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I thought I was done. But there's always another Hunt.

Once upon a time, I agreed to be hunted by the Blackwell Butchers.

I built my empire on control. My fists in the ring. My brothers at my back. And my rules that keep the vultures from circling. Then, Violet Reeves demands I return the money her father handed over after losing a bet. Trouble is, I’m not running a charity, so I tell her no... And gain an enemy in the process. All it takes is one exception and my business fails. However, the last thing I expect is to see Violet participate in an underground tournament in hopes of earning back her money. And the more she inserts herself into my world, the more I want to keep her here.

Raven Kennedy’s Gild meets Jennifer L. Armentrout’s From Blood and Ash in this dark and riveting romantasy following a bastard princess caught up in the revenge of gods, the first book in a trilogy about survival, obsession, and the quiet fury of a woman who won’t be forgotten. A marriage...

I can't outrun him. He's fast, he's ruthless, and if he hadn't drugged me and dragged me off to this godforsaken "Wonder" land, I might find his platinum hair and striking rose gold eyes attractive. But here, the only wonder I've been finding is in the gaze of these beautiful men as they watch me run. Never do they try and help. No one wants to risk the wrath of Coello, the vicious White Rabbit himself.

Carter McCord is everything I shouldn’t want. Fifteen years younger, he’s too cocky, too good-looking, and a playboy notorious for leaving broken hearts and wreckage in his wake. To make matters worse, he’s my competition. As an executive at my company’s top rival, the young hotshot is strictly off limits both professionally and personally. I’ve got a career to protect and a teenage daughter to raise. The last thing I need is the kind of man who makes women beg. But Carter isn’t interested in keeping it casual. The way he touches me, the way he needs me—it’s more than sex. It’s obsession.

I consent to be hunted. I consent to be stripped. I consent to be marked. I consent to be owned. These are the things I agree to when I sign up for the Hunt in the tunnels under Blackwell Falls. But none of that prepares me to be hunted by the three masked men known as the Blackwell Butchers. They’re huge. Inked. Deadly. And they’ve claimed me as their prey. But desperate times call for desperate measures, and I’m in dire need of desperate measures — namely someone to take out the man responsible for my sister’s murder. Now all I have to do is avoid being caught by the Butchers.

Buried six feet under, I gasp for air. My grave fills with dirt, every minute bringing me closer to my last. My only hope of surviving is the men fighting to find me. Fuelled by secret attraction and bitter jealousy, Hawk and Chaos hate each other more than ever. Their feud needs to end if they’re going to find me in time. Meanwhile, Grayson’s job drags him deeper into the world of psychopaths and murderers, the men in his life only increasing the danger in mine.

Getting locked in an escape room with three sexy Alphas as Lila goes into heat wasn't on her new single life to-do list, but who is she to tell the universe no? Lila was thinking more along the lines of solo adventures, and trying things she's never been brave enough to do before, not scent-marking the Alpha she crushed on in college in the bathroom of her ex's apartment as he helps her loosen up. She's an Omega that's sick of denying her instincts. They're Alphas that want an Omega to cherish.

Sable wasn't planning to return to the small town she grew up in, but now that she's back, the men she thought she left in her past all want a second chance. Colter was her first kiss, and the only alpha to ever reject her. Rhian, the small town omega prince charming that she could never call hers. And Taron, the bad boy alpha that showed her how to feel alive and vowed to be better, just for a chance to be hers. But that was six years ago. Surely they haven't waited for her all this time?

Three to Fall is an adult, why choose romance, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. This book contains romantic suspense and dark themes that may trigger some listeners. It is the final book in a now complete trilogy. Start the series with Wife Number One, and Torn in Two.

Wherever I am, I'm the biggest guy in the room. People don't just gawk when they see me. They keep their distance, which is fine by me. Why do you think I bought a fixer-upper in the country? I don't mind the manual labor, just like I don't mind the solitude. I've got my own business and projects, and no room for anything—or anyone—else. That is, until an angel shows up on my doorstep, clutching a month-old advert touting a room for rent in my house.

Wren Ballard is trying to find herself. She never expected to be divorced at twenty-seven, but now that the court date has passed, it's official. The paperwork is final. Her feelings on it aren't. Spending the summer in a small mountain town outside Seattle is exactly what she needs. The peaceful scenery is a given, the cat with the croaky meow is a surprise, but the real kicker? A broody neighbor with nice arms, a strange reputation, and absolutely no interest in her.

The other women watch me with envy, but they know nothing of the beatings and punishments I endure. He hides them with a veil. One I must wear until I give him a son. But when I fail, he threatens the only good things in my life. My sister, Alice, and the daughter he ripped from my arms for another family to raise. I thought running back to Saint View would save us. I thought wrong. Now my sister is dead, left strangled in an alleyway, and my ex-husband isn’t the only suspect.

I never claimed to be a saint. But it wasn't until I found myself in cuffs that I learned the damage I was capable of. The only sunshine on those gray prison days came in the form of letters from a hopeful teenager with a quick wit. But the letters weren't addressed to me. They were meant for my bastard cellmate, who'd sooner toss them on the floor with the rest of his trash. So, I picked them up, read them, and wrote back, signing each letter, Love, Dad.

My car broke down in front of a grumpy bear shifter's cabin in the middle of nowhere. He just happens to be my older brother's best friend, and the last person I'd ever want to be trapped with. But it started snowing. And considering my fiancé is hot on my heels, hiding out with the grizzly seems like a better option than risking my life to get away in the middle of a storm. When his beast goes insane and bites me in an attempt to claim me as his mate, crap hits the fan fast. We have to fight our urges to finish the bond he started between us, or we risk connecting ourselves permanently.

Healing takes time. Whether it's a broken bone or a laceration, patience is potent medicine. The same goes for relationships. I moved back to town hoping to patch things up with my son. Imagine my surprise when I meet his gorgeous best friend on the exam table at my OB/GYN office, hell-bent on ditching her V-card as quickly as possible. That's not going to happen.

Moving from New York City to Dryden Bay isn’t exactly the senior year Kai Evans has in mind—until he meets the girl next door with the unforgettable blue eyes. Kate has no trouble rejecting him. There isn’t anything he wouldn’t do to make her smile. But that smile isn’t meant for him, and her best friend keeps getting in the way. In the game of love and friendship, staking your claim was never more tricky. Dibs is the first book in the hilariously fun Dryden High Sweet Series by Randi Rigby.

Since high school, I’ve rebuilt myself, free from the torment of my three ex-bullies. But when Thorne, cold and unapologetic, lands in my checkout line, I know my past isn’t done with me yet. One by one, the Iron Triad—Thorne, Ryder, and Blaze—crash back into my life, staking their old claim on me with the kind of intensity that sends a warning and a thrill down my spine.

All my life, my parents bounced around hippie communes, dragging me along for the shroom-fueled ride. When they announced we were moving again, I expected more of the same—group cabins, rundown shacks, or flimsy yurts. But Eternal Sun was nothing like the other places. It was a dream come true. Until that dream plummeted into a nightmare. When the leader of the luxurious wellness center shared where I fit into his prophecy, I was forced to run away from everything I knew and loved—including my parents.