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All I wanted was one night. A simple night of fun with my friends at the carnival. I didn't know I'd spend it learning things I never knew about myself. Every twist and turn of our game brings us deeper into our desires. But what's a little pain if it's mixed with unimaginable pleasure?

He's forbidden, off-limits, yet I'm irresistibly drawn to him. Niall Fitzpatrick, my brother's best friend, has always been there, from childhood on the streets. I never saw him as anything more than a loyal friend until one fateful night. In a haze of alcohol and desire, we crossed a line that should've remained untouched. Since then, everything has changed. Our insatiable need for each other knows no bounds.

Rylee Adder left Eden thinking she'd put the worst day of her life behind her. She was wrong. Separated from her new family and Colton—the man she never thought she'd have to live without—Rylee finds herself in Boston facing her biggest challenge yet: surviving the Vipers' Den.

I don’t think I’m on Draig Island anymore. I’m deep inside a dark jungle. At least I’m not too badly hurt. I’ll regroup and then hike to civilization. Please let there be civilization! I’m a little worried about wild animals, but I’m sure I’ll be okay. I refuse to believe in the existence of dragons. It hasn’t been more than a few hours, and a huge hulk of a man comes crashing out of the undergrowth. He’s naked, covered in tattoos, and scares the living daylights out of me. After a little while, I realize that he’s not going to hurt me. At least, I don’t think he will.

I don't have time to date, especially not the infuriatingly bossy, ridiculously hot sheriff. But Dillon Armstrong won't take no for an answer. And the more he shows up at my office, the harder it is to resist him and his high-handed, insufferable, oddly endearing ways. He's going to make me fall for him, I just know it.

Over-40, single mom Tess Howland's life is all about caring for other people. Indulging in a one night stand is just what she needs. She doesn't expect to meet anyone she would introduce to her kids—especially not some rich playboy who acts like a big kid himself. Even if he keeps giving her the best sex of her life.

I was the Flame King's reluctant mate, a bride he snatched from another man's funeral pyre. Zabriel was chosen for me by fate, and I fought my craving for him every step of the way. At seven feet tall and riding the biggest, meanest dragon in the flare, Zabriel is an Alpha who can take whatever he wants and burn those who stand in his way. Yet he healed my wounded heart with coaxing words and fiery kisses until I craved no one but him.

As a siren, Lula Aglaope can bend anyone to her will with the smallest whisper, but she'd give up her power for one meaningful, honest conversation. She wants a normal life, like the open, true connections the humans seem to pull off with such little effort. When she meets Alexiares, God of Warding off Wars, all thoughts of normalcy fly out the window. The beautiful demigod cannot be controlled! He's frustrating, irresistible . . . and utterly off-limits.

Nicole Fox presents Book 2 in the Groza Bratva series.

I had no idea I was an Omega… Now I’m fake dating four rugged cowboy Alphas who happen to be my brother’s best friends. When I returned to my small hometown in Colorado, I knew I would run into people from my past—like my brother’s four best friends, and the subjects of my very secret teenage crushes. What I didn’t expect was that I’d start perfuming one night and realize I’m not actually a Beta. I’m an Omega, and now I’m supposed to choose a pack to bond with.

Omegas are meant to follow the rules. To choose the right Pack. To keep the balance. I did the opposite. I don't want them. They don't want me. I'm only using them to get to the Alpha I can't live without. He might not be my scent match, but he's the only Alpha I trust. The only one who truly knows me. But something unexpected happens . . . the Pack decides to help me. At first, it's just survival. A way to get what we all want. Me long gone and their life back to the way it was. But somewhere along the way, emotions tangle, lines blur, and maybe, just maybe . . . I don't want to leave.

There are worse things in life than being in love with your best friend-like being his fake fiancée. Until then, I felt like I had a handle on things. Sure, I was a hot mess when it came to magic-but my wedding planning business was thriving, and I got to secretly admire Troy every day at work. (Who was winning? Me, that's who.) But when an unexpected curse sends Troy scrambling for a fake fiancée, the line between reality and fantasy blurs. Soon, sparks are flying in every magical direction. (Is it getting hot in here? No, just me? Cool.)

Fifteen years ago, Cassian Byers murdered his older sister. And I witnessed the whole thing. For years, I’ve fought to bury the memories of my troubled childhood, which includes the haunting image of my babysitter’s murder. Life in Hayden Fields has been eerily calm—no big crimes or chaos—until now.

A scorching one-night stand with a stranger was supposed to be my night of adventure to enjoy and move on. I didn't expect that a few weeks later my friend would introduce said stranger as the man walking her down the aisle because he's her godfather and uncle. And I certainly didn't expect him to be a famous football coach who insists I escape with him to his small town lake house for a rendezvous. He may be old enough to be my dad, but the man's charisma is a winning touchdown straight to my lust-filled mind that agrees.

Nervous, scared, and completely unqualified. That's the way I walked into Jack Shaw's office building. I walked out with my stomach in knots for a completely different reason. My heart is pounding like I had actually went running. My head and heart war with quitting or working through the fiery desire he stimulates through me. At the end of the day, I leave the decision to him. The problem is I can't tell if he wants to toss me over his desk or out on my rear. I guess by the dark look in his eyes, I'll soon find out.

I’m a violent man. A killer. Life means little to me. She wasn’t my first, and she certainly wouldn’t be my last. And then she got away and knocked me off kilter. No one has ever escaped before her. I’ll watch her until she thinks she’s safe. And then I’ll give her the choice. Be mine or die.

The tattooed stranger rode a motorcycle while helping me collect stray cats. My boots gave me blisters and he carried me on his back. I needed help and he didn't ask questions before assisting me. Could there be a more perfect man? It just made sense to lick him and claim him as mine right then and there. I probably should have asked him more questions before we slept together. Like, what's your last name? Where've you been living before moving here to my hometown? Is my older brother your best friend? Those kinds of questions. But sadly, I didn't. And now I'm staring at two pink lines.

She was given to me as a gift. I was to keep her safe, protect her. An old friend called in a big favor, and now I have this innocent young woman in my home. Scared, fragile . . . tempting. The lines blur and the heat between us ignites. She's my good girl gone bad, and I'll burn the world down to keep her safe. But as we grow closer, old secrets rise to the surface. I'm supposed to keep her safe, but she hasn't told me everything. I can't protect her if I don't know the truth, and soon things take a dangerous turn. One even my power and money might not be able to fight.

A shocking revelation has torn the Shadowed Souls apart, splintering them from within. Now fractured and facing unseen dangers, the remaining members are forced to make an impossible choice: search for Wyatt, their self-destructive leader, or protect the feisty ballet dancer they've all come to cherish, Avery. Avery swept into their lives and captured their hearts, becoming the embodiment of everything these damaged men have always craved—a love to hold on to, a family to call their own.

When I'm confronted in the woods by a man with a chainsaw and a gorgeous face, I should’ve known it would end poorly. But when I end up in the killer’s house instead of chopped into little pieces, I don’t know what to think. Not when he promises me that he won’t hurt me, and especially when he tells me that I can’t leave. Not unless he can trust me. He can’t, of course. I’ll tell anyone that will listen that this monster cut up some man in the moonlight, even if he promises that it had been deserved. He’s lying, because there’s no way anyone deserves what he did.