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Harrison Stag is finally mine. After ten years, a fiasco in an elevator, and more mind-blowing sex than I could handle, it's time to settle in. Is it really possible to have it all?

Life isn’t a fairytale, but for a few days I got to pretend it was. Now I’m back in my childhood bedroom in New York, eating breakup ice cream and listening to early 2000s emo music. Whatever, this was the wake-up call I needed. It’s time for Ria 2.0. No more bailouts. No more half-baked projects. No more impulsive decisions. Simple, right? Except my ex-boyfriend wants to drop the ex part, the three bears aren’t so willing to let their Goldilocks go, and their mother is more Wicked Witch than Mama Bear.

Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Goldilocks, who innocently wandered into a home owned by a family of bears.... Okay, my name is Ria. And I may have broken in, but I was high and it was cold outside. Oh, and the bears were actually shifters. Potayto, potahto. The point is, I’m kind of a wreck. Plus, I robbed my cheating, lying a-hole of an ex-boyfriend on my way out the door and he’s not thrilled about it, so I’m stuck with these three distractingly attractive men for the time being—one of whom is weirdly hung up on the whole breaking-and-entering thing. What could go wrong?

In my world, nothing is more important than finding a pack that’s the perfect scent match. But what happens when your matches also happen to be forbidden? Welcome to my personal hell. My name is Quinn and I can never have the pack that’s meant for me. An unexpected turn of events has me out of a job and my apartment in the same week. When my mom and step-dads set off on a tour of the world and ask me to house sit, I can’t say no.

I never asked to be the key to an ancient power, but here I am—trapped by a ruthless wolf enforcer who thinks he can control me. Big mistake. Because Angelo, my fated mate and the most dangerous mafia king in New Orleans, is tearing the city apart to find me. And he doesn't believe in mercy.

Kidnapped from my college campus, just as I tasted freedom, I’m sold to the Angel of Death—Angelo Santi, the vampire mafia King. I’m now a captive in a world I never knew existed, caught in a tangled web of ancient feuds and dangerous desires. He claims that I have the power to save his people by reigniting a dying magical stone. He’s delusional. I have no powers, but if I try to escape, he’ll start by killing my best friend and move to everyone I’ve ever loved.

When you're one of the few female coaches in the NHL, hooking up with players is firmly on the "don't even think about it" list. So naturally, as a woman who enjoys herself way too often, I did just that. A charity gala, two men, and enough champagne to fill the Stanley Cup later... here I am, staring at a positive pregnancy test and questioning every life choice that led to this moment. Did I mention that last part? Because yeah, I'm pregnant. And the father could be either one of them.

I wasn't expecting to find a man whilst drowning my sorrows and hiding from my responsibilities in the filthiest bar in the city. Hatter is elusive, beautiful… and sad. Tempting enough to make me throw my usual caution aside and steal him. Just for a night. One night, to help us both forget. I expected him to leave me. But I didn't expect the invitation he left behind. Wonder. The most exclusive club in the city. Always moving, never discovered, and impossible to enter without permission. So naturally, I stole it. Except Wonder isn't quite what the whispers say.

Lurking in the shadows surrounded by secrets and lies. Nothing in this world I live in ever comes easy, least of all love. In order to be with the men I crave, we have to hide from the world. When people say it’s a matter of life and death? Yeah, if he found out it could equal my demise. They say if you want something enough, isn’t it worth the sacrifice? It’s not as easy as it sounds. With each passing day, I begin second guessing every choice. Living in fear isn’t something I ever thought I’d have to do. But this is what my life’s become. The heart wants what it wants.

The Syndicate reigns supreme. I showed our fathers who the real leader of this group was, who could weather any storm. I found Lex, the last of our lost faction, and brought him into the fold to make us whole. Secrets were exposed, lies shattered, and in the end, we defeated our enemies, together. Now, I get to live my life bloody happy with my newfound mates, right? I should’ve known it wasn’t going to be that easy.

Nestled in the shadows of the Mori Forest lies The Ivy Institute. It may look like something out of a fairytale, but if the rumors are true, it’s where nightmares reign.

I'm every Alpha's worst nightmare. A Rogue Omega who can't be tamed. So when the government gives me a second chance with a new pack, I can hardly contain my surprise. Except there is just one teensy, tiny problem: my new pack are major jerks. And the more time I spend with them, the more I want to kill them. But I must control my Roguish impulses. If I kill my new Alphas, then I'll be back on death row. It's just a shame that I have fallen head over heels for their new Omega. Brody is everything I've ever dreamed of. But his Alphas, Theo, Kellen, and Alastor, won't let me have him.

Tarley Fareview, idealistic and stubborn, does what she can to support herself in spite of an unjust Kaloma law that says she's beholden to a man's keeping. When she defends herself after being harassed by a man, she is forced to flee into the woods disguised as a boy. She happens upon a dying man and must decide if she will risk her life to save him. Unable to walk away, Tarley chooses to intervene and saves the stranger, only little does she know that by doing so, she’s risking the heart she promised herself she’d never give to anyone.

Their families hate each other. They're supposed to hate each other. On the court, their animosity and competitive natures take over. Off the court, though...

My name is Serendipity Fall and I'm trapped in a world I don't know how to escape. When the flames burn, I'm shown the way out, but at a price. I'm returning to my world as a goddess, and I can't control the power I've taken. My world is crumbling, my people need my help and I have to stop Awarn before he destroys my mates and then my world. There are few gods left in this world and I will be the last by the time I'm done with my hunt.

Did you really think we would just run off into the sunset and our lives would be all rainbows and sunshine? More like blood and dead bodies. With my sister living close by and getting her happily ever after, my life is pretty content. Even if I have to remind Neo that Melody is not his but don’t get me started on that. My life is as peaceful as it can be well the life of a serial killer can get anyways. My life is hardly what one would call calming or relaxing, not that I mind.

When the museum director throws me a bone by arranging for us to visit a fossil dig in Utah, I jump at the opportunity. I need a breather from all the craziness that has become my life since waking multiple dino shifters. A dig in Utah sounds like exactly what I need, the perfect getaway. As long as I stay away from any dino shifter bones… other than in the bedroom, of course.

Growing up as part of one of the most ruthless families in the world was bad enough. Being blind is worse. Especially when my family sees it as a weakness and wants nothing more than to torture me for things I can't control. That's okay, though. I was getting away as fast and as far as I could. I just had to find a way out of my evil brother's clutches. When I hear a noise coming from a secret room, everything changes. After finding the door in the house I was born and raised in, and realizing just how sick and demented my brother is, I know my only option is to do my best to help.

I can’t say I don’t deserve the penalty time. I’ve been keeping secrets, huge ones, from those closest to me. I mean, sometimes a girl just needs something that’s solely hers. Something she can hold close to her heart or, more accurately, her greedy little Omega pus… Well, you can probably read between the lines—something is more like someones.

The one constant lesson in my life is to fight. Fight for survival, fight for my family, fight for those who can’t fight for themselves. What happens when family stops fighting for you? What do you do when they just give you away, handing you over to the devil himself? I guess this is where all that training takes hold. This is where the test begins. I was born and bred to win. There is no other option in my mind. Sometimes, though, you have to know when to stand and fight and when to lie low and bide your time. Lying low wasn’t easy, but in doing so, I found something else, something new.