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I am the type of woman who always plays it safe. In my professional life as a public relations "fixer", and in my personal life, especially when it comes to the opposite sex. Really, who needs the wild highs and the I-want-to-die-because-he-left-me lows of a relationship? At least, that's what I thought...until I met HIM. Damian No-Last-Name-Given is sexy as sin, and I'd developed some kind of weird, instant attraction to him the moment he settled his chiseled body next to mine on a flight from London to Los Angeles.

Abigail Haddock is stunning, sensible, and some would say...stuffy. But it's not really her fault. She was raised in one of Wessco's oldest, most affluent, aristocratic families - "stuffy" is their middle name. So is successful. Abby's working overtime to distinguish herself as a top-notch physician, just as her family legacy demands. She doesn't have time for nonsense. Tommy Sullivan's all about nonsense.

I've been locked up in this house watching the Mirakill MC Pack since they moved in next door. Those motorcycle-riding, leather-wearing outlaw alphas who make my heart race. All their wild parties and comings and goings are pure temptation into a world of sin that I am desperate to experience.

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.

Lady Augusta Penworthy is in dire straights. Her father has spent every last coin, and she and her sisters cannot even afford coal. One chance encounter and a torn gown changes everything. While one might think a sudden marriage to a wealthy lord a relief if that marriage is to the Duke of Blacktower, one would be vastly mistaken. For no young lady wishes to be that infamous rake's bride.

I don't want an alpha. I don't want the legendary Murphy pack as stepbrothers. I don't want to share a house with the four boys every girl in school wants. And I definitely don't want their breath on my skin, their scent in my nose, their marks on my neck. Their father told them to look after me. But he doesn't realize just how they've decided to twist that directive. I'm a pet omega for them to play with. And they're about to give me everything they decide I need.

I made a bargain in a dark alley to protect a man without a name. I'm just the beta; my twin is the desired omega. I scored a great job at a resort where I can earn enough to get us out of the desperate poverty we live in and finally keep us safe. In one stupid move, our fortune turns. The terrifying and powerful Treyfield Pack holds my life in the palm of their hands. The only thing standing in the way of them destroying me is that stranger from the alley. Now, I have something they want. I have something they can't live without. I have their omega.

My name is Maeve Banks—Type A single mom, oldest daughter, and renowned interior designer for millionaire bachelors. And the new Mrs. Logan Matthews. The latter title is not something I wanted, but something I was forced to do. And for good reason: My adorable six-year-old son. The guide for my perfectly controlled life was simple: No dating or distractions. Focus on my son and my business. Everything was going to plan until the night Logan Matthews—one of the world's youngest and most eligible billionaires—sits down next to me at an airport bar.

In therapy, they tell you to use your senses. List the things you know: Sermons recited with malice. A blood-soaked ritual. The sting of tears and gasping sobs of the dying. Rotting flesh. I grew up in a cage, tortured by the Lord Almighty's most twisted servant. Death and despair became my close companions as I watched years of slaughter at Pastor Michaels’ hand. Eighteen girls. Dead. Eighteen lives. Ended. Eighteen futures. Stolen.

He’s an unrepentant sinner, East End rogue, and devoted charmer of anything in petticoats. But Rafe Sutton has one small problem: he cannot seem to recall what happened between himself and one delectable, surly governess. He woke in her bed with the devil’s own headache and no memory of the evening before. Now, he’s on a mission to unravel the mystery, for the sake of his pride and for the honor he had not previously believed he possessed.

Fitz and I have done some wild things, but waking up as newlyweds? Total disaster. It threatens to expose the one secret I've kept buried for years, the only secret I've ever kept from my best friend—that despite us both being straight, I think I'm in love with him. When Gramps needs me to stay married to lock in my inheritance, I'm terrified my feelings for Fitz could destroy everything we have.

Deceitful. Arrogant. Cold. Those are the three perfect words to sum up my husband to be. After little deliberation, my parents decide Isiah Darcy is the perfect suitor. He’s rich, British, and the perfect ally for the Benedetto family business. I can’t stand him, but they don’t care what I want. He’s stuck up and has little respect for women. Once we’re married, he makes it painfully clear I have no rights. I’m nothing more than a puppet. A way for him to get what he’s always wanted. Revenge on my family for something that happened years ago. My husband wants to tear my family apart.

When Ella was just a kid, her deadbeat dad ditched her in Australia. She's still there, working as a biochemist. And apart from a few little trust issues, she's gotten her life on track. Until now. Her lab? Trashed. Her apartment? Destroyed. Her life? Over. And now, she's on the run with a mysterious and insanely hot cop who just happens to turn into a massive extinct beast in the middle of the Australian wilderness, pursued by some really weird enemies.

Having to attend my sister's wedding with a pretend boyfriend was bad enough, but when that fake date left me stranded an hour before the ceremony, I thought my life was over. No one wore disappointment as poorly as my mother, and I'd already given her a thousand reasons to wish I'd never been born. Which was why, when a random stranger sat beside me at the bus stop, wearing a crisp suit and a winning smile as though God himself had heard my woeful prayers, I wasted no time in making a rushed deal with the devil: A night of his time in exchange for money I didn't have.

Newly retired from an elite Australian Commando unit, Basil St. John, code-named Halo, is moving to Washington, D.C. with his K9 Max. In his new job, Halo will spearhead the development of Team Charlie for Iniquus's famed Cerberus Tactical K9 unit. Learning the ropes with Panther Force, Halo focuses on navigating the dangers he and Max face in their new roles. Things turn dire as the team tries to save a family. When a stranger races into the fray, Halo is blown away by her determination and courage. But with no way to find her again, she is all Halo can think about.

I thought I'd hit the jackpot when I was upgraded to first class on my flight to London. That is, until he sat next to me. Gabriel Scott: handsome as sin, cold as ice. Nothing and no one gets to him. Ever. He's a legend in his own right, the manager of the biggest rock band in the world, and an arrogant ass who looks down his nose at me. I thought I'd give him hell for one, long flight. I didn't expect to like him. I didn't expect to want him. But the biggest surprise? He wants me, too.

When it Raines, it pours. I'm on the bus to nowhere with a dream that shouldn't exist. On the bus to nowhere, I meet Locke Raines, who is as mysterious as he is appealing. He looks familiar, yet hoards secrets and pain, and the only promise he'll commit to is that this is a one-time thing. We're both running from something, and the perfect place to hide is in the idyllic little town at the end of the nowhere trip.

The utterly charming Emily Leverton has a dark past and is determined to leave it behind in her respectable new role as a governess. But when she is recruited by a secret network of governesses who spy on the ton, it may just be a way to redeem the dark secrets of her past. An ex-solider turned railroad magnate, Zach hunts killers for the Metropolitan Police by day and dutifully attends balls at night. In neither world has he met a woman with the brazenness to mock him.

Team Hades, genetically modified to be the best, lost one of their own a long time ago. Losing her changed them since they no longer had a heart to protect, turning them into deadly weapons. When I show up, Team Hades is thrown into a spin of mixed emotions, ones they were never trained to master. None of them can understand why they are drawn to me, why the memories of their heart are resurfacing, and it's tearing them apart. Could I be the one they lost? Or is this just another test?

Roxy Kincaid isn't a biker chick anymore. She's made herself more than Jethro Winston's castoff, and she's never going back to her old life with the Iron Wraiths. But one summer night, a charming stranger threatens to sweep Roxy off her feet. Ignoring fate and their instant attraction, she has to get back to her real life in Green Valley. He couldn’t be the one that she wants when he’s exactly the thing that could ruin everything. If only she could stop thinking about him.