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The brutal alpha of our rival Shadow Pack has a reputation for serving up malice and pain. Where he comes from, wolves roam free and lawless. A treaty forged over a hundred years ago is the only thing standing between all-out war between our packs.

Evangelina Jones, the fiercely independent daughter of an NFL legend, is determined to carve her own path running a dessert shop. When her stalkerish ex-boyfriend reappears and threatens to destroy everything she has built, she's forced to turn to her new neighbor for help. Drake Benson is the NHL's golden boy, with a perfect reputation on and off the ice. To an outsider, it might seem that he's got everything one could dream of, but he needs to fill his days during the offseason. When Evangelina knocks on his door with an unexpected request, it offers a welcome break from his solitude.

He's a tattooed, blue-eyed jerk who has no business being a single dad. He's also my next-door neighbor, and after negotiations, my grumpy employer for the summer. I don't put up with cocky males normally, and I certainly won't put up with that man making noise at all hours of the day and night while he builds his glamp-ground. I offer advice, but the stubborn fool just turns his tractor on to drown me out. He returns the favor by pushing my buttons and making me so angry I can't see straight. And I really want to be able to see his gorgeous body in those well-worn jeans and backward hat.

To the rest of the world, he was the little boy who went missing on the Fourth of July. But to Sydney Neville, he was everything. Her heart hasn't been the same since her best friend disappeared, but she's learned to build her life around that missing piece. Twenty-two years later, the last thing Sydney expects is for Oliver Lynch to return. Having been captive underground for decades, he's unfamiliar with the strange new world that awaits him—but he's alive. He's here. And no matter how he's changed, he and Sydney both still feel the connection that runs between them.

Hush, little baby, don't say a word . . . Will Logan choose them? Or will we watch them burn together? It's time to f--k with their minds. It's time to finish it all. It's time to paint it all red . . . Monsters don't usually wish for happily-ever-afters.

Nicole Fox presents Book 1 in the Groza Bratva series.

I didn't expect him. I didn't want to fall in love. But I can't let him go. Logan Bennett makes the world a safer place. He's brilliant. He's a hero. He locks away the sick and depraved. But while he's saving lives, I'm taking them. Collecting the debts that are owed to me. Ten years ago, they took from me. They left me for dead. They should have made sure I stayed dead. Now I'm taking from them. One name at a time.

Logan Bennett makes me want to have a future not tainted by the constant hunger for revenge. Doesn't mean I can stop. Doesn't mean I want to stop. It just means I want more . . . one day. But how do you make a good man love the monster inside you without stripping his soul away as well? He is all the best parts of me right now, resurrecting bits of my heart I forgot could even exist. He makes me feel something other than cold.

To understand the monsters in the world, you have to get inside their heads. It's a dangerous place to be, especially when you start to empathize and lose your own sense of morality. But that's never happened to me . . . I've never felt conflicted on any case. Right is right and wrong is wrong. It's simple. Black and white. There's no such thing as a gray area. But f--k this case. I don't even know what side I'm on anymore. I don't understand how this town can continue to function without breaking under the weight of all the lies they've spun and lived.

I've had tunnel vision for one main goal for so long, that I forgot there was a whole other world just outside. Until Lana. She's everything I never expected, and I love the fact I can never guess her every move or reaction. It's part of the reason I keep falling. But I also know she shuts me out, hides things from me she feels she can't share. One day, I hope she trusts me enough to share. It isn't until my job puts her at risk that I realize just how fierce she is, but it doesn't stop me from doing all I can to protect her.

From the day of my sixteenth birthday, I've known that I, an immortal witch, will one day mate with an immortal wolf shifter. As a Good Witch, it's my duty to smooth a path for the natural order, ensuring that my mating destiny is fulfilled. Only problem? My wolf-mate has a hate-on for witches, and he's not afraid to show it with both teeth and claws. If I'm to guide him down the path of romance, I'll have to convince him not all magical creatures are evil.

I have a secret. I'm gay, and I'm submissive. My family can't ever find out, because if they do, they'll disown me at best. The son of the Winters Gang leader can't be gay... And he definitely can't be in a relationship with Silvano Cresci, the new head of our most hated rival gang. I can't stop thinking about him. I can't stop lusting for him, and the way he made me submit, the way he could get me to the edge with just a few words and touches. I've never met anyone else who could push my buttons so well. But I'm done with him. After he betrayed me, I vowed never to see him ever again.

I came to the Rush Riders Motorcycle Club to help a friend out, get them out of trouble, and before I knew it, I became a member. Fast women, drugs, whiskey, and fights were all things I expected and was ready for. A young woman walking into the club selling drugs wasn't. C was everywhere I didn't want her to be. Her naïve personality was resilient to my asshole attempts to run her off. The next thing I knew, I wanted more than to take her to my bed.

DON’T JUDGE AN ORC BY HIS ACCOLADES Long ago, as the fires of war raged among the twelve races, one name inspired fear and awe in the heart of every orc-Bash. A living legend to his people, Bash has enjoyed many a blood-soaked victory. But this Hero harbors a shameful secret. Though it is the...

I am a prisoner in the place I once called home. Desolate. I am thousands of miles away from my mate. Waiting. Nothing will ever stop me loving my true mate, Phoenix Adair. Nothing. Not even Willow Creek's new alpha, my former best friend, Zade Crawford.

She has no idea who I am. But when her fingers grazed my scar, she didn't flinch at the beast beneath. She's the girl I was born to destroy—the only one who ever looked at me like I was worth saving. The woman who died for me…ten years later. Our surnames split this city for a century. Romeo and Juliet? Only we're not dying for love—we're killing for it. And our story didn't end in death. It started there. I should've stayed away. Instead, I let the devil whisper, "Don't die"—and smiled as I lit the match.

I once fell in love with two people. I was lucky enough they fell in love with me too. Chance Kellerman was the broken boy whose father convinced him he was worthless, and needed to hide his shameful desires. We became friends first, then brothers when we played hockey for the same team. But it was Presley King who brought us even closer. With her we became more. She set us on fire, and we had everything we'd ever wanted. Then she left us.

I’ve been living my best life as Sergeant of Arms for the Serpents of Chaos MC, where women and money come easy. The only woman I've ever loved left me a long time ago. But now she's back, the ghost from my past. Bruised and broken. My butterfly has been keeping secrets from me. It might have been seven years, but one thing hasn’t changed. She’s still mine. And I’ll protect her with everything I have.

Victor promised me that I'd be one of the team. That I'll stand at his side, helping him mastermind my father's demise. I'll direct Saint to finding our enemies, and I'll tell Angelo when to pull the trigger. So why does it feel like they're humoring me? Why is every single victory only followed by another humiliation? I need to prove to them that I'm important to their operation. I need to prove that I'm not expendable.

I left Angelo, Saint, and Victor, only to land squarely in the hands of Emilio Pavone, a man who makes the three of them look like playful puppies. As much as I want to never see them again, I'll need their help if I want to avoid the wedding and free myself and my family. The only problem is I don't know if I can trust them. Angelo still manhandles me, Saint has made it clear he wants me unconscious—and Victor is playing with all of our lives.