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Never let them get you to the second location. Even if that location happens to be a lakeside mansion home to four hot-as-sin men. After years of living in survival mode, I'm finally hitting rewind on the story of my life. There's nothing standing in the way of my bright future at Lake Chapel University. Or so I thought.

When winter comes to the Court of Dreams, the war against the Subterranean of Nightmares freezes. To celebrate, the faerie queen holds a tournament where mortals compete for the prize of a dream come true. For outsider Willow Nightstalk, it's the only way to break the curse making her as ugly as she feels. But the deadly tournament has a darker purpose—to flush out flawed mortal blights on the perfectly pretty fae society… and to kill them.

Bumping into my three ex-Seal one-night stands from years ago, now living next door? Yep, our fresh start just turned into a wild complication for me and my son. Life as a single mom in Lilyfield seemed simple until my past walked back in—Justin, Ben, and Mason, the men from a long-ago wild night, reappeared. Justin's tender care contrasts with his fierce passion, making every moment with him a whirlwind of emotion. Ben, with his commanding presence and protective nature, stirs something deep within me. And Mason, whose quiet strength and understanding complements the trio perfectly.

The Obsidian Order demands not just survival but submission. Every trial, every secret unearthed, binds me deeper to this clandestine world where power is currency and loyalty is conditional. Yet beneath the surface, a rebellion simmers within me. And Delilah, my obsession, my bride, is the reason. I vowed to protect her, to fight for her. But can I defy the very Order that shaped me? For my little raptor, I'd take on the world. Because she is everything.

The Obsidian Order only cares about three things: secrecy, loyalty, and power. Every man born to the founding families is bred for this purpose, to serve the society and its objectives. As a result, we are the elite. Untouchable. Unbreakable. If we make it through the Trials. I will, as long as my obsession doesn't get the best of me. This girl… If the Order doesn't kill me, she'll be the death of me. Because I won't give her up. She's mine.

This must be a mistake. There's no way the Goddess chose me to be a demon's bride. I barely have any magick, and certainly not enough to repair the bargain between witches and demons that's kept both our realms stable for centuries. But Eren is… nothing like I expected. Something about him calls to me. Tempts me. And he looks at me like no one else ever has—like I'm strong and worthy. Like he wants to keep me, cherish me… and sink those wicked, wicked fangs of his into me.

F--k me for choosing the wrong sister. Atlas Carter was a protector. He was a police officer, had spent years in the Air Force, spent his entire teen years as a volunteer firefighter. Being a protector was in his blood. It was his dream. So when a woman was in a dangerous situation, it was his every instinct to protect her. To shield her. To watch over her. Only, that woman had played him. She’d set him up.

Gray has managed to become king of the realm. Many brides surround his throne, both human and otherwise. But he's yet to discover his true origin. The search to uncover his hidden past penetrates the very essence of both the Stillness and the supernatural creatures known as Shade.

Maybe Jackson would be different if he were in love. If he were in a relationship. Or, if the world outside this room hadn't fallen into violent chaos, hadn't become a constant war we have no choice but to fight. Maybe he would take his time. Be softer. Gentler. Maybe he would smile or even laugh. Maybe I would be different too. Maybe I wouldn't need his hungry eyes and demanding hands in the dark. But this is how we are together every time. He's not my friend or my boyfriend, but sometimes I go to his room after the sun goes down. I need to.

When I met British billionaire Kabir Spencer at Splice London, he promised me an unforgettable night and nothing more. One night turned into a string of satisfying encounters, each one hotter than the last. As our dynamic evolved, Spence helped me explore a side of myself I didn’t know existed until the moment I uttered the words Yes, Sir.

Experience sizzling Regency romance! She needs to lose her maidenly innocence; he needs to fulfill a wicked challenge. Will this short-term arrangement give them both more than they bargained for?

Miss Caroline Parker wants nothing more than to train her ponies, horrified that her family is pushing her to find a husband during the upcoming London Season. Captain Thomas Ogden, a wounded war veteran, is shocked to find he will inherit an ancient title and a dilapidated estate from a reclusive marquess. According to his mother, the only hope for Thomas is to find a wealthy heiress to wed in order to restore the faded fortunes of his unexpected legacy.

The King is dead, which makes Gray the true King. But his brother has set himself up on the throne, taking Gray's rightful place. Gray is a wanted criminal throughout the kingdom, so taking the throne back will require some creative thinking and a whole lot of help. Thank the gods that the latter isn't in short supply. After bonding with female entities known to the outside world as shades, he has been granted powers beyond those of mortal men. Increased speed, the ability to create duplicates of himself, as well as a magical sword crafted from godmetal—just to name a few.

I want nothing to do with the Crescent Coven. I'm happy with my tea shop, my small magick, and my mundane life. Since the coven never wanted me, either, it's better this way. But when the High Priestess shows up on my doorstep and issues an ultimatum I can't refuse, I'm pulled right back into the coven's unending drama.

Normandy Blake and her half-sister Chelsie just inherited Mischief Motors from their late father, Victor. The company is the most elite private car service in Las Vegas, serving the wealthy and the lucky, and the sisters are desperate to keep it that way. But news of Victor’s death has mixed reactions from their clients. One of the top tech companies in the world is holding its annual board meeting in Las Vegas, and its CEO, Brandon Carmichael, wants to pay his respects to his late friend Victor while he’s in town.

The only thing I’ve ever wanted was to get the hell out of Little Hope. Its small-town traditionalism is stifling, and there’s no way for ‘trailer trash’ like me to get ahead. But a few years ago, my fate was sealed, locking me in this place forever. The only shiny thing in town is Justin Attleborough, who’s put me at the top of his ‘hate-list’ for reasons that are beyond me, along with half the town. The more forbidden the fruit is, the sweeter it seems.

No wrong moves. Those were the words the first boy I ever loved whispered in my ear on graduation weekend. Naively, I believed him. Now those three little words feel like a bad omen I can’t escape. Every move I’ve made since I returned to South Chapel hurts my ex-boyfriend, Greedy. But it’s for his benefit. That’s what I tell myself. Intentionally hurting him is for the best. It has to be. I said goodbye to the possibility of forever with him the moment my mom and his dad “introduced us” at their engagement dinner. Three years have passed, but that doesn’t matter to Greedy.

Air Force Combat Controller Derek Bollinger knows what it is to feel that every breath might be his last. Enduring hell in an enemy prison for five weeks taught him that. The only thing that got him through it was the thought of his family, his hometown of Oak Creek, Wyoming, and especially of Becky Mackay. He survived, but with blood on his hands. His own.

I didn't think pulling off for a quick bite to eat in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere would change everything. I was wrong. Now, I'm running through the forest wearing nothing but a red cloak, being hunted by wolves. I'm desperate, terrified, and not ready to die. When they attack, I know this is it. Except…it isn't. Because the den of wolves that bite me somehow turns into men. Men who swear I'm just like them—a shifter. And as much as I don't want to believe them, I'm not sure they're wrong.

Alice Monroe is a good person who is about to do a very bad thing. All my life, I had worked tirelessly to achieve perfection. Perfection was in my blood, and so was the art of dance. All that hard work had earned me my dream job as a professional dancer at the ripe age of twenty-four, the perfect boyfriend, and the naïve belief that perfection was built to last.