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Every server at the roadhouse I work at knows that Vengeance is a package deal. The three enforcers for the Ruthless Reapers don’t just share a job; they share you for one night if you dare to go to one of the rooms upstairs with them. Whenever they come into the roadhouse, they stare at me. Hard pass. It doesn’t matter if they make my stomach flutter and my seriously neglected nether regions stir with some very bad thoughts. But then my aunt’s boyfriend attacks me. One moment I’m calling Vengeance as a last resort. And the next I’m waking up in their bed.

No one ever told me the bugpocalypse would be so lonely. I was ready when the man-eating space bugs descended from the skies. I have everything I need in my fortress: food, water, and my dog, Waffles, but I'm bored out of my gourd and lonely AF. So when a Xarc’n warrior breaks into my home, I decide to “detain” my purple intruder. Note to self: Tranquilizer darts and zip ties do not hold big, burly hunters. At all. Now I have more muscley warrior than I know what to do with pressing me up against the counter and claiming I’m his.

I clipped a shiny, new FBI badge to my belt, thinking I could save the world. Four years later, the shield’s got some dents, along with my idealism. And there’s one cold case that’s come back to haunt me.

They tricked me into a dark and unholy union. Three bastards in witch hats, leather pants, and iron masks. These supernatural stalkers have claimed me for their coven. They won't go away. These assholes will. not. leave. All because I fell for an urban legend: touch the Witch's Tree on a moonless night and discover magic. Wholesome magic like: kinky rituals, blood sacrifice, and jizz potions. Oh, and a forest god who eats people—while they're still alive and screaming. Send help, and I'll send cupcakes.

I was sold to my enemies. The Butchers of the London mob, who run an empire built on sin and greed. The stories I’ve heard about the way they rule their underworld are enough to make my heart race. But those rumors have nothing on the truth. Danny, Church, Frank. The three men who own me now. They made a peace deal with my family, which came at a cost—me. A mafia princess gifted to them as a bride. So here I am in my white dress with a gun to my head and a knife in my garter. The war between our families might have ended with this union, but I’m starting a battle of my own.

CAL: She doesn't trust me. And she's damn right not to. I get what I want, when I want it. Especially when what I want is Andi Wagner. All legs and sass and pouty lips. We've been dancing around each other for a while now. It's only a matter of time before she gives in to the inevitable. But when she finally comes to me, it's for a reason I never would have guessed in a million years. I'll bring in the entire force of the Stone Kings MC to protect her. I'll lay down my life if I need to. But when this is through-assuming we both survive it - she's going to be mine. All mine. 

Savagery. Sin. Depravity - these are my virtues. My religion. My name is Dante Sovrano, head of the Chicago Mob, and I run this city. Everyone bows down to me. Except her. The moment I saw Sarah, I knew she'd be trouble. She's fiery and cutthroat, wrapped up in a lickable package. There are dark secrets hiding behind those gorgeous blue eyes. And I plan to know them all. She'll have to make a deal with the devil to solve her problems. Too bad the devil always takes your soul. And I'll be keeping it - because Sarah London is mine.

My days as MC president are numbered. From the outside, the Ironwood Lords of Carnage are involved in a full-on war. It's an existential threat to the club. On the inside, there's another kind of war ravaging me. It's only a matter of time until it takes me out. It's a race against the clock. And the clock will win.

Reese: My life hasn't been easy. At age 11, my parents and two younger siblings were murdered and I went to live with my grandmother. At age 18, I broke up with my boyfriend of almost one year because he wasn't who I thought he was. He further proved that when he put his hands on me. Two weeks later, my grandmother died. I moved to a new town with my last living relative, my older brother, Carbon, to finish my senior year of high school at Croftridge High. Then, I met Duke Jackson. One decision changed my life forever.

My home, once filled with love and affection, is now cold and empty. As if the war going on outside wasn’t enough, I’m reeling from this hurt and betrayal. Meanwhile, the casualties of this war are piling up. We can only do so much against an enemy we barely understand. They’re closing in and we’re running out of options. And fighters.

