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Newcomers to the PTP ranch, beta Lars and omega Sven try to keep their relationship secret. Sweet Sven settles in quickly, but Lars’s bratty behavior is not making him friends, especially with alpha Grayson, a man 20 years his senior. When Sven’s heat is coming and he needs an alpha, it’s Grayson he trusts, and Lars has to swallow his pride…amongst other things. Grayson sees through him and figures out what Lars really craves. But what alpha would want two boys? Can Grayson be the Daddy these two need?

Ever since I was a child, my father taught me to fear the elven kingdom that borders our lands. A place of twilight and falling leaves, the Autumn Court is rumored to be beautiful and deadly. No one knows what kind of creatures live in the thick, undying forests. No one knows what haunts the shadows. But now those shadows have a name. And they’ve come for me.

Beware of what you wish for; it might just come true. Train swore never to let a woman get under his skin unless it meant forever, and forever only meant belonging to the Last Riders. He had believed his one brief sexual encounter with Killyama was a "hit it and quit it". Instead her green eyes haunted his memories.

Mary never thought an afternoon at the library would change her life—until a quiet stranger sparks her fascination. The circumstances that led her to the library hardly matter (though they might involve the sudden but expected demise of an overweight dachshund). As someone who spends her days wiping sticky fingerprints and suspiciously urine-coloured spills from indoor playground equipment, Mary never expected to become her workplace's reluctant carbon monoxide safety expert. But saying "no" has always been her weakness, especially when someone needs help.

Em has lived her entire life in the shadow of the Reapers. Her overprotective father, Picnic, is the club's president. The last time she had a boyfriend, Picnic shot him. Now the men in her life are far more interested in keeping her daddy happy than showing her a good time. Then she meets a handsome stranger - a man who isn't afraid to treat her like a real woman. One who isn't afraid of her father. His name is Liam, and he's The One. Or so she thinks.

When I went to my neighbor's apartment to investigate strange sounds, I never expected to fall through a portal into another world. Yet here I am, a stranger in an even stranger land...and I'm stranded. In this world, might makes right, men carry swords, and gods walk the earth. Within minutes of arriving, I'm enslaved. The one person that might be able to help me is also the one person I want to throttle most. Aron, Lord of Storms, Butcher God of Battle, is my new companion. Or rather, I'm his.

Her car disabled during a tropical storm, Jessica Randall discovers the isolated house where she's sheltering is a private bondage club. At first shocked, she soon becomes aroused watching the interactions between the Doms and their subs. But she's a professional woman - an accountant - and surely isn't a submissive... is she?

Skye Copeland is on paid leave from her broadcasting job after accidentally drawing a pecker on the traffic map. Like it's her fault the traffic pattern that day created a perfect schlong? Skye isn't laughing. She needs this job. And that's the only reason she's agreed to chase down a story in her least favorite place - that hell on earth known as Vermont. Skye can sneak into the town that once tried to break her, get the story and get back into the good graces of her producer. Easy peasy. Except things go sideways even as she sets foot over the county line.

It was supposed to be simple. All Navy SEAL Nathan Malone had to do was rescue three young girls from a Colombian drug cartel, then allow himself to be captured just long enough to draw out a government spy. That was before his mission went disastrously wrong… and before his wife, Bella, was told that Nathan was never coming home. Bella’s mourned her husband’s death for three long years, having no idea that he was still alive....

My life was perfectly fine. Well, at least up until the night I found out my boyfriend was sleeping with half the damn town. With nowhere to go, I holed up in a motel with whatever I could fit in my car. But not even twenty-four hours after moving into said shit hole, a burly stranger breaks in wearing a skeleton mask. It couldn't get any worse, right? Wrong. Because now this masked man is demanding I move in with him until he gets what he wants—and the thing about cowboys and ranchers? They never back down from a challenge.

What I've Tasted of Desire is a terrifying companion novel to Those Who Favor Fire. Listeners should take note of graphic and heinous content and are encouraged to listen to the full list of trigger warnings in the book's foreword. This title is intended for listeners 18 years and older. Discretion is advised.

I was born a monster. Cruelty ran in my veins like poison. Raised to break others. When Aria was given to me in marriage, everyone waited with baited breath to see how fast I’d break her like my father broke his women. Breaking her would have taken little effort. It came naturally to me. I was gladly the monster everyone feared. Until her.

Rae: Blood Day - the culmination of my training. The day I find out my fate. I will not cry. I will not beg. I will remain calm. Emotions are for the weak, and I am not weak. My name is Rae and I will survive this. But I never expected him to call my name. Kylan: Someone wants to frame me for immortal insanity? Be my guest, darling. I'll just pick a fighter as my bait, a consort with a hint of defiance. And when the culprit attempts to bite, I'll be the one who bites back. Because no one touches what's mine, including the fiery redhead at my side.

There were rules in the cash-for-beauty game. The money held the power. The beauty followed the rules and jumped through the hoops. The bride. I knew what everyone would think if they knew the truth about my marriage. They'd be shocked and appalled. And rightly so. I was a young, modern, independent woman, and I'd done the unthinkable. I'd sold my virginity to a spoiled rich boy. To a stranger who didn’t love me. And yes, I'd done it all for money.

Number-one New York Times best-selling author J.R. Ward is back with the next sexy supernatural installment in her “delicious, erotic, and thrilling” (Nicole Jordan, New York Times best-selling author) Black Dagger Brotherhood series.

She's one defiant, forbidden, pain in my ass. One I can't touch. One I can’t train. But Vivienne is mine. Body. Soul….

Growing up, we were The Three Musketeers. It was Tyler, Noah, and Scarlett against the world. Best friends and fiercely loyal to each other. Inseparable until we grew apart. And it was all my fault. One night between Noah Milner and me changed everything. The way I saw him. The way I saw her. The way I saw all of us. I would've picked him if he had let me, and now, a decade later, I still want to. Because Noah and I belong together. The problem? I'm married to her.

Join Posy on a wild ride as she meets her mother's side of the family, starts school, makes new friends, plans a surprise for her five alpha mates, and prepares for her first full moon run... which ends in a way no one could ever have imagined.

For years, I've kept his secret. When he called, I answered. When he needed, I gave. Then he went dark. I tracked him on Instagram - like his 16 million other followers. When being on the planet with him, separated by his secrets, felt like torture, I moved on. But Luke McDowell wouldn't let me go. He says he doesn't want me, but we both know that won't hold. By the end of our story, he'll have taken everything. The question is, what will he give?

Bradford (Ford) King was sure he had the rest of his life mapped out. Life was simple, no distractions or complications - at age 46, that's all Ford wanted. What he didn't want was his work partner, sniper/watchman Dana, giving him s--t all the time. Dana Cadby had grown up labeled a roughneck from the wrong side of the tracks. Dana pulled himself up by his own boot straps and made a name for himself in the marksman community. At 33, he was trusted, well-respected by his peers, his bosses, his friends...so why couldn't he earn the same respect from his partner?