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Dallas Dodge has spent his life chasing adrenaline—first in the foster system, then in the rodeo arena. Riding bulls is the only only thing that quiets the scars he's carried since childhood. But when Sarah Anderson—his former foster sister and the girl he's never stopped thinking about—shows up on his doorstep, the past he buried comes back. Sarah has only ever trusted one person. Dallas. Years ago, they were just kids, pulled apart by the system and sent down different roads. Now, Sarah is on the run from a threat she thought she'd escaped—and Dallas is the only man who can keep her safe.

I was alone when he found me. And that's when he showed me his power, what he could do, how he could make me beg. He didn't have to tell me who he was. I knew he was a monster from the moment he touched me, how his skin burned with cruel passion, how his eyes pierced my soul.

Blaze’s time in the military unraveled him, but now, he’s knitting himself back together, one stitch at a time. He needs to focus on recovery, not the young omega he finds himself doting over. Logan is back home to lick his wounds, not the hot older alpha who just happens to be his landlady’s grandson. He can see the cracks in Blaze’s armor, and he wants to squeeze his way in, but the ex-soldier has more defenses than a military base. Until an ill-timed heat changes everything.

After the majority of his body is destroyed during a high-risk operation, Aiden Thorn is subjected to an experimental, potentially lifesaving procedure… one he never tacitly agreed to undergo. With no choice but to see the unorthodox new process through, he accepts his fate and works to adapt to his new life. But when an intergalactic corporation steps in and essentially claims ownership of Aiden and everyone like him, he is forced to do the two things he does best… survive, and fight.

I’ve been the wicked witch of King’s Creek since I was eight years old, from my angry red hair down to my ball-busting boots. With a mean drunk for a daddy who left nothing but insults and unpaid bills in his wake, was there ever any other fate? Now his passing has left me one bad turn from losing my land to the neighbors my family’s been feuding with for generations.

Peyton Myers has always been the life of the party. But behind her smile and sass is a girl lost and alone, searching for her place in the world. Xander Chase has always been on the outside looking in. But behind his cool indifference and hard exterior is a guy afraid to open his heart to anyone. When he saves Peyton from a tragic accident, their lives are entwined forever. But Xander's not the hero of her story...no matter how much she wants him to be. And although these two lost souls might be able to heal each other, there's one glaring problem. She's still in high school...

When my candy bowl gets stolen by a mischievous teenager on Halloween, I march across the street to confront the girl's father. I expect him to apologize and make his daughter give it back. Not only does the gorgeous single dad—who I've enjoyed watching mow his lawn without a shirt more times than I'd like to admit—deny the whole thing and take his daughter's side, but he's extremely rude to me. I should let it go, but something about his self-righteous attitude strikes a nerve. So I steal something from him to get even. And end up starting a war.

Guarding a social media model was not on my agenda. Then again, neither was losing half my hearing in a bomb blast five years ago. Fate has a way of doing what it wants in my life. I'm supposed to be the level-headed brother, not the one who schemes his way into a woman's bed and flat-out refuses to leave it again. But here we are anyway . . . with Makenzie Baird looking way too good in nothing but a smile and my shirt for me to start complaining now. This little model is going down. And I intend to ride her the whole way.

Abruptly taken from her normal existence on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, Ismini Harrovnian is thrust into a reality where dimensions beyond her wildest dreams intertwine, and where gods reign with both power and anguish. An ancient promise binds her fate—a promise made by Dyletri, the God of Lust, who lost the woman he loved. In his grief-fueled desperation, he agreed to sacrifice Ismini in the distant future. As Ismini grapples with her new reality, she is confronted by a shocking revelation—she carries a mysterious illness.

The playboy and the girl next door. Best friends since forever. This was only supposed to be a wedding season as each other's plus-one, nothing more. But Callan Black has his hands on me, his eyes on me, and has suddenly become very possessive of me. Callan is the guy I've crushed on since I was a teen. It's totally unrequited. He's got a type, and I'm not it. Except, lately, there's been lots of stolen glances and time spent together. My life is unraveling, and Callan is the one who's there to help me pick up the pieces.