Boraleashe Cavalerie was the opposite of his titan brothers. He was stoic, disagreeable, and his attitude towards others was just as biting as his frost. All titans were required to gift their pure hearts to another—to fall in love—as praise to the divinities for their dominion over an element. Refusal to pledge their heart was considered an act of defiance to the gods. There would be judgment . . . and atonement.

Aiden DeSantis is savage, cruel, and wild. The untamed new heir of the DeSantis Mafia. He hunts my father and brother, but he finds me instead. The girl he fixated on for years. The one person he could never have. And now that he’s captured me, he wants to keep me.

Omegas are supposed to crave alphas, to yearn for a pack. But not me. I'd rather scrub toilets than succumb to those instincts. That's why I'm hiding my true nature this Christmas, pretending to be a beta and working as a live-in housekeeper for a pack of alphas—NHL star Rory Sampson, football player Nathan Lane, Olympic swimmer Henry Goldstein, and MMA fighter Xander Brin. Thanks to Callaway Pheromone Suppressant Spray, they don't suspect a thing. It's the perfect plan... until a blizzard hits during my heat week and traps me with them.

Isaac Holt understands the pain of loss. He fought through the tragedy, sought vengeance for it, and in the process, built a formidable empire of both wealth and admiration. However, he had no clue how lonely he was until a brunette with a Cupid's bow and sultry curves fell at his feet. Her brown eyes held a lifetime of secrets, but with a childhood illness teaching Isaac that the weak are often misunderstood, he saw more than a timid, shy woman. She sparked his interest, and although he could have been blinded by lust, years of challenges assured him more than desire was at play.

Eve had one job: kill Adam. But when her mark for the night turns out to be a gift-wrapped omega, Eve can’t resist delaying the job and enjoying the opportunity before her. One bite is all it takes. That’s what Adam is counting on. One bite, and he might live till morning. Success is complicated, and on the run for their lives, Eve and Adam need the one thing neither of them wants: a pack. Can three good men tame the killer and the con artist? Not if this bad alpha can help it.

Years ago, I told him I loved him. But he told me I was too young and he was too dangerous. Then he saved me from a vicious bratva attack and I saw him commit unspeakable crimes. That made me a witness. So I disappeared and left that world behind. I joined the FBI, started a new life,and never saw him again. Until I took an assignment that sent bullets flying and next, I’m hit, staring at those blue eyes once again.

When a mission goes south, Elijah Cobalt is forced to take medical leave. What could be better than relaxing in a small town and keeping an eye on his little sister at the same time? Nothing, until he gets his first look at his sister's boss. Elijah has always felt bulky and big around the smaller type of men he prefers and around Justin Bailey, it's the same damned thing.

Blaze has loved and lost before. He’s been down that slippery path and never wants to go there again...especially not with a human. It’s a great pity that he has no choice. The problem is that he’s the fire king, ruler of all four kingdoms. Blaze is expected to have heirs, and the sooner the better. He’ll have to take a human as his mate, one that will bear his young, but he doesn’t have to love her. Blaze plans on handling it like a business transaction. No love, no emotion, no problem.

One, two, death is surrounding you. Three, four, you'll fight even more. Five, six, grab your crucifix. Seven, eight, learn more of your fate. Nine, 10, battle every now and then. Paige Alice knows heartache, yet she still has so much to deal with being the ghoul queen. She'll have to pull up her big-girl panties, steel her heart, and get on with queenly duties...only she didn't realize it would involve getting up close and personal with the devil himself.

Our home is on the brink of war, and my marriage hangs by a thread. While neighboring armies threaten to march on Four Corners, I’m dealing with a war zone at home. I can’t bring myself to look at Reaper or Gunner, let alone speak to them. I don’t know where my love life stands, or if I even have one anymore. Only Jandro is my rock, and only my work gives me purpose. Eager for a distraction, I jump at the chance to become a battle medic again. Little did I know it would force me to end the weeks of silence between me and my men.