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My gift has always felt more like a curse. Standing up and speaking the truth when nobody wants to hear it is terrifying. But the truth doesn't erase the horrors I've seen. It doesn't silence the whispers, or blind me to the fingers pointed my way. Doing the right thing never brought me anything but trouble. So finding myself held captive by a sexy-as-sin duo who loathe me on sight doesn't come as a shock. What does surprise me is how quickly my anger for them burns out, leaving a ferocious need in its place.

I loved a boy once. I let him go to chase his dreams. But he doesn't know I kept a piece of him with me. Benji Mills took the opportunity and ran as far as he could from our small town. Now he's one of the star members of the Connecticut Comets hockey team. His speed and skill rule the ice, and his sharp-shooting skills have earned him a reputation as a sniper. No matter how hard I try, I can't forget about him.

Five years ago, my sister was abducted by an outlaw biker club. I have it narrowed down to only one club who could've done it—Devil's Nightmare MC. So when one of their members gets assigned community service at the foundation I run to help sex trafficking victims, I'm sure I'll finally get the justice I seek. But he's nothing like the monster I know he must be. But I will not fall for his gorgeous blue eyes and sweet words. Problem is, that might not be as easy as it sounds.

He called me his "mystery girl" on stream. Live. In front of thousands of viewers. The wildest part? I didn't even know who he was. I was at my usual gaming café, grinding ranked matches in a popular MOBA game called NLA. But instead of celebrating my latest win, I was fuming. One of my teammates had spent the entire game spewing sexist insults at me, even though I carried the match and we won despite him.

I lost my soul a long time ago. Sold it to the Devil. But she's always been there. Summer. But I gave up on that dream a long time ago. Her father is Ice, one of the most senior members of Devil's Nightmare MC. But then we find ourselves stuck in a secluded cabin, just the two of us, forced to share one bed. And respect for her father will only get me so far when she's lying next to me nearly naked. I'm not thinking about tomorrow because I might not live past today. All I know is that I need her like I've never needed anything or anyone.

Jax and I have been together forever. Until he decided I'm better off without him. Then he just disappeared into the night and cut me off. I'm not better off, but I will get on with my life. I'm a singer and I'm going on my first tour. Without him. Even though the plan was always for the two of us to ride together. I'll have to go alone, because now he also landed himself in prison. I don't ever want to see him again. But only because I know one glance, one word, one touch will make me fall for him all over again. And when I visit him in prison, that's exactly what happens.

I'm an omega used as scent bait for feral alphas fighting in underground deathmatches. I was told I'm an omega without a heat—a lie. The truth? My heats were medically suppressed, and now, I've been sold as a secret weapon in a brutal underground where feral alphas are pitted against each other in fights to the death. When the Omega Crimes Bureau raids the ring, my dream of having love with a real pack seems within reach, but freedom is never that simple.

I see dead people. While it might sound cool, I can assure you, it's not. The dead are even bigger assholes than the living. I learned at a young age to be invisible. Even breathing wrong could set my father off. The beatings became progressively worse as I got older, and I feared I wouldn't survive to see my eighteenth birthday. So I plotted my escape, and no one was more surprised that it worked than me!

Lorelei Romano thought junior year would be spent living with her best friend, having the best season of her life on the girls’ soccer team and enjoying time with her boyfriend. Instead, she was suddenly single and stuck living with her brother in the football house across the hall from the grumpiest football player on campus. The tight end might be easy on the eyes with his tree-trunk thighs and gorgeous thick hair, but the guy hates her on sight.

I used to be that girl. Before loving you. The daydreamer who believed in fairy tales. And I knew I was right to have faith when a moment of serendipity led me to both of you. The three of us were blissfully happy, until your lies were exposed and the dream faded. Now I know that falling in love was just the point of impact, a single moment when life veered dangerously off course. Now I'm that girl.

Ever heard of impostor syndrome? Well, if you look it up in the dictionary, you'll find my picture beside the definition. I've been living in my older brother's shadow since the day I was born. Anyone would struggle to live up to the legacy of the great Jaxon Slate, hockey superstar and face of the league. But it's worse for me. Everyone expects me to be Jaxon 2.0, and I'm nothing more than an off-brand imitation. When I'm out and about, people see me and glance over my shoulder, hoping he's with me. Until her.

Being the MC President's daughter was never going to be an easy life. Not in general, not in love. Especially when the guy meant for you isn't yours to have. And that's just one of the many reasons why I'm going away. Back to my ancestral lands, where everything is simple and pure. Where I can do some good. And I'm not coming back.

Born to a man of faith who let his vision for the future twist his mind, I learned to stay in the shadows, collecting the kids that ended up in this godforsaken place with me. They're the lost ones, and I'm their Wendy. The forgotten one, the dud, the failure. My only use now is as a future breeder to the cause. But they've taken enough, and I'll be damned if I let them take more. When the chance of escape is dangled before me like a carrot on a stick, I take it. I run with my lost ones toward a new life where the kids can be kids, and I can be free.

I grew up with hockey in my blood. Becoming the new social media manager for the Chicago Blizzards was my dream job. I thought I knew everything about the game, including how to guard my heart against the infamous charms of hockey players. I was wrong. First, there's Lukas, the forward whose flirtations could melt the ice he plays on. Then there's Ryan, the defenseman whose stoic exterior hides depths of loyalty. Alex, the skills coach, challenges me to see beyond the game, while Slade, our team captain, reveals a vulnerability that calls to me in a way I never anticipated.

Zowen has been in love with Aston for as long as he can remember. She's perfect, except for the fact that she fell in love with his best friend. For years, he loved her from afar. He told himself that as long as Aston was happy, his feelings didn't matter. However, Aston isn't nearly as happy as she seems. And by the time Zowen figures things out, his life takes a turn for the worse.

It should have been an in-and-out job. Find the girl and bring her home. But we're not the only ones who came for her. And when our rescue mission goes horribly wrong, we find ourselves stranded and alone in the unforgiving jungle. With death stalking our heels, every day becomes a battle for survival. A battle not all of us will win.

I can't understand why—out of the four hockey players I'm sharing a house with this semester—Finn Howard's the one who catches my eye. The guy never smiles. He doesn't say much and disapproves plenty. But, something about him feels familiar. Something about him feels safe.

One man. Two names. Two personalities. One captivates, the other terrifies. Under the pretense of love, he used me, searching for secrets I didn't know I had. Cuddles, kisses, and whispered sweet nothings lulled me into a false sense of security that shattered with a single flashback. Running from the threat I now know he is, I fall straight into a nightmare… and the darkness reveals the truths. I’m not the center of Nash’s world. I’m a piece in Carter’s game.

One evening, two years’ worth of memories lost. Under the pretense of recovery, my father sends me to an elite boarding college, but soon, my memories start rushing back, and it’s obvious I’m not at Lakeside to heal. I’m here to hide. Navigating the scattered past to decipher the threat lurking in the shadows is hard while I’m kept in the dark and even harder when he steals my focus. Crude, arrogant, and threatening, he draws me in, and the closer I get, the less I understand. Waking up without memories is terrifying, but remembering the time I lost is infinitely worse.

When I throw myself at the mercy of the Ringmaster in No Man's Land, I'm only seeking temporary refuge. A place to hide from the corruption and death that waits for me back home. Three months. That's all I have until the protection the circus provides me expires. My bodyguards? Three shifters who look at me like they want to eat me for dinner. They want my body. My heart. And even as the attraction I feel for them is stronger than anything I've ever felt, neither of those are mine to give. Not anymore.