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It's time to travel to a prehistoric paradise