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Azar has taken over Fort Dallas. He rules with complete authority, and everyone bows down to him. Everyone except one woman. Melina, the fort's medic. No matter what he offers, she refuses to give in. A good man would know to stop asking. Unfortunately for Melina, Azar is not a good man.

Hacker. Thief. Rebel. Lethal. At least that's what people say about me and they're right. Holding other's lives in the palm of my hand is an incredible power, one necessary to keep order and control. The walls around me are built strong, but not strong enough for one man, a man who was a friend then turned into a lover. Someone I should've never tangled my life with.

Morgan Powell was raised to be perfect, to set an example for her sisters to follow. Her life has been dedicated to making something of her career, so she wouldn't know what to do with a man even if you gave her an instruction manual. Brett "Ice" Grady spends his days trying to keep up with his teenage daughter, his nights consumed in the Regulators' MC business. He has no time for anything more than a casual hookup. Two worlds collide when the dangers of his life crash into the calm of hers.

Lincoln Atwood survived the contagion that wiped out nine-tenths of humanity. As the last survivor in a secret government bunker, he knows that the other survivors are scared, angry, and dangerous, just like him. After weeks alone with the mummified bodies of his colleagues, he escapes the bunker. But the world outside has changed. Among the crumbling ruins of civilization, he loses himself to the wilderness in his soul. When he sees Caroline, a fellow survivor, she is vision of light in a world gone dark.

I've wanted Andrea since the moment I saw her. But she's human. I'm drakoni. The only way I'll stay sane and not lose myself to the madness that's swept over my people is if I keep my mental walls strong. I have to give up everything that makes me a dragon. That means no telepathy, no fire breathing, and no battle form.

Clam jam. Definition: the female equivalent of a cock block. Example: You're chatting with a guy you're interested in, and your friend comes along and lays claim to him. That's my life - except it's worse. My friend who keeps "jamming" me is my gay roommate. Fact: He went home with three - yes, three - of the guys I had been so sure were into me. Fact: He's really pissing me off. I'll never manage to get a boyfriend before the age of 50 if he keeps this up. Fact: Secretly, I wonder what it would be like if he weren't gay.

Love is the sweetest venom. Lawrence: I told her I wanted her body and not her love. I lied. Ronan: I fell in love with a lie.... She was beauty and destruction. Kissing her was a tender song. Owning her body, a wild poem. Loving her, my downfall. But she was mine. Or so I thought.

The smoking-hot one-night stand I was never supposed to see again? Yeah, well, I might be pregnant, and he's my OB-GYN.

I fancy myself a purveyor of truth, a sifter of lies, a cutter of bullshit. It's not a gift, but rather all skill, honed to a razor's edge after one too many trips down the rabbit hole. Some may dismiss my talent as misguided cynicism, but they'd be wrong. Clichés about hope and faith in mankind are an effort to keep the dreamers dreaming. Experiences don't lie - people do. While I'm not proud of the circumstances that led me to this way of thinking, I respect the journey.

The last time I saw my best friend's younger brother, he was a geek wearing braces. But when Cannon shows up to crash in my spare room, I get a swift reality check. Now 24, he's broad shouldered and masculine, and so sinfully sexy, I want to climb him like the jungle gyms we used to enjoy. At six-foot-something with lean muscles hiding under his T-shirt, a deep sexy voice, and full lips that pull into a smirk when he studies me, he's pure temptation.

Just like Rapunzel from the fairy tales, Amy lives a hidden life. She's kept locked away in a tower for her own safety, with her sister as protector. Amy knows it's for her own good. If a dragon catches her scent, she'll be carried away and forced to become a drakoni's mate. But Amy has a secret that she desperately wants to be stolen. She would love to be rescued from her life of idleness and the thought of a devoted drakoni male charging in and saving her from her boredom sounds perfect to her. Of course, she wants a romantic, loving male who will adore her. What she gets is Rast.

In dangerous Fort Dallas, Rachel is untouchable. All she has to do is hand over her panties every day. Sure, it's weird, but it keeps her safe, right? And if there's a reason behind it, she doesn't care. Until she finds out that she's dragon bait. That changes things.

Haley has been struggling to fulfill her father's dying wish: to attend a prestigious music school in New York City. But even working two jobs, she can't afford the tiniest of apartments. Seeing her hopeless and near tears, Silas vows to help and protect her, no matter the cost to himself. But when Haley meets his every demand with unwavering acceptance and love, he is overwhelmed by her goodness and gentle spirit. He knows that the dark stain on his soul can never be erased.

Four young women enter into a clandestine auction to be married to the highest bidders. For no less than a million dollars a year, for three years, each woman will do what it takes to secure her future. Entangled in a high-stakes game of money, lust, power, and the hope for absolution, this group of women becomes a sisterhood unlike any other.

Four young women enter into a clandestine auction to be married to the highest bidders. For no less than a million dollars a year, for three years, each woman will do what it takes to secure her future. Entangled in a high-stakes game of money, lust, power, and the hope for absolution, this group of women becomes a sisterhood unlike any other.

Colton Wild isn’t just the famous football player everyone sees on their television screen. I met Colton one summer vacation when we lined up on opposite sides of a flag football field. He was the cocky kid with clear blue eyes and a constant smirk. When he picked me up over his shoulder and ran with me the length of the field, I wanted to hate him. But somehow we were the last two left around the campfire that night. We talked for hours under the stars. And when he kissed me, I didn’t want him to stop. The next morning, I left. I thought I’d never see him again. And for ten years, I didn’t.

Rylynn: I knew pain. I knew my pain. I knew his pain. I knew our pain. He sparked a fire inside me I couldn't put out. Crow: I was strong. I was fearless. The biggest mistake my enemies could make would be to assume she was my weakness. Rylynn made me stronger, harder, and more determined to protect what was mine. Friend or foe, I would never let another person get between us. No matter the risk, she was mine. We were connected in pain, fueled in fire, and the world would test us, only to show we were sealed in strength. In the end, nothing could keep us apart.

Bailey Renshaw is my best friend - she’s kind, sweet as a peach, and so beautiful it should be a crime. Since we were kids I’ve wanted her, and once when we were nothing more than teenagers, I kissed her. It was the first mistake I ever made in our friendship. Giving her my heart and hoping she felt the same way were my second and third. One Earth-shattering night together and I knew nothing would ever be the same. Friends, or lovers? I don’t know what we are anymore. The rules no longer apply to us.

Rampage. Everyone loves him. He is Redemption's top heavyweight fighter and the biggest gossip in the gym. But he isn't the teddy bear everyone thinks he is. He's hiding a dark secret - and he hates himself for it. Twice a week, Rampage transforms into Master Jack, a notorious Dom only the most hard-core submissives will play with. How can he - a Southern gentleman, bred to respect and protect women - want to dominate them?

Even an alpha pup can change an innocent mortal like me into a shape-shifting powerhouse. Flung into a new world where submission might mean death and pack politics rule the secret supernatural society, I'm lost but not alone. With the pup's father, Hudson, and his packmates leading me through this strange environment, I feel as though I could take on the world. They have everything I need; confidence, power, money. And I'm everything they could ever want. I haven't been on a date in years, and now I have four gorgeous, rich werewolves chasing me. What's a girl to do?