I’m broken. I’m well aware of this singular fact of my life. Even as I stitch up patients, correcting their imperfections, I know that there is no cosmetic surgery that will fix what’s broken inside of me. Which is why I don’t let anyone get too close. I learned early on, most people can’t be trusted. The ones who were entrusted with protecting you can do the most harm. So I deal with life the only way I learned how. I fight. On the days when work gets to me, or the memories from my past become too much, I head to the Underground.

Cormac "Giant" Carmichael: For the last year and a half, I've watched my MC brothers drop like flies. I almost gave up on finding my one. And then my dad called in a favor for a friend of a friend. His daughter is in trouble and needs my help. They forgot to mention that she's a fiery little goddess. Bella Sterling would rather set me on fire and watch me burn than let me watch her back. The harder she fights, the more confident I am that she's my one. This curvy little minx can run, but she can't hide from me. When the stakes are this high, I always get what I want. And I want her. Forever.

The hunky cowboy roars into my life and turns things upside down but I won't go down without a fight. Is he smoking hot? Heck yes. Does the arrogant jerk make my blood boil? You know it. Did he step into my floral shop and steal my heart? I'm trying to ignore that little tidbit. So why am I making him work for it? Because I refuse to roll over and let the big jerk have his way without a little fight. He's going to have to put in the effort to win me. If the hot, wealthy biker is going to catch me, he's going to have to learn a few lessons along the way.

We had two goals for this business trip: to land a major client, and to make it through 48 hours without killing each other. So far? Only the client is a sure thing. Because we wake up together, hungover and half dressed in my suite. So many questions. Such a freaking mess.

"Don’t trust anyone!" Nick takes the warning to heart - after all, it was left by a dead man. After Joshua King's investigation into the manipulated batch of birth control led to his murder, Nick’s worried he could be next. His unexpected pregnancy is proof enough of the faulty medicine. Nick has resorted to hiding away, both in shame and fear for himself and his unborn child. But when Harper King shows up asking about his brother’s final hours, Nick realizes there might be someone he can trust with his story...and his heart.

Knox, The stockings are hung, the lights are low, The kids are gone so it’s time for show. A hint of lace, a playful dare, A "reindeer game"… one we can share. A clue in your pocket, one more by the bed, The last leads to where our fire once led. Follow the trail, unwrap what you see, And maybe you’ll find the gift is... me. —Ana

The Moonlight Wraith is hungry to regain his stolen throne, and he claims I have the magic he needs to secure his vengeance. He must have lost his sanity along with his kingdom, because the only true ability I possess is wielding my smart mouth at times I shouldn't. So I do what any drunk human trying to survive in a supernatural world might do—I throw up on his shoes.

Thanks to my father's shady business practices, my life has devolved into putting out one fire after another. The latest? Dealing with the rival MC he hired to strong-arm federal regulators into looking the other way. The Hell's Vipers have been nothing but trouble. Until I stumble across Catriona Grady, their VPs curvy little sister. Her bright eyes and sweet smile are pure sunshine. But falling for her promises nothing but trouble for me and my MC. I guess it's a good thing I've never been one to run from a fight. Because this little light is mine.

I've got an ax to grind. Just like Red Riding Hood clutching her basket of goodies, a sexy scientist skipped into the wrong wood...I mean...woods. This is my forest, and everything in it belongs to me. Especially things with hypnotic eyes, cascades of raven hair, and killer curves that make my long, hard ax roar to life. My people have owned this land for generations. She's trespassing, so I'll claim her. Make her mine.

She already has his soul. Now she's taking his name. Which sounds simple... until you add family chaos, unscripted meltdowns, spontaneous sobbing, unhinged group chats, and a whole lot of feelings nobody was prepared to say out loud. What starts as a wedding becomes something bigger—a weekend...