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Jess Carter wasn't looking for a place to belong when she arrived in Banks, Idaho. It was supposed to be a temporary spot to finish out her last year of high school and bond with her dad. Meeting Dom changed everything. Now, the Pack needs her. Dom needs her. And she's figuring out she needs them if they plan to survive what's coming. A challenge has been issued, and if the Pack doesn't respond, they'll be seen as weak.

Jess Carter only wants to finish out her senior year of high school. She only came to the tiny town of Banks, Idaho, to make sure her dad doesn't do anything too crazy. Dangerous stalkers and a group of students known as the Pack are the opposite of what she plans on, but that doesn't change the fact that she has zero intentions of getting involved. Except, the stalkers are after her; the insanely hot guy is one of the high school coaches; and the Pack...well, let's just say the name suits them. With nowhere else to turn, Jess must rely on the Pack to protect her.

Jess Carter found a home in Banks, Idaho, with her Dad and brother, Monster. It's there she met her mate, Dom, and realized there was more to the world than she ever imagined. But all good things must come to an end. At least that's been Jess's experience. Her mother's arrival brings to light shocking secrets that once again put Jess's life in danger. With the Hanley Pack eager for any sign of weakness and a pile of secrets dividing loyalties, Jess and Dom have to find a way to keep the Packs unified as they fight to finally end the Hanley threat once and for all.

I can look, but I can’t touch. As the enforcer of The Lost Boys MC, I am used to getting my hands dirty. I’ve always kept my emotions in check. It helps given the position I am in. When I was tasked with watching over our President’s sister, I was ready for it. What I wasn’t ready for, is how that beauty would pull at my heart. I’ve known Ella for years.

Betrayed and held captive, I must call upon my forbidden Dragon blood to save everyone and everything I love. When the treacherous Duke de Norhas kidnaps me from the Darkstone Academy for the Magical Arts and holds me captive aboard his flagship, I'm reunited under grim circumstances with my mother. She's the lost heir to the throne, abducted and placed under a forbidden magical compulsion to love her captor. Back on land, Lord Ilhan of Parrish, my steadfast and reluctantly soul-bonded ally, devises a daring rescue plan.

Caleb Bradshaw. Former Alpha. Lone Wolf. He's spent the last decade wandering the country searching for other shifter packs and forming alliances for his Alpha and his Pack. Now, he's being called home. But there's one last place he needs to go before he heads back to the place that feels more like a prison than a home. He's heard rumors of a small pack deep in the woods north of his family Pack lands that shun outsiders. He isn't prepared for what he finds.

Forget the summer I turned pretty…that was the summer I got hips, acne, and utterly humiliated by Aaron Richmond. This summer? This is the summer I had to marry the bastard. When I walk down the aisle towards my enemy, all to save the Coleman family fortune, I shouldn’t give in to my wounded inner 14-year old-self. I should smile, blink up at him prettily, and declare to have and to hate…Err...hold.

When Ashton moved to London, it broke my heart. I was only fourteen, but I was in love. I haven't seen him in four years. But now my father is getting married, and he's back. My feelings haven't changed, but I have. I'm not a scrawny little girl anymore. I have thick hips and curves. And once my father's best friend sees them, well, let's just say he becomes more caveman than best man. He can't take his eyes off me during the ceremony. He can't keep his hands off me during dinner. And every chance he gets, he's pulling me into storage closets and kitchens and alleys to..."celebrate".

One day, I’m nobody. The next, I’m a witch. And I’ve caught the attention of three smoking hot demons. This sinfully steamy reverse harem series is now bundled with exclusive bonus content! Follow Deja as she steps into her power, recalls her past lives, and fights the persecution of the ones she loves.

Deirdre Baker did a magical favor for a bunch of shape-shifters and barely lived to regret it. She has enough trouble paying the bills and keeping her coven off her back without worrying about whether some wolf alpha dies of poison. But when Miles "I always get my way" Evershaw orders his pack to kidnap her, Deirdre finds herself in over her head before she can even hex the infuriating man.

A month-long retreat of rest and relaxation from my high-powered career is just what I need. Until I’m the only human in a rental home community on a distant planet populated by beings who look like satanic devils. Yep.

When I arrived at Darkstone Academy for the Magical Arts as an indentured servant destined to slave away in the kitchens, I never imagined I was actually the lost Princess Jacinthe, second-in-line to the throne of the Dominion. Since arriving at the isolated island academy for delinquent mage student, my life has become a treacherous dance of emerging power and forbidden desires. Every whisper in these ancient halls speaks of magic and secrets, and every shadow hides hostile eyes watching my every move.

A winged satanic-looking male left his baby on my doorstep. Why he chose to leave his adorable infant on the porch of a total stranger, and the only human female on Salo for miles, I’ll never know. Babies are completely foreign to me. But I do my best to feed and care for her as if she were my own. Whispered footsteps and the faint brush of feathers from something muscular and possessive silently enters my home. And then one day I fully see him—the baby’s father. My breath catches in my throat as this devil—slash—angel wraps his white wings around me.

I scented my mate and she disappeared before we could meet, leaving behind a forgotten piece of clothing. It’s driving me crazy. I’ve checked every unmated human female, asking if this mysterious red fabric is hers. Pissing off other males in the process, but what do I care? I’m on a quest to find my future bound, no matter what.

Get all seven of the best-selling Curvy Bear Ranch books in this complete series. Seven sexy bear shifters are on the hunt for their fated mates. They're ready to do whatever it takes to claim the curvy women they love. Filled with passion, suspense, and more than a few weddings, these stories will sweep you off your feet and fill your soul with warmth of true love.

Return to Bearpaw Ridge with this heartwarming collection of small-town shifter books! As the years go by, the next generation of shifters prepare to meet and fight for their fated mates.

Rules are meant to be broken. Except for one: Women can't get enough peonies. Even the girl in front of me in line is admiring the peonies in my hand. While I need these particular flowers for my latest plot, I'll still give Meghan the biggest, thickest bouquet I can find. It's flattering how much she wants my peonies. And I don't mind personally delivering.

I can look, but I can’t touch. As the enforcer of The Lost Boys MC, I am used to getting my hands dirty. I’ve always kept my emotions in check. It helps given the position I am in. When I was tasked with watching over our president’s sister, I was ready for it. What I wasn’t ready for, is how that beauty would pull at my heart. I’ve known Ella for years. After a horrible breakup with her ex, all I wanted to do was protect her. But now, all I want is to bend her over and make her mine.

What was the worst day of my life ever? Today. My wedding day. Not because I married a man I’d never met but because my husband, Wolf Van de Berg, hates my freaking guts—and the feeling is mutual. It’s worth it because I get 30 percent of his company if I can survive this marriage. But that’s a big, giant if. And no, before you ask if we had a passionate night of hate and lust on our wedding night, think again. Wolf is doing everything in his power to make me call it quits on our marriage. The only way I’m surviving is with cake. And wine. And did I mention cake?

I'm in a predicament of historic proportions. I've learned I can't inherit my grandfather's highly profitable business unless I'm married? Yes, an entirely ridiculous rule. I live with a herd of rescue cats and nary a boyfriend in sight. I'm also considered plain, sharp-tongued and overweight. And I've never, once been interested in marriage. Hence my reason for applying for a mail-order husband. The next morning I scream with fright when I find a huge, satanic-looking alien lurking on my doorstep.