hopefully keep the lights on. However, once Smoky sets his sights on me, he makes my heart race and body tremble.

At last, Ragna is in the possession of Rafe, Karma, and their team! The odds have never been higher as they face the ruthless forces of the Interplanetary Collection and the Queen's Council. Amid the chaos, Karma's estranged father, James Chambers, resurfaces, bringing his deep-seated hatred for alien life but offering an unexpected advantage in their fight. As their enemies unravel from within, pushing the boundaries of their depravity, a groundbreaking revelation threatens to reshape everything they know about Galatian history. Do they dare risk life and limb for an opportunity at normalcy?

In the wake of the catastrophic clash with the Black Masks, Rafe's crew is shattered, separated across continents by loss and betrayal. As war grows closer, old wounds are torn open, and long-buried secrets rise to the surface, threatening to unravel everything they have fought for.

Saint: They call me Saint. But I'm not one. I've always lived life by my rules and my own moral code. What I did may have put me behind bars, but I don't regret it. At least not until I met her. She's the one. And my past is the one thing that may destroy our future. Cat: The MC found me. They gave me a job and I'm under their protection. But right when I start to feel safe again is when I find out there's nothing that can protect my heart.

A botched robbery took my parents, leaving me alone. Well, not entirely alone. My uncle took me in. Enter my Greek God - my uncle’s friend and business partner. Two decades and tons of water separated us. Plus, he’d just lost his wife to his best friend. Not the best time for either of us. Not that time gives a damn when hot wild action is on the table. Muscles upon muscles. Hotter than sin.

Emory Masters has a life she loves, working with her sisters in their tattoo parlor. Helping people find the thing that will allow them to show their artistic side makes her smile. And then, there’s Marcus. A long-standing admiration for one another has turned into something more...maybe, love?

The Queen's fist never fades. Beware the shadows, for they might be Masks. Beneath the reign of the Galatian Queens lies a secret army, veiled in mystery and dread. These assassins, known as the Black Masks, serve a singular, unyielding purpose: to hunt down and annihilate Galatian hybrids—as well as the mothers who bring them into existence. Their ruthlessness is matched only by their anonymity.

Corruption runs rampant even in a not-so-distant future where the biggest lottery is rigged so that the only winners are rich and white. But in a world ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Karma, down on her luck, will become the first Black consort despite her belief that being an alien whore is only marginally better than serving humans.

In a world that has been ravaged by a destructive alien attack, an opportunity for a lifetime of riches in exchange for serving as consort to one of the alien defenders is indeed a great prize. Karma, down on her luck, will become the first Black consort, despite her belief that being an alien whore is only marginally better than serving humans.