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When outlaw biker, Crash, suddenly finds himself a rich girl’s bodyguard and babysitter, he thinks he’ll teach the stuck-up girl a lesson. The world saw a classy wealthy lady. All he saw was a spoiled little rich girl. Until she reveals the shattered girl inside that tries so hard to hide her fears with a façade of arrogance, attitude, and sass. He’d tear down those walls she tries so hard to build, if only she’d let him. Could the love of a man so wrong for her be the only one to save her? And in his darkest hour, would her love be enough to save him?

At the edge of a grave, one man lies dead. Another flees, leaving behind a trail of destruction and heartbreak. In the middle, I’m left with a sister I didn’t know I had and three men I’m falling hopelessly in love with. But new threats endanger our happiness at every turn. Secrets hide in corners and evil lurks in the darkness. Caleb won’t stop until one of us is dead. Until my rebel heart beats for the final time. Or until I rip his out.

When I threw Irina Morozov over my shoulder and carried her off, it was to rescue her from a brutal bastard who didn't deserve her... but I could smell her arousal as she kicked and fought. She would have been wet and ready for me that night, but I didn't take her. I made her wait. I made her beg. When I pin her to the bed, rip her panties off, and claim her virgin body the way it was always meant to be claimed, she won't just be screaming my name with every desperate climax.

I refuse to spend the rest of my life with my childhood bully for a mate. I may be a cursed shifter, incapable of shifting—but I wasn't desperate. Not till the Alpha Supreme cast me out of the House of Fire and Fluorite for rejecting his son. Now I'm packless. Homeless. No longer under the protection of a House. Until the dark vampire king of Blood and Beryl turns his sights on me. In return for protection from my former House, I have to become his fake mate. I'll be a queen and a fraud. It's a treacherous lie to live—and I find myself forgetting what's real and what's not.

I remember the day he walked through our front door, bloodied and broken with the kind of torment that breeds, but never dies. Papa had one rule for him. Stay away from his daughter. He didn’t. Years later, he crashes back into my life and tears down all of the walls I built up around myself. We’re both hiding secrets, but when the mafia world collides with the MC world, the shrapnel could destroy everyone around us. Now the president of the Chicago chapter, not even I was prepared for his return.

I don’t often deny myself. If I want it, I’ll find a way to obtain it, not caring what lines I have to cross. She is the exception. Indie is forbidden; a toy that isn’t mine to break. But she is a pretty thing I’m eager to play with. For months I’ve tried to resist and keep my distance, but it would appear the fates are finally on my side because now she’s willingly come to me. She’s in trouble and I’m the only one who can help...that is if she’s willing to pay the price.

Two years ago, I had the hottest night of my life with a woman who didn’t want to tell me her name—and in a tequila-fueled fever dream, I agreed. She was funny, sexy, and after I got past her brittle shell, secretly very sweet. In the morning, she was gone. I’ve looked for her in every city I’ve played in since. That night ruined me for anyone else, but the woman I only know as “Jersey Girl” never showed up at another game. Not until I skate onto brand new ice as part of the NHL’s latest team. And there she is, in the stands at our season opening game. Very carefully not looking at me.

When I enlist the help of Redrock Protective Services, I expect to meet with one of the company’s gargoyle brothers. Instead, I find myself face-to-face with a demon. And by the heated glow in his eyes, guarding is the last thing he wants to do with my body. Eamon is rippling with muscles, rides a motorcycle, and has extra, uh...parts...for my pleasure—all the things that have my body screaming YES! Too bad a demon lover is a distraction I can’t afford, not when I’m running from a centuries-old spirit intent on stealing my identity.

After Ember Brycin finds her mother brutally murdered, her mind begins to see things that shouldn’t exist, like creatures that belong in scary fairytales. The more she feels her sanity slipping, the more bizarre and inexplicable things start happening around her, even burning down one of her schools, turning Ember into an outcast. When she and her stepfather, Mark, move to Olympia, Washington, they think it will be a new start. However, things only continue to get worse.

Kaitlin Crosse wields an extraordinary power over me. She pushes, dares, and drives me to the brink of madness. Ever since our paths intertwined, my obsession with her has been absolute and unyielding. Every aspect of her calls out to me, yet the very thing I yearn for the most might be forever beyond my grasp. She resists my attempts to possess and protect her. She refuses my claims, asserting her fiercely independent nature.

My life once centered around justice. As a trained warrior for the people of Shadow City, I never questioned what I was taught...until now. My preordained mate and I are finally on the same side, with our list of enemies growing. All we have learned has changed our very foundation and put a target on both our backs. A war that has been brewing for over a millenium is on the horizon. One that could change the course of the Earth forever. It’s up to our friends to find a way to stop it...but Fate has a way of forcing her hand.

Every four years, the criminal underworld engages in a game. The Game. The challenges range from the impossible to the deadly to the truly insane. Things that only a crazy person would tackle. I’ve won the game five times. This time will be no different. I’m at the top of my field now, the best of the world’s thieves. There’s nothing I can’t steal, and this time, the game is all about theft, subterfuge, and sleight of hand. Starting with a legendary painting of poppy flowers.

When I find my way back to Andie, she’s not the same mate I left behind. Her guilt controls her actions, but I refuse to let her drown in the remorse. She’s mine, and I won’t let anything—even herself—tear us apart again.

Most people cry when they’re left at the altar. Me? I cast a spell to find the perfect man. But when a very bare and uh…impressive…incubus appears in my living room, I know I messed up. Serves me right for trying a spell I found on the internet! I’m both disappointed and relieved when Prax is summoned away. I think he’s gone for good, until I wake the next morning to my sexy incubus in nothing but an apron, making me breakfast in bed.

After a lifetime of fighting to get what she wants, Lexi Mills has finally made it into the elite ATF Special Response Team. But when a wrong move during a bomb disposal operation takes half her leg—and her partner’s life—Lexi must shoulder the guilt alone.

A new darkness is seeping into Sterling Falls, and I’ve drawn its ire. When a masked stranger declares he wants our ruin—mine, my brother’s, the whole town’s—I hope he’s bluffing.

It’s always been about the chase. The prize. The puzzle. The Game. I became the best of the best, Hermes, because no one could catch me. No one could touch me. No one had. Until her. She’s everything I never knew I wanted. She is my life. It’s been one bad call after another in this Game. It’s cost the woman I love more than I ever wanted her to have to pay. I would give it all up for her, but the Game must be played. I started this game for my grandfather. I fought to win to claim the Valenshek Legacy. Win, lose, or draw, I’m not leaving this town without Tristian Ives.

After having our worlds ripped apart by everything we'd uncovered, my mate and I thought the surprises were behind us. Unfortunately, Fate has other plans.

I’m not crazy. I’m the product of a schizophrenic mother who seemed more evil than human, and a bipolar father who didn’t love me enough to stay. But I’m not crazy. Now I’m struggling with life and question myself and my decisions every single day. Are these signs? Red flags? I won’t let myself look too close. I refuse to be crazy. Then four men swoop in just when I need them. They’re protective, supportive, and everything I never had, even though we’re unconventional. I want to be the person they need me to be. I need it. But I’m afraid...that I’m crazy.

I’ve been watching her. Calculating, biding my time, planning what I’ll do to her when I finally have her. She is the exception to the rule. I don’t chase women; they fall at my feet. But for her, I’ll use everything at my command to make her mine. I want her body. I want her screams. I want her devotion. And I won’t stop until she doesn’t recognize herself without me.