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They call me irreparable. A feral omega who can't be tamed. And I've bitten every alpha who's tried. Before they can either put me down or send me to a breeding facility, fate intervenes in the form of a masked spec-ops team that deals in death and destruction. The Ghosts.

The secret is out: I’m the prophesied scourge, and according to the Legacy Council, my quintet and I must be hunted down and destroyed immediately. With the size of the bounty they’ve put on our heads, there’s no telling who we can trust. Going on the run feels cowardly, but it’s necessary. We need time to regroup so I can move on to the next step of my plan to free the humans trapped in the Nether. We also have to figure out how I’m being mysteriously bound to each of my matches. It should be impossible, yet the more we bond against all odds, the more powerful I feel.

I'm a feral omega with one rule: Never get attached; Never let anyone in. But five alphas are about to shatter everything I thought I knew—and this time, I can't blame it on my biology. The Ghosts are killers with fractured souls. Monsters in human skin. But somehow, they've become my monsters. Especially Wraith, the silent, scarred sentinel who sees me like no one else. And as I realize I'm starting to fall for him, I also realize something even more terrifying. I'm falling for them all.

Assassinating the headmaster didn’t go as planned. Now Everbound University is on a strict magical lockdown, and the Immortal Quintet has arrived to hunt down the person who killed their mage—which, ironically, isn’t me. I’m also looking for the true culprit so I can find Kenzie. Meanwhile, the four gorgeous, stubborn legacies that I’ve fought tooth and nail to resist are starting to figure me out, little by little…but I’m also starting to understand them. And the more I do, the more I wonder if the gods really did match our broken souls together perfectly.

Everbound University is the mandatory graduate school for anything that goes bump in the night. Not going isn’t an option unless you want to be hunted down for illegally inhabiting the mortal world. All legacies—the descendants of the Four Houses—are required to attend because we’re all cursed, and the only way to break our curses is through binding our hearts in a quintet. Becoming part of a quintet is a dream come true. Destiny fulfilled. A gods-given, merciful blessing. For me, it’s a hard pass. I can’t be bound to anyone else. Trust me, it wouldn’t end well.

I could have run. But I chose them instead. My pack of broken alphas. And the Ghosts will burn this world to the ground to keep me safe. As we gather unexpected allies and prepare to strike at the heart of the Council, I realize something that terrifies me more than any enemy. I'm not just their omega anymore. I'm their salvation. Their reason to live. Their reason to die.

They call me perfect. Bred to be a beautiful and docile porcelain doll. And I can play that role for as long as I need. One day, I'll run away with Azarel, the only alpha I've ever trusted. The only alpha I've ever loved. But there's a problem with porcelain. It fractures. And this pack of alphas that's assembling around me—the new Ghost Alpha Unit—might be what finally shatters me completely.

The lovely attorney kept a secret from me. A baby she’s been carrying since Valentine’s night. The night we were thrown together by the roulette wheel. She never contacted me. Meant to keep me in the dark. She’s about to find out what happens when you cross a bratva boss.

NHL’s golden boy, Bishop Maverick, knows all too well about wanting something you can’t have. It seems his entire life, everything he’s really wanted was out of reach. So what does a man do when he has so little? He pours everything into the only thing that he has left: Hockey. This sport has brought him a family, hope and something to work for. What he didn’t ever expect: A forbidden obsession with a green-eyed, wild child with a soul that matches his own.

I’m a lone wolf, and I like it that way. Banished from my birth pack after a bloodbath, I never wanted a mate. Then I meet Kylie. My temptation. We’re trapped in an elevator together, and her panic almost makes her pass out in my arms. She’s strong, but broken. And she’s hiding something.

After her cheating husband ruins her life, twenty-nine-year-old musician, Alixandria Knight, moves from Chicago to Ironhill, Pennsylvania—a near-abandoned Appalachian ghost town with a fiery history. Officially, she's there to help her aging grandmother. Unofficially, Alix just wants to escape reality. She'll get her wish.

She’s the one girl this player can’t have. A human. I’m dying to claim the redhead who lights up the club every Saturday night. I want to pull her into the storeroom and make her scream, but it wouldn’t be right. She’s too pure. Too fresh. Too passionate. Too human. When she learns my secret, my alpha orders me to wipe her memories. But I won’t do it. Still, I’m not mate material - I can’t mark her and bring her into the pack. What in the hell am I going to do with her?

One morning, that's all it takes to turn Harper's life upside down. In the span of a few hours, Harper is suddenly jobless, single, homeless and has no idea what she's doing with her life. Hoping to escape what her life has become, and her stupid cheating ex, Harper packs up her life and hops on a plane from Toronto to Sova to spend some quality time with her sister in Europe. The last thing Harper needs right now is to meet a beautiful man with striking eyes, down to earth personality and an unbelievable body.

Odessa Ashwater knows there's a fine line between love and hate. Loving a siren inevitably leads to death or insanity. Nevertheless, after Dessa rescued Crown Prince Kastian of Hydratta from drowning, she was convinced they were destined for each other. Now, a century later, she's sure the only thing they're fated for is to destroy each other.

I had a plan to get through senior year. Get good grades, stay busy with clubs, don’t forget to carve out time for Mom and Hannah, and most importantly, stay far, far away from Landon Atwater. That plan collapsed at the end of summer when my mom announced her surprise engagement… to Landon’s father. Now, I have to live with the jerk who has spent years tormenting me. At school, I could make sure we weren’t in the same classes and turn the other way if I saw him in the halls, but avoiding him gets a lot harder when I’m living in his seaside mansion.

Sam - I was born in a lab, fostered out to humans, then tortured in a cage. Fate allowed me to escape, and I know why. To balance the scales of justice. Right the misdeeds of the harvesters. Nothing matters but taking down the man who made me what I am: A monster driven by revenge, whatever the cost. Then I meet Layne. She thinks I’m a hero. But she doesn’t understand...if I don’t follow this darkness to its end, it will consume me. Layne - I’ve spent my life in the lab, researching the cure for the disease that killed my mom. No late nights out, no dates.

The Gods split the skies and rained down tyranny upon the mortal realm long ago. Ever since then, the only thing worse than being human is being of Divine Blood. For someone like me—an undocumented God child, indebted to the Underworld Assassination Guild—that means only one thing: A life in the shadows. Or so it should have been . . . until Mortal Gods Academy. Until them.

Nash - I’ve survived suicide missions in war zones. Shifter prison labs. The worst torture imaginable. Nothing knocked me off my feet...until the beautiful lioness they threw in my cage. We shared one night before our captors ripped us apart. Denali - They took me from my home, they killed my pride, they locked me up. and forced me to breed. They took everything from me and still I survived. But one night with a lion shifter destroyed me. Nash took the one thing my captors couldn’t touch - my heart.

What do you do when your worst enemies go down on their knees and invite you to the prom? I said yes because I'm still naïve enough to think that savages can be tamed. It's going to take a lot of groveling before I can forgive the Serpents for what they've done to me. I'm hoping this dance is their way of calling a truce. More likely, it's a trap. A school dance is the perfect place for them to orchestrate the ultimate public humiliation. Only one way to find out.

I am not a chosen of the Gods, but a bloody tragedy of their choices. I have endured worse than the Darkhavens. Torture. Pain. Manipulation. There is nothing anyone can do to me that I have not already done to myself. Ruen's betrayal will not break me. Despite the punishment I receive, my goal remains the same: Find the target. Terminate them. Free myself from the Underworld Assassination Guild. It doesn't matter if I let a single night of weakness bind me to one of them. I can't let it matter. They're all guilty in my eyes.