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Five years ago, my life was turned upside down. I’ve avoided any kind of emotional connections with men. The walls I built up around my heart have a foundation no man has been able to crack. That is until Bray freaking Williamson came crashing down on me. On the outside, he’s the bad boy your mother warns you about. On the inside, he’s the prince charming your father always hoped you’d find. Just when I think I can let my guard down and let him into my heart, my whole world shatters when he’s taken away from me.

All I wanted was to live a peaceful life... but being the daughter of the Italian Mafia made that a difficult dream to obtain. My father's death left a hole of power behind, and my brother pushed me out, cutting me off from everything I had. To protect my son and those I love, I have to choose between claiming the throne that is owed to me or running away and never returning. I was never someone to back down from a challenge, so with the help of the other families, I take a stand to reclaim what is mine, but I underestimated the men who will stop at nothing to see me fall.

Growing up, I had nothing but my good grades and them: the Vanguard brothers. They are the golden boys of our school, destined to be the alphas of our pack. They’re possessive, scaring away everyone else who might get close to me—until the night of their first shift. I’d been told over and over I could never be their mate, but the boy’s wolves had other ideas…. So, I’m whisked away, told to forget them—and I do, right up until they walk in through my door, telling me all the things I’d secretly dreamed of.

My life is a mess, and so is my house, but I'm a good teacher, right? So why are some of my best students going off the rails? I meant to ring their uncles to let them know what was going on. But not like this. I drunkenly dump out all of my problems down the phone line, thinking it was my bestie on the other end.

Isabel hates Christmas. She’s got a Christmas disaster for each of her 25 years. When her boss sends her from the sun-kissed beaches of Australia to snowy small-town Wyoming, it’s just another thing to add to her "do not like" list. Snow sucks. Christmas sucks. And cowboys suck most of all. Except, maybe, for one.

Did you know the medical term for a butt crack is intergluteal cleft? My name is Reagan, and spouting random facts like this one at inopportune moments is my affliction. I’m chronically awkward, socially inept, and completely lack a filter. Believe it or not, men do not find these attractive traits. When my sexy-as-sin neighbour barges into my apartment at the arse crack of dawn, everything changes.

After a stint in the Irish Defense Forces, I drifted. No purpose, no place I felt truly at home. Until I joined Second Sight, Boston's leading security and protection firm. It's more than a job. It's a family. One I don't deserve. One of these days, they'll see through my sarcasm and bravado and realize I'm just a screw up. My first solo assignment? Hunt down a trained assassin and stop her. Whatever it takes. But the more I learn about Zephyr, the more I wonder if there's more to this case than meets the eye.

I thought I had escaped the demons of my past. For ten years, I lived a life of relative peace, got an education and a great job, and worked on healing myself, all while hiding right under the nose of the very people I had run from. Life was good. But then the head of the Bratva turned himself in and would only speak to me. My life began to unravel as people from my past returned, those I thought I could trust betrayed me, and men I should run from became my biggest temptation yet.

Being locked up pisses me off. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. I'm f--king good at those. But Brigid is...different. And tough as hell. I like her Irish whiskey, and the way her lips feel on my...skin. She's got secrets. Hell, we all do. That's what the MC is about. Hers might get us all killed. Just another day at the office.

My name is Tilly, and when I was 17, I lost the love of my life because my mum and his dad did the nasty, made a baby, then got hitched. It drove us apart, me into the arms of another and him as far away as he could get. Now six years later, he shows up telling me he doesn’t care that he’s my stepbrother, that we share a sibling, or that I’m a single mum with three kids to a guy he’s always hated. He wants me back and he’s willing to prove it.

My name’s Charlotte. I’m a fashion blogger and city girl, through and through. I also have the misfortune of sharing my uterus with a demon I’ve come to call Lilith. Doctors call it Endometriosis, but potato, potarto.... I am determined to live a fulfilling life despite the endless battle with my body. It would just be my luck to find an awesome man when I’m in no condition to do anything about it. Not that I thought I would ever in a million years be attracted to a flannel-clad llama farmer. Me, flannel, and llamas absolutely do not mesh.

Literally colliding with the hottest guy in the world and agreeing to be his date to his sister’s wedding? Done…for some reason. Finding out he’s actually an aristocrat and will one day inherit an ancient Scottish dukedom and castle? Yep, that’s a surprise. Sharing a bed with him at said castle because his family thinks I’m his girlfriend? Okay, I’m sure I’ll survive. Even if he does make my heart pitter-patter and my lady bits—uh, never mind.

Sunny Burke is the all-American life of the party. The golden boy everybody loves, a talented cowboy, and the man who warms my bed at night. In rodeo circles, they call Kai Hunt "Frost" because of his determination to win and his icy exterior. He's never made it a secret he can't stand his best friend's girl. Aka, me. Then the three of us got into a car, and everything changed. Because only two left it alive. In the aftermath, I slink back home to my little country town to lick my wounds. Yet fate has other plans.