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My yearly gift-wrapping fundraiser gets a lot of volunteers. But I’ve never had helpers like these three guys. Riley, Harper, and Logan are rangers for the National Parks Service. They’re as charismatic as they are handsome. And they’ve got their eyes on me. We’re getting hot and heavy during the holidays. Wrapping gifts and unwrapping each other. And when Harper uncovers a major problem with my charity’s finances? I’m going to need all the help I can get.

I’m a Boston police officer struggling to advance. So when a dangerous undercover mission comes my way? I practically pounce at the opportunity. But the men I’m spying on are not what I expected. A pair of chiseled, Irish brothers whose club is a front for illegal activity.

"Come up to my room with me...." The invitation came in a deep, husky voice as I was sobbing into my floral arrangement and consuming all the alcohol during the lowest night of my life. I should have said no. It was wrong to accept the handsome soldier's offer. But I was hurting. I wanted those rough hands and those soft lips and that sculpted body on me. I was never supposed to see him again. But two years later, he's here - in Copper Heights - just as tall, rugged, and charming as the night we met.

Three US Navy SEALs. One lucky nanny. I lied my way into a Lakers suite to get closer to the game. I had no idea I was messing with a bunch of Navy SEALs. But the three gorgeous, powerful men aren't angry. In fact, they want to offer me a job. Rogan, the tall, dark, and handsome commander who goes the extra mile by visiting my hotel and convincing me to take the job. Brady, the Boston goofball whose dirty jokes and naughty smiles send an excited shiver up my spine. Asher, the freckled blond sweetheart who specializes in combat intelligence.

It’s company policy: Don’t sleep with your employees. No matter how handsome and flirty they may be. Yet, when my promotion puts me in charge of the three of them? That policy is going to be hard to follow. Liam, the chestnut-haired boy next door I’ve flirted with for five years and who is, finally, single. Arthur, the suave French accountant who pronounces my name like it’s an expensive wine. Robbie, the bashful computer nerd whose chiseled body and sleeve tattoos hint at something deeper.

Little Cassie Moore was barely able to speak when her hell began. Tortured by a family of abusers, she knew nothing other than a life of terrified subjugation. In her international best-seller “Did You Hear Me Crying?” she lifted the lid on the horrific childhood she secretly endured. But what happened to her in the years that followed? After being sold into an abusive marriage as a teenager, was it her destiny to endure a lifetime of sexual violence, or could she make a break for freedom?

We had two goals for this business trip: to land a major client, and to make it through 48 hours without killing each other. So far? Only the client is a sure thing. Because we wake up together, hungover and half dressed in my suite. So many questions. Such a freaking mess.

From the first time I meet Leo Montgomery, I know I'm in trouble. His dark, heated gaze skittering down my body sets my skin on fire. A rare sighting of his elusive, heart-stopping smile and - dear lord - I think I just ovulated. But then, he hires me to babysit his adorable little troublemaker after school, and now, my maternal instincts are working overtime.

Every town has at least one beloved if misunderstood eccentric, and Beanie Bradsher belongs to Mayhew Junction. Some - LouWanda Crump, for example - would call Beanie a spectacle, but Beanie just marches - and dresses - to the beat of a different drum.

I didn't think there could be anything worse than losing my parents...until I changed schools and became the target of the A-squad - the cruel and popular a-holes of Diamond Lake High. The worst of the group? Chase Adams. An arrogant, rich, hell-raiser who gets his thrills by street racing, partying, and playing games. This year he and his crowd have it out for me. They think they can shake me. Ruin me. Break me. What they don't realize is that I've already been to hell and back. If I have to return, it won't be alone.

Jacob Callahan is nothing like the guys I know from college. He’s powerful. Stern. And most of all, he’s big. Every time I crane my neck to meet his eye, every time I see his bulk fill a doorway…I melt....

I’m being paraded like a prize. A strategic marriage to a powerful man who wants to use me like a billboard. Smile for the cameras. Memorize his politics. Don’t slip up. Don’t speak out. But I already belong to someone else.

I’m her father’s best friend. She’s twenty years younger than me. He’ll kill me if I touch her—but I’ll die if I don’t. The last time I saw Lia Ferreo I was helping her with a skinned knee—and now she wants to run her father’s company. She has no idea the dark lengths her father and I went through to build the mafia-financed hotel empire we currently run, or where any of the bodies are buried, but I know better.

It wasn’t my fault. Zack Tupelo, the chiseled blond stripper, kept smiling at me during the bachelorette party. Giving me sultry looks while gyrating his flawless body in front of everyone. I never would’ve gone home with him if I knew the truth: He’s a student in my History 414 class. I’m his professor. Now we have to spend the fall semester pretending it didn’t happen. But neither of us can forget the sweaty, scintillating night of passion we shared. Making matters worse is Finn, Zack’s dark-haired stripper partner.

It was only supposed to be a part-time nanny job. Then the pandemic hit. Now I’m quarantined with three guys at their secluded lake house. And considering what they look like? Things could be a lot worse. I spend my days nannying the baby, and my nights having sweaty, steamy fun. Being shared by these three incredible men to take our minds off the pandemic. We don’t know how long we’ll be stuck at the lake house. So we might as well make the best of it, right?

A billionaire, his two closest friends, and the offer of a lifetime. I signed up to be a surrogate to earn some extra cash. I never thought I'd be hired by someone like him. Single. Swoony. A billionaire playboy. At twenty-eight, Pierce Benning is the youngest self-made billionaire in the world. Tall, dark, and with more irresistible charm than money can buy. But there’s just one sultry catch to his surrogacy offer: He wants the child to be conceived naturally.

For my kind, to be without a mate is to be doomed. I know it is too late–all that awaits me is retirement and death, and I’ve embraced it. But when a suicide mission lands on my old boss’s desk, I’m the one he calls. Who better to tackle the mission in the deep, oppressive mines of my own ancestral homeland, if not an Arachnae already slated to die? And it’s not a rescue mission–he wants me to retrieve the corpse of a billionaire’s daughter kidnapped by a terrorist organization. Except our intel was wrong. She’s alive. Tortured and injured–but alive.

For 21-year-old Aleena Davison, it was a life-long dream coming true when she said goodbye to her dreary small-town life in Iowa and moved to Manhattan. However, it didn't take long for her dream to turn into a nightmare. Everything from the roommate from hell to her asshole of a boss, contributed to her pain and she'd just about given up. That was...until she ran into devilish handsome, Dominic Snow.

I've always been an odd one, never caring what people thought of me. Some people expect me to be a certain way because I'm an omega, but I dance to the beat of my own drum. I'm twenty-one. That means going to Calling Wood University and finding a pack to share my first heat with. I've never hated the idea of finding a pack, but I wasn't going to settle for just anyone. I don't care about finding my scent match, but I want people who won't try to change me.

This man holds the key to my family's survival. But nothing will tempt him to help us. Nothing… except me. Oh, don't get this wrong—Weston James doesn't want to win my heart. He doesn't even want my body, despite the fact that every inch of me longs for him. No, when this rich, powerful jerk agrees to help us in return for five nights with me, he's not thinking about stolen kisses. He wants to humiliate me. To break my spirit and punish my arrogant family once and for all. Well, that's too bad. Weston is about to find that I'm harder to break than he thinks.