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I step under the auction lights… And who do I see? The father of my twins. The man who still haunts my dreams… And now, my husband. My dad auctioned me off to pay his debt. But I never expected my highest bidder would be… him. Konstantin Buryakov. With a body made for war, he's the one who took me apart years ago and left my heart in pieces. But he also left something else—his twins in my belly.

My daddy taught me better. I should've known not to drink too much tequila… And sext all three of his hot-as-sin best friends. But Alto, the very bossy VP, makes my heart race faster than his bike. And Colt is a walking, talking wet dream. One look from his smoldering green eyes sets my panties on fire. Then there's Bane… He won't open up about his past, but I just want to suck the scars off his lips. Waking up sandwiched between the three of them is a fantasy come true. But all hell will break loose once Daddy finds out his angel is getting passed around by his biker buddies…

I've been promised to the don of New York's Italian mafia. Marrying him will save my family. Falling for his brother will destroy us all. I know only one way to acknowledge the anniversary of my mama's death—by drinking away the memories in a back street bar. But there's nothing like waking up...

I came to clean up a scandal. I left begging for them. Day one on the job and New York's hottest firehouse hands me three disasters: Hale—the captain with a filthy mouth and zero mercy. Evan—the caretaker with kiss-it-better hands… and a staring problem. Noah—the sunshine sinner who...

I swore I'd never touch Lainey Daniels. She's my son's ex and too sweet for a man like me. I try my best to resist her, but one night, I give in. I take her to my cabin in the mountains to keep her safe. Now, she's mine, whether she's ready for it or not. I expect her to run, to hate me for the filthy things I want to do to her, but she doesn't. She meets my darkness with a blaze of her own. And I'll burn the whole world down before I lose her.

My momma died when I was young, and as for my dad… well, I'd be better off without him. But now that he owes the Bratva, they kidnap me and say I have to pay Daddy's debts with my freaking V-card. I don't have much hope left… not until I meet three of the highest bidders at my auction.

Her letters saved them. Now they'll destroy everything to save her. Wren My brother says he only wants what's best for me. He says the world is dangerous. That I'm safer at home. That he'll teach me everything I need to know. I believed him. Until the day I found a letter that changed everything...

My darkest secret? I let a masked silver fox dominate me… Then he left. I got pregnant. End of story, right? Wrong. Imagine my surprise when I run into him in the delivery room, ready to bring our baby into the world... But Luca is the devil in scrubs. He's a mafia don with many enemies...

My baby boy is gone. But with Konstantin by my side, we'll scorch the earth to bring him back. Nothing will stop us. Not the scums who took our son. No one. If they try to, I'll teach them what hell on earth feels like. What happens when they cross the line. All I want is my family back in one...

My life fell apart when another woman answered my fiancé's phone. "Leave my boyfriend alone," she said. Just like that, my perfect future was shattered into a million pieces. So when I locked eyes with a devastatingly handsome stranger, I decided to do something reckless for once in my life. One night. No names. No strings attached. Just scorching chemistry and skilled hands that made me forget my broken heart. By morning, he was gone. Good riddance. Time to rebuild my life. Until my brother calls, terrified and desperate. "I stole from the wrong people," he whispers.

I've always been a freak in a mask. A cold-hearted psycho. Not fit for polite society. But not in her eyes. My stepsister, Shiloh, is everything I'm not. Kind. Sweet. Innocent. She took one look at me and saw someone worth saving. So, when she was assaulted and justice wasn't served, I took care of it. I became justice. That earned me eleven years in a psychiatric hospital. Everyone thought I'd be there for life. They were wrong. Now that I'm out, I want revenge. I'm going to destroy everyone who dared to hurt my girl while I was gone. But not before I'm taking what's mine, and that's Shiloh.

I was taken, kidnapped by traffickers, and sold like cattle at a market. All for a magic that runs deep through my family's bloodline. Now Lord Eldrion claims me as his own. Cold and cruel he parades me around as a Lady of not only the citadel but his lands, all while refusing to look me in the eyes when he addresses me. This life is worse than death, where others would embrace the luxury I see it as nothing more than a gilded cage. But there is one person who sees me, who dares to defy Lord Eldrion. He too is a prisoner here, trained and forced to entertain visitors at the citadel.

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas… Until you wake up married to three dangerous silver fox bikers. My fiancé dumped me during my bachelorette party. So when three hot bikers offer to make me forget, I did what anyone would do—I rode them until sunrise. They gave me the wildest ride of my life. And forget I did. In fact, I have absolutely no memory of last night. All I know is I drunk-married three bikers twice my age.

Love? Loyalty? Protection? Just whispers of hope, I stopped listening to. The Cold Moon Pack made sure of it—breaking me piece by piece, stripping away every part of who I was. Until they crashed into my world. Uninvited. Unapologetic. Impossible to stop. Three dangerously possessive wolf shifters who I never expected to notice me at all. One with golden eyes who watches me like I already belong to him. One with a sharp tongue and a sunshine grin that hides a storm of violence. And one tattooed in shadows, whose darkness calls to something fractured—and burning—inside me.

I woke up pregnant in a stranger's mansion. He says he's the father. I don't remember him at all. My reflection in the mirror is a stranger, too. The doctors call it temporary amnesia. The Bratva boss calls it a complication. I call it terrifying. My body responds to his touch even when my mind doesn't. But how do you trust a dangerous man who claims you belong to him? Something isn't adding up. Locked doors I'm not supposed to notice. Whispered conversations that stop when I enter a room. Guards watching me with suspicion, not protection.

I've been here from the start—watching, waiting, and breathing in the fear that clings to her skin. She prays to a god that doesn't listen, locks doors that don't keep me out, and walks through a world that I've already carved her name into. She thinks she's alone. She isn't. I live in the shadows, in the walls, beneath her feet. I sleep under her bed. I steal the scent of her skin from the clothes she sets aside. I keep her safe, even as I pull the strings that unravel her sanity, thread by thread. She calls me a demon. A nightmare. A Hellkeeper.

My grandmother used to beat me while screaming that I was cursed. I never truly believed it, but now? I definitely do. My life has been a series of gut punches. First, my sperm donor did the same before I was even born. Dear old Mom followed not long after my first breath. My grandmother, Hester, hated me and never let me forget it. Still, I was determined to make life better. As soon as I graduated from high school, I moved to Virginia. For a while, I thought things were finally looking up. I met Vector, a man who made me believe I was special. That was until he ghosted me.

I've always known Charlotte was off-limits. She's my best friend's daughter. The one woman I can't have. But when I find her stranded in a storm, I can't stop myself. One night together, and I break every rule. I said it wouldn't happen again. I lied. I'll do whatever it takes to make her mine. And no one, not even her dad, is going to stop me.

I was not supposed to fall for my sister's hot guitarist, Jareth Grayson. I wasn't supposed to kiss him, either. But mistakes were made. Asking my gay best friend to pose as my boyfriend at my sister's wedding is an act of desperation meant to keep me out of Jareth's arms. Until it fails spectacularly. My bestie is MIA as soon as we land, and I'm pretty sure Jareth is stalking me. It's the only explanation for why I keep ending up in his arms.

Everything that could have gone wrong did. With the threat of the barren, Freya's unknown location, and the High Priest looming over us, it's hard to rest, and Eryx and I are no longer. Mykill keeps telling me that he'll forgive me, but I know he won't. Our enemies continue pressing into us, trying to break us. And those I once considered allies prove themselves as foe. Will Mykill and I be able to partner enough to defeat them? Or will the crushing weight of our enemies flatten us?