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He was perfect in every way, but he was a werewolf. According to him, so was I. I was starting to fall for Brandon when I envisioned him dead. To save myself from grief, I rejected him. But when he risked his life and saved me a second time, I couldn’t resist my desire anymore.

This cruel king won’t stop until he breaks me. Dutch Cross, lead singer of The Kings, is a monster. Don’t let his amber eyes, chiseled jaw line, and crooning voice fool you. He prowls the hallways of Redwood Prep like he owns every inch. Brutal. Untouchable. Beast. And when his golden eyes meet mine, I know I’m his next prey. The monster wants me out of Redwood. But the fancy private school is my last chance at a better life for my sister. No one has ever dared to go against Dutch and his equally gorgeous brothers. I’m honored to be the first.

I wasn’t planning to propose to Raif Jones, the bad boy from the wrong side of town. The one with the tattooed muscles, naughty blue eyes, and dimpled, James-Dean grin. You see, it all started with a series of bad decisions. First was flirting with a dangerous criminal to rescue a little girl I didn’t even know. Second was throwing a massive, masked gala in my small-town hideout (complete with drag queens) and not expecting to draw attention… Then Raif rode in on a motorcycle and melted my undies (and my heart), saying he wouldn’t let anybody hurt me.

As the weakest vampire, I have always been bullied as a disgrace, especially since my father was the leader. Humiliated and finally exiled, I adapted to my new life as a normal café waitress. Until that man broke my tranquility.

Mating to my date’s invisible sister? my wolf must be crazy...I lived a perfect life with enormous power and fortune. Until I turned twenty-one when I found my fated mate. In my date's pack... Fated mating to an unshifted?! That must be kidding. I rejected her immediately, ignoring my wolf’s crazy moaning to possess her. But when my selected wife proposed to kill our mates, I began to hesitate. And finding out that she was the same age as my missing Beta's daughter, I realized it was a huge mistake...She's mine...But maybe it's too late...

Dutch Cross is rich, powerful, and possessive. I gave him too much of me and now it’s too late to run. Yet it’s what I do. Far, far from the villain of the story. But the thing about villains is… They always drag you back to the dark. And when a secret that should have stayed buried rises from the grave, I have no choice but to join hands with the enemy.

Once upon a time, a wondrous Kingdom flourished under the reign of its proud Fae king and his family. All was not as it seemed when poisonous schemes and utter betrayal led to the downfall of an empire. Sixteen years have since passed, the lands now lay in ruin, and crime prevails despite the will of the Council. Their mission becomes clear: produce an heir and unite the Kingdom to restore its former glory.

Raised in a toxic Alpha family, I dreamed of running away every day. But this man changed everything. He was the disliked son but proved to be the powerful Alpha candidate. And he turned out to be my mate. My foster father asked me to seduce him for business secrets but didn't know how hot the night we had spent together before. I fell for him so desperately that I would break the blood oath to help him. Only to find out that he wanted me to be a spy...

Dutch Cross, lead singer of The Kings, is a nightmare come to life. I fell for his amber eyes, chiseled jaw line, and crooning voice once before and it almost cost me my future. Never again. This time, I’ll be the one to make him bleed. But Dutch has no intentions of giving me the upper hand. Heartless. Ruthless. Savage. He seeks revenge for my secrets and declares war on the most precious thing I have. The beast thinks he can break me.

I must deny my fated mate. But even after all these years, he still manages to take my breath away. But now Preston is the new alpha and he’s determined to prove that our fated bond is undeniable. But I’m a wolf shifter with a secret. To give up that secret means giving up my freedom.

My life was turned upside down when my mate arrived at our ceremony with a stunning stranger in his arms. In just a few days, I went from being the alpha female to a social outcast, even though I had risked my life to protect my pack. But I refused to let this defeat me.

My plan was simple… return to Floodborn, enroll in the new academy, and earn the throne, all while returning the fae to our former glory and claiming my birthright. And yet nothing has been simple since the moment I arrived. Part of me should have known, and the other part blames the four men I can't seem to escape.

He's a hot, shirtless hockey player…and he’s my fake date for my ex-husband’s wedding. Talk about a hot flash to beat all hot flashes. The wedding bells are ringing and my ex-husband is the groom! When my grown kids hook me up with a fake date to my ex-hubby's tropical island nuptials, I expect sun, sand, and plenty of fruity cocktails—not steamy nights with a shirtless pro hockey player!

I experience a pull so deep and so undeniable, that when I look up and meet the eyes of a waitress, our gazes lock. Recognition sparks between us. In an instant, I’m sure. This woman is mine. I can tell my parents sense the connection, too. But judging by their expressions, they know something I don’t. Like me, they’re aware she’s special. But the fear in their eyes tells me she’s the last person on Earth they want to be my mate...

I've never met a challenge I couldn't deke out—until Emily Brooks blasted into my world with all the subtlety of a slapshot to the face. When an underwear incident (don’t ask) gives Emily ammunition for her gossip blog Blades After Dark, I’ve become her very reluctant muse. Perched on her Zamboni with a crafty smirk on that gorgeous face, she’s determined to turn my life into one big penalty box. Not only does this woman have an Olympic-sized grudge against me, she cheered—yes, cheered—for the other team. When I find out she has a secret she doesn’t want out, it’s gloves off.

Her past could destroy her second chance with her fated mate...Since returning to Moon Valley, Ciara Quinn has been given a second chance. She’s bound to her alpha, Preston, and wants to prove to him and the Crimson Moon pack that she’s here to stay. But when her ex, Cyrus, arrives in town uninvited, everyone starts asking questions.

My fated mate has a bounty on her head… I’ve always known my fated mate is special, but now the world knows the truth about Liza, she’s more at risk than ever. There hasn’t been another wolf like her for centuries, and the public scrutiny directed her way is setting my wolf on edge. When a bounty is put on her head, my protective instincts go into overdrive.

Agent or not, when your dad is the head of the most notorious arcane crime family in the country, no one believes you when you say you didn’t open that gate to Hell on purpose. Now, I’m practically glued under enough null wards to hide a god and stuck with a stupidly sexy shifter of a jailer who hates my guts. When my former employer comes sniffing around, not only does he keep me alive, but we find out that our pasts are far more connected than either of us realize. And the lies we’ve been told could kill us both.

Coming back to my hometown wasn’t part of my Christmas game plan. Neither was coaching my old high school’s hockey team or crossing paths with Colette McAllister, the Ice Queen of Brooking Sound. Back in high school, she was my biggest crush—and my brother’s biggest fan. Now, she’s all sharp glares, sarcastic quips, and a refusal to admit how much fun she’s having making my life miserable. But when my buddy Tucker bets I can’t get Colette to go on a date and kiss me under the mistletoe by Christmas Eve, I can’t resist.

Getting hitched to the guy who walked out on me in the middle of a hookup wasn’t on my bingo card, but here we are. Sawyer O’Malley is bad news. He told me so. But when you sneak off with a guy like Sawyer at your best friend’s wedding, bad feels kind of good. Until he ghosts you. I made a point to avoid him after that. But somehow I find myself in the middle of his viral social media screw-up. Do I care if he got himself into a pickle and needs a wife? No. I don’t do second chances. But my credit is shot and I need a place to crash until I get back on my feet.