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I’m the newest patched member of the motorcycle club and I want to prove myself. Do something good for the club. But when I set eyes on Marisol, things change. Now all I want is her. In my bed all night long. First, I’ll have to deal with the cartel punk she’s been hangin’ with. The jerk has ideas above his pay grade, starting with her. But I’ll finish him. And have Marisol back in my arms in no time. Should be as easy as pumpkin pie. Making the ladies holler for more and fighting the MC war is what me and the club does best. It’s a hell of a way to spend the holidays.

With the lives of my loved ones on the line, I have no choice but to seek out the very people I swore to destroy with my Blood Oath. The clock is ticking. Moves are being made. New opponents have stepped into the light. Old enemies threaten to crumble everything I thought I once knew to the ground. Despite the chaos around me, one thing has remained true: I'm out for blood. This will be the final checkmate.

My name is Liam O’Connell. Hellspawn is mine. Emersyn is ours. We aren’t going to wait around for the next attack. No, we’re taking the fight right to them.

Do you ever lie to yourself? I do. Making friends has been the cruelest choice I ever inflicted upon myself. I like to say I don’t regret it, and for the most part that’s true. I resent it. I despise him because he left me behind, following another battle in this war we’ve been waging. I thought we were partners, best friends, allies, and that he would always have my back as I’ve fought to have his. I hate her because she’s perfection and everything he’s ever wanted, untouchable, brilliant, and capable. Yet, I want her too. Need her. Still, she gave herself to someone else.

I've seen a lot of crazy stuff in my life, but an auction for women? That's got to be on top of the list. And they want to use my ranch for their next one. It's secluded in the Montana mountains where no one will interrupt their twisted little game for billionaires. I sign the contract and let them use the space. I'm mostly in my bear form these days anyway, wandering through the forest and I could use the easy cash.

My name is Mickey James. Little Bit is everything. I fought to stay away, and I’ll fight to keep. Our enemies are going to learn that my skill at healing broken bodies makes me damn talented at damaging them too. They drew blood, we’ll bury them.

I’ve always been the good girl. The follower of rules. The believer of fairy tales. Sheltered, yet hopeful. Quiet, but...imaginative. Truth be told, I probably would’ve stayed the reserved brainiac simply settling all her life if not for him. Professor Theodore Whitman West. My brilliant mentor and personal Lord Byron fantasy come to life.

I’ve worn a lot of labels over the years. For as long as I can remember, I wanted to escape. I hid in my dance. I ran away from my life as much as I could. I fought to be somewhere else, even if I couldn’t be someone else. One night, after my partner lashed out at me and I’d been hurt, the Vandals took me and never looked back. They introduced me to a world I had no idea existed and a family so much greater than the one I’d been trying to survive.

I’m the last of the original crew still working at the pub. Bridget met a guy online and moved to Australia, James got fired, Ivy had a kid, Zara went to work for her dad in Miami, and now Lauren is leaving too. I’m the only one left. With no prospects and no opportunities. Until out of the blue, I get one.

I was born into this world. Power and wealth are the keys to controlling it, but they aren’t everything. They are a means to an end when it comes to protecting the people I care about. I’ve known my destiny since I was old enough to sit at the table. Everything in my life has been focused on preparing me for the future. Know your enemies, your allies, and the people in the middle you can buy. When he first appeared in my life, I had no idea who he was, but I never forgot his pretty face. While it’s been years and I barely recognize him, I can’t get enough.

Survival isn’t everything. I’ve fought to protect my family. I’ve bled for them, killed for them, and gone to jail for them. There is no fight I will not take on for them… I’ve been waging this war since I was seven years old. The only thing that’s changed is the battlefield itself. For Mayhem, I’ll trade in the grime of the streets for the illusions of her shimmering world. Only all that glitter is hiding a well of sin and corruption that leaves blood in its wake. This isn’t my world, but I won’t be defeated by it.

I've been in love with Sebastian Kemp since the second grade. Yes, the Sebastian Kemp. World famous hockey player. International playboy. Gorgeous heartthrob. I know, right? Get in line. I've been best friends with his younger sister since grade two, but I was convinced that he forgot I was alive. That's why I was so surprised when I turned on the news and saw my name and face all over it, saying that we were engaged. He shows up out of nowhere.

Family legacy dictates everything from type of education to suitability of friends to eligible marriage opportunities to the type of business I’m expected to go pursue. It’s more than just DNA, it’s also about birth order, gender, and unfortunately—the family name. I was born a Reed and the weight that carries isn’t limited to the doors that it opens, but also the ones it bars shut. When I was tapped for the Royals, I saw my first way out—but it only proved to be a deeper trap.

Thrall. Dhamphyr. Empress. Each is a title that has been thrust upon me, but there’s another I’ll willingly claim for myself: Malakai’s executioner. He thought he could break me, twist me into his obedient pet–but all he has done is add to the list of reasons why I’ll find and kill him.

As a strong initiate of the Sawa sect, Kei never expected to be given the boot, while someone else cheated their way up the ladder. But here he was, kicked out, speeding across the planet, with one chance left to prove himself: His mission to infiltrate the enemy sect, and steal what makes them the most powerful family on the planet. Fail, and lose everything he’s ever strived for. Fail, and lose the one thing he loves the most, his family. For Kei, failure is just not an option.

They say romance died when society collapsed. They were right. It's brutal out here. My last date had no teeth. He took me to the Great Tire Fire and roasted a rat on a stick. I was convinced I was going to die alone at the tender old age of 22 until I saw Max. He was wearing a freaking skull on his head. It was terror at first sight. But like bacteria on wet socks, Max will grow on you. And this obsessive alpha might just give me the best happy ending you can get in this nightmarish hellscape.

Emelyn LaClaire was honored to be the maid of honor in her best friend's wedding, but it came with a catch. She has to walk down the aisle with her ex-fiancé, Lawson McCoy. He's not just the best man; he's also her best friend's brother, and she's loved him since she was eight years old.

I'm new in this Montana shifter town and no one will even so much as glance in my direction. My father has made sure of that. I'm all alone and wishing for someone to look my way. And then someone does. A mean looking grizzly bear shifter named Damon Ridge, and once he sees me, he refuses to look away. This rough, wild-looking man keeps telling me I'm his mate. He keeps saying he's going to claim me. That I belong to him. I didn't realize how possessive a bear shifter could get.

Orphaned at a young age and raised in the foster system, Jory Smith has no idea he's half incubus. He only knows he has the power to heal people, making himself sick in the process. Exploited by a crooked faith healer who sells his abilities and his life to the highest bidder and then left for dead, Jory flees, falling into a job at a small-town cafe where he can put his lifelong obsession with baking to good use. But the minister who exploited him wants him back.

Pro snowboarder Stella Lazarus has always loved her brother's best friend. But the one time she tried to show him, she was shot down faster than you can say "competitor disqualified". Until one blissful night in Tahoe, when Stella finally gets her man. Or does she? In the morning, Stella and Bear wake up to horrible news. The sort that sends them racing back to Vermont, and straight into the arms of guilt and family obligations.