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Welcome to Wellard Asylum, where the medical staff are as insane as the patients. Dr. Alexsander Martin is a monster. He’s bad enough, but the moment Raven Bonetti lays eyes on Bianca, it’s game over. With two madmen obsessed with her, there’s nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.

One night changes everything. One fight gone viral can win Paxton a million dollars, endorsements, UFC recruiting. And another video gone viral could cost him it all. Because now a stalker is sending him videos from the night his mother was killed.

As merchandise heading to an intergalactic auction, Ashe’s future looks grim. So when a too-sexy-for-his-own-good alien outlaw solicits her help to break them out of lockup, she jumps on the chance. Ashe only needs to survive long enough with the known criminal to get her end of the bargain: freedom. She trusts the clawed and fanged Tallean warrior to keep her safe, but who will keep her safe from him?

Cruel. Insane. Furious. Lachlan O’Rourke crashed my wedding, saw the bruises under my veil, and now… he’s my new husband. He’s untamed and reclusive and says I’m way too young and innocent for a monster like him. He keeps reminding me this is just a marriage of convenience to keep me safe until the ballet conservatory accepts me.

To the rest of the world, I'm a damsel; rejected by my own mates and bonded against my will. Now, I need them to see that broken omega, so easily underestimated, because it's up to me to save my pack. With threats closing in, time is running out, and if I can't find answers, I might lose Dusk, Ransom, and Umbra—the alphas I've fallen for. Alphas who have already had everything stolen from them.

One word could kill them all. That's what I was warned about after the first accident when I killed my family's allies. My powers manifested too young. Powers I never asked for. I can connect with the realm of the dead. My medium? My voice. And so I don't talk. Ever. Not to anyone—except my sister, of course. She's the only reason I'm not utterly insane after a lifetime spent hiding. In the darkness. In silence. Under a shroud of loneliness with only the dead for company.

Piper needed a job. Any job would do. But when the temp agency assigns her to clean the house of a bunch of snobby rich men, she isn’t sure it's worth it. Stuck in a job she has no choice but to keep, Piper becomes even more indebted to her employers when she breaks a priceless vase. However, her clumsiness is the least of Piper’s troubles. Her mysterious and dangerously tempting employers have a secret. One that they are willing to kill to keep. Will she be able to save her job? Let alone live through it?

What would you do if you had to betray the people who taught you the true meaning of freedom? When cornered, I turn against the Tailors, the four men who taught me the true meaning of love and who own me in a way that no one else ever has. Though they forgive me, we soon discover a new danger stalking us, one that threatens to tear us apart. As we fight for survival, we must confront the ghosts of our past and the monsters that lurk in the shadows.

Hope Mitchell lived her life on the outskirts; no attachments, no friends, no family. All of this by design. She knew the pain that came when you lost someone who meant something to you. She’d sworn off men long ago; the last time she fell in love she invited the devil into her heart, and she lost, huge. That was to say, she knew better than to let the larger-than-life Delta Force operator into her life. Hope recognized the risk, but Beau promised he would fight for her, which he did, until he left her more broken than he found her.

The scary alien hunter has his eyes on me. He’s got sharp fangs, massive claws, huge horns, and walks around in nothing more than a loincloth! Totally terrifying! So why is my body betraying me and reacting in ways it shouldn’t? With troublemakers inside the gates and deadly space bugs roaming outside, I soon realize Mal’k is the last person I should fear. Because in this crazy bugpocalypse, a hyper-protective Xarc’n warrior is the very thing I need.

When my brother steals a treasure from a dragon’s precious hoard, I find myself facing down the monster sent to retrieve the locket. Mateo gives me three days to produce the stolen goods, or he’ll lock me in the dungeon and throw away the key. The catch? He’s not letting me out of his sight. What starts out as a hunt for my wayward brother ends up with me in the sights of a ruthless wizard. My manticore captor-turn-protector is more than the sum of his parts, and I soon realize I’m falling for him. But love means nothing if I can’t get out of this alive.

The guys in the Single Dads Club would tell you it was time years ago, but until recently, the risk of hurting my little girl outweighed the benefit of getting a piece of ass. Now that I have a tween daughter on my hands? It's becoming more apparent with every poster hung on the wall, every fight over make-up and every uncomfortable conversation about puberty, that at least one of us needs a female touch in our lives.

Allie Sutton just got a new job. Not one she wants, and definitely not one she's prepared for. She hadn't seen her dad in years, so the last thing she expects upon his sudden death is to inherit the thing he loved more than anything (or anyone)...the professional football team he owned for the last 20 years. Luke Pierson does not want a new boss. What he wants is to be a good father to his daughter, the best quarterback possible for his teammates. What he doesn't need is a blonde bombshell ruining the team's chances at another championship.

"You have my word, Gray. I will get you off this island, and I will bring you home." It was supposed to be an easy in-and-out job. Nothing Darius Quinn hadn't done before. But this job had something none of the others did: Gray Nolan. Like Murphy's Law advised, anything that could go wrong...

Dark days filled with pain are still present in Paige's life. If it wasn't for her men, she would have given up a while ago. Even with the looming visit to the council, who she's sure want to see her destroyed, she can easily take them on because she has her guys at her side. And as long as they aren't harmed, then she won't have to kill anyone. For now.

Sassy, sexy, and hot-headed, she came into town like a wildfire. She's got secrets, I can tell. But Sydney Banner's keeping her cards close to her chest. She can fight it all she wants, but as the enforcer for the Lords of Carnage, I have a way of getting what I want. And I want her in my bed. Every. Damn. Night.

I live by the cut. It's a brotherhood. Sex, crime, and power. But when I see that sexy little number in over her head at the biker bar, I want to pummel the son of a bitch who threatens her. Taking Alix back to my club for protection is all I can do. Hell, I want to do so much more. She wonders if I'm dangerous. Loaded question. But she needs my help anyway. She knows I'm her only hope to find her sister before the clock runs out. After that, Alix is mine. Whether she knows it or not.

They call him the Sick Heart. They say he's a shameless monster. They say he's a ruthless killer. They say he's as twisted as the man who owns him. They say a lot of things about Cort van Breda. But in our world violence is money, and money is winning, and winning is life, and life is the only thing that matters. Except...he wasn't meant to win that last fight. And I wasn't meant to be his prize. But he did. And I am. And now his sick heart owns me.

My secret's out. The mage council knows about my forbidden magic, and they plan to make an example out of me and everyone who knows the truth. Everything I feared for so many years is coming true. Running from my power didn't protect my secret or those I care about. So, I have to embrace my magic and all the death and destruction it leaves in its wake. The only way to evade the council is by working together with my mates as we travel to another realm.

I hate Christmas. Years and years of disappointment have taught me that Christmas is the worst. I don't like the music, the food, the decorations…anything. And Lincoln Daniels, my tattooed hockey god of a husband, thinks he's going to change that… I tell him it's not going to happen.