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Being raised in a pack, I grew up knowing exactly what I wanted. A place where I'd belong, where I'd be loved and safe. So the night I smack pasta-first into a tall, scowling alpha who smells like he could be mine, I think I've finally found my happily ever after. A pack of strong, devoted alphas and a life full of warmth and protection. I should have known better. Instead of a fairytale, I walk straight into a pack on the verge of falling apart. Landon, Ronan, Jasper, and Dash may be some of the biggest names in professional hockey, yet off the ice, they're barely holding it together.

Every child deserves to be loved. Every child deserves parents who love them. Yet, for as long as I can remember, I've harbored an insatiable craving for that one simple thing. Love. I was desperate for it. Through years of mistreatment and degradation, I longed for the affection I saw others receive. And I was willing to do anything to prove myself to the people I wanted it from—including going to war. Yet it was never enough. Nothing ever was.

Estranged from her powerful family, Lilith Leviathan finds refuge in Nineveh, a district in the city of Eden devoted to sin. There, she uses her magic to steal for a living, attracting the attention of the five governing families as well as the church, which expects women to remain pious and silent. When Lilith comes into possession of a beautiful blade, she thinks all her worries are over . . . until her usual buyer dies while inspecting it.

My life had been built on a foundation of tragedies, but nothing could have prepared me for the worst one of all. The one that should have sent me over the edge. But I had made a vow to my wife to live…whether she was here or not. For ten years, I got by on a steady routine, and I would've been content to live the rest of my days just like that. But then, my father—the source of my childhood trauma—needed me as his caregiver. And I jumped at the chance to finally receive the love I'd craved in my youth.

For over thirty years, the city of Seboia has barricaded itself against the Gods Cursed kingdom of Brecca and its monstrous creations. Now, the Soulless' numbers are swelling, and their attacks are rising in frequency—an ominous prelude for the darkness sure to come. Captain of the Guard, Darius, must remain focused on his duty to protect his kingdom. But when a group of foreigners arrives in Seboia, their alluring leader becomes an unwanted distraction. A scarred beauty with a sharp mind and even sharper tongue, Lena rouses an all-consuming hunger within the Fire Immortal.

Finding out the guy I hooked up with is on my team isn't the way I saw my first week of coaching going. My name is Anthony Hawke, and I used to be a rising star in the NHL until someone purposefully tore my ACL, ending my career. I went from the top of my life to nothing in a matter of months. I take a coaching job a thousand miles away as a fresh start, only to ruin it before I start. Three months ago, I met him in a bar. Sexy and funny and built like a God—no names, just the best night of my life.

Demi-Gods: She thinks we're monsters. She's not wrong. But she's ours, our fated mate, and we've waited too long to let her slip away. The little wolf can fight, reject, and rage all she wants. We'll show her that not all monsters devour their prey. Some prefer to savor it slowly. Livy: My...

As a former rebel leader, Clarissa Aris is no stranger to power. She's ready to reclaim the throne of the Veridian Empire and is eager to guide her people out of a past of violence and into a better future. But when a mysterious king unexpectedly asks for her hand in marriage to restore peace between their two lands, she chooses to accept. Clarissa travels to meet him in Mysthelm, a realm they had been cut off from for centuries, and is thrust into a foreign kingdom with secrets around every corner.

I'm a focused and goal-oriented librarian-in-training, so there's no way I'm falling for my himbo roommate, who gives off major golden retriever vibes, right? Right. But dang. Since the moment I started renting Luxor's spare bedroom, I've been plagued with these inconvenient urges...so being mature, responsible adults, we've decided to deal with them. One time. Once, to rid Lux of his innocence. Once, to rid me of these distracting desires to lick him.

My whole life, I've been the perfect daughter: perfect hair, perfect body, perfect grades, perfect career. Of course my mother would choose the perfect fiancé for me! Thank God I wised up in time and dumped the jerk, but maybe I shouldn't have jumped into bed with the first hottie who winked at me. But how was I supposed to resist? Yeah, he's an orc, and he's muscled and tatted and definitely the take-charge kind of guy. Little did I realize, when I snuck out of his bed, that he'd left me with a present.

