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Getting pregnant after a one-night stand with my brother’s best friend was never part of the plan. We’re talking about Foster Davis here. Chicago Colts closing pitcher. The broody king of one-word answers. And the man everyone knows keeps one foot out the door. Surprisingly, when two pink lines turn my world upside down, Foster doesn’t run. He steps in, he shows up, and he insists we do this together. Pretending we’re fine is easy. Pretending this is just about the baby? Not so much. Because Foster is gentle when no one’s watching. Because he looks at me like I’m something worth protecting.

Five years ago, Secret Service Agent Gideon James took a bullet to protect me. It haunts me every single day. As the president’s daughter, my life has never truly been my own. But when a traitor in my security detail tries to kidnap me, Mom sends me to Montana—to the one man who’s never failed to keep me safe. These days, Gideon runs an elite security training facility on his family ranch. He’s not exactly thrilled to see me, and his family trusts me even less. But during our intense self-defense sessions, something electric ignites between us.

Being half-human and half-fae had always made Fawn an outsider. Her only saving grace in the Human Kingdom was that she had no fae magic to fear. Until the day it manifested—fragile, flickering, but undeniably there. To humans, that made her dangerous, forcing her family to relocate to one of the four fae kingdoms. Then tragedy stole everything she loved, leaving her hollow. Survival meant numbness, until Dean, the fae king of the Garden Kingdom, claimed she was his fated mate. He shattered her walls and touched the parts of her she thought were dead.

Get in. Get paid. Get the hell out. That’s the plan. Scotland’s rolling hills are calling me home, and this job is just another stop along the way. But being her bodyguard is harder than expected. Keeping tabs on a fiercely independent lass who refuses to follow the rules? Nearly impossible. Then my cold, blackened heart starts to thaw as I watch her dirty little shows. She’s maddening, bratty, and curvy in all the right ways. Ach, what am I doing? And what happens when my compass home begins pointing toward her instead?

I wasn’t the type of woman who indulged in one-night stands, but the irresistible Liam Powers managed to charm me right into his bed—then disappeared before sunrise. I convinced myself the night was nothing more than a reckless lapse in judgment…until he walked into my office weeks later, looking every bit as sexy and confident as I remembered. Only this time, Liam wasn’t just the man who’d wrecked my self-control. He was the wealthy investor interested in saving my family’s struggling tech company.

Obsession was a five-letter word. Ten years in the making. And her name was Emily. But the real question was who was I? When my pretty little pet leaned forward, offered me a view of her cleavage, and tried to make a deal, I said why the hell not? Five days. Thirty minutes. She could ask me anything to her heart’s content. Anything but my name. She had to figure that one out on her own.

I live in a world where women are a commodity. The only value we have is as bargaining chips for men who crave more power. We are to be silent, unseen, to do as we are told. But I don’t want to be anyone's property. I want to be the one in control of my destiny. But my past doesn’t want to forget me and my present wants to consume me. I am the object of desire for three dark and deranged men who show no mercy and know no limitations to their depravity. Three men who will do anything in order to make me theirs. To them I am a commodity. A shiny toy to be encased behind glass.

The first year of college is supposed to be the best time of your life, right? Partying, discovering yourself, getting your heart broken… all that bullcrap. My cousin once told me I had a talent for attracting trouble. And screw me sideways, he was right. Instead of discovering myself, I discovered something much worse. I suck at college. Oh, and I am in love with my rival and former best friend’s boyfriend. I wish I could say that’s the extent of it. But drama and trouble find me everywhere I go. Not only was he my rival and enemy’s boyfriend. He was my stepbrother.

Betrayal hurts worse at the hands of someone you love. I locked my heart up the night my wife was murdered. Now there is only one possessor of a key… my little girl. And that’s how I thought it would stay. Until my beautiful d’yavolitsa turns up covered in blood, begging for my help. She caught me off guard, preyed on my weakness, and set free my caged heart. Now she is mine to keep, cherish, and tear the world down for. Little did I realize, loving this woman would be the end of everything as I know it.

Gabriel Wolfe, the fallen dark angel and club president of the Hounds of Hell MC. His life has been infused with darkness and trauma since the day he was born, forcing more than just desensitization to violence and chaos. Forcing him to crave it to feel stable. Secure. Whole.

It was my time to motherfucking shine. I've always been underestimated. The type of personality I had ensured that. I liked to joke around a lot. Have fun. Make people laugh. Being underestimated kinda came with that territory, and that was okay. I didn't mind. But now, I had the chance to prove myself. To show that I wasn't just the idiot, class clown of the Bratva. To show my true potential. What I was capable of. To show my siblings and my father that I could be depended on by doing the impossible.

Raising my cousin’s three kids wasn’t in my five-year plan. Actually, it wasn’t in any plan. One minute I’m a single labor and delivery nurse living a quiet life and the next, I’m navigating guardianship hearings, meltdowns, and homework I’m pretty sure requires a math degree. Enter Hayes Carlisle. My best friend’s older brother. Chicago Colts newest catcher. And the man I once kissed and immediately pretended I didn’t. So, when the custody battle I’ve been dreading becomes a reality, I shouldn’t be surprised that Hayes swoops in with a wild idea—a fake relationship.

A dark stalker romance with laugh-out-loud banter, high heat, and a love story between a best-selling author and his biggest fan. He’s a writer who’s finally found his muse . . . and he’s never letting her go.

I am the don of our Mafia family. I’m controlling and a ruthless savage, but above all, I’m dominant—inside and outside the bedroom. I’ve spent my entire life using people as I see fit, never keeping a woman around for anything more than to satisfy my needs. They become pets, that way they’re clear on where I stand and they kneel. When my stepson leaves his daughter and grandchild in my care, everything changes in an instant.

Hunted by a stalker, I agree to place myself in the hands of my four protective, demanding bosses. As danger lurks, their possessiveness grows. Every sensual encounter is more intense and explosive than the last. I can’t stop my heart from wanting things I cannot have, like a future with all of them.

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I survived, but at what cost? They aren't going to stop until they get victory and more blood is shed. We're all in danger, fighting to stay on top. The most unlikely alliances are forming. But I guess that's what happens when you anger the masses. It's a tale as old as time — rivals coming together when war is brewing on the horizon. A deadly rival club threatens to bring us all down. But that's not the only problem I have. I have to fight to keep us all together. And that might be the biggest challenge of all.

Finn Summers can't feel fear. This causes Finn to take unnecessary risks—especially when it comes to his favorite sport in the world: Surfing. When Finn hears a rumor about a beach called Leviathans—located in the small town of Stars Cove, California—the promise of twenty-five-foot swells is too exciting for him to pass up. However, Leviathan's beach has a dark history.

The first time I witnessed death was my mother's when I was eight years old. It devastated me. The second was at sixteen when I stumbled on my stepfather's body after he was brutally murdered. That one screwed me up in a different way. Since then, I've kept my shadows at bay, my secrets locked up tight. That is, until Stone Wakefield joins my college hockey team.

In the highly anticipated sequel to The Wolf King, this sizzling romantasy—perfect for fans of enemies to lovers, shifters, forbidden romance, villains you love to hate (or maybe just love!), and werewolves—Aurora is caught between powerful alphas as they fight for the Wolf Throne, all while...

Alison Battaglia, the mafia princess. In stories like mine, the tension usually starts with an arranged marriage set for an alliance, a payment, or simply a duty. Not mine. Marrying a mafia Don seemed like the perfect solution to forget all my problems–getting away, starting fresh, finding my place, trying to forget the man who took a lot more than my virginity three years ago. He was my brother’s best friend, his bodyguard, his second in command. The man who didn’t want me.