Look, there are plenty of things I just learned about the gorgeous, seven-foot-tall perfect specimen of male living next door to me. Karnak can scent everything about me, including those times I thought I was alone in my hot tub and I decided to experiment with different water jet settings. He's really good at finding lost kitties (not a euphemism). In the four years I've lived next door to him, the orc has known—beyond a shadow of a doubt—that I'm his fated Mate. And apparently it's killing him to stay away.

Aspen Westgrove has spent her life pleasing others, more specifically, her family. Growing up in Faircloud, Texas, she has come to love the roots she dug and wants to make a life for herself in the place she calls home. Aspen aspires to be a romance author, to create stories of love to share with other readers like herself, but there is one small problem—she has never been in love. After losing her job at the local coffee shop, Aspen is left to wonder how she will navigate the sudden change and make her dreams of writing finally come true.

I'm pretty sure there's a rulebook somewhere that says the owner of a successful small-town bakery must be cheerful, friendly, and a little bit curvy, which means I'm nailing it. But my family doesn't see it that way, especially since there's no handsome doctor or lawyer keeping me company. They're visiting Eastshore Isle for our summer celebration, and they're planning to bring me a date to cure my case of singlehood.

I had strict rules while watching my sister's cat in her luxurious NYC condo. Give Munchies all of his medication, no matter how vicious he gets. Use coasters on all surfaces. And definitely do not talk to my sister's grumpy boss. I've never been good at following rules. Once I have the chance to tell off Mr. Strickland for working my sister to the bone... You better believe I take it. Mr. Dragon-In-A-Suit has no idea what hits him. I come in like a Tomahawk missile and leave him shaken. In more ways than one. But here's the thing. He leaves me shaken, too.

They called me a freak. They called me a loser. They tormented me and made my life a living nightmare when all I had ever wanted was to be left alone. And five years ago, after a lifetime of being bullied and harassed, of enduring more pain and trauma than any man could handle, that's exactly what I set out to do. I left the only home I'd ever known to lock myself behind the cemetery gates and care for the only people who have ever given me the peace I craved—the dead.

Cherry Cross is not looking for love. Hell, she's not even looking for like. Not until she meets a man at the last place on earth she wants to be. There's no way she can be with Daniel Jubilee. On paper, they're complete opposites. She's your average girl. He's the oldest son of a billionaire. She works a regular nine-to-five. He's second in command of a large conglomerate. Not only that, but he's also her cousin's boss—the cousin she hates. But from the moment their eyes lock and his fingers brush against hers, they cannot deny the electrical charge. So, they don't.

An orphan with a tragic past and a penchant for wicked deeds, Rose Wolff has never been accepted by her people. She's learned to live in the darkness, content with her Alchemy magic and her quiet apothecary. When a terrible curse sweeping the land forces her to enter the Decemvirate, a magical tournament among the strongest of the empire, Rose is pulled from the shadows and thrown into a world of power games, deadly trials, and entanglements with a handsome, mysterious rebel. With divisions in the empire worsening, there may be more at stake than becoming the champion.

Six years ago, in an effort to avoid an arranged marriage, I walked away from my ruthless father's business empire and built a new life as Eastshore Isle's top realtor. I thought I'd finally left the corporate world—and its power plays—behind. But when his business partner tracks me down, marriage is suddenly back on the table . . . and I'm the prize. To dodge a legally binding nightmare, I turn to the kindest, most talented, most unfairly gorgeous orc I know. Tarkhan needs a mortgage to start his woodworking business. I need a husband on paper. The solution is simple: A contract marriage.

Every morning I wake up and remind myself I was the one who decided to kick out my horrible ex, and it's my choice to raise my kids alone. This is less comforting than you might think when I'm knee-deep in deadlines, snotty noses, defiant preteens, and desperately in need of some help. I just never expected that help to come in the form of an absolutely delicious, seven-foot-tall, green monster . . . an orc who can make a killer pot roast, organize my junk drawer, and seems to understand exactly what each of the kids needs.

I know I'm lucky to have a mate at all. Most would rejoice. Most would run to them. Not me. I want to stay with my family. I was trapped in the veil for the majority of my life, fighting to survive. And I'm supposed to leave them for a man I don't know? I'm tired of Fate making the decisions for me. Yet . . . The ache in my chest becomes too much. The thirst in my throat becomes unbearable. The need to mate is a call I can no longer ignore. Even if I've never touched or kissed another. How will I satisfy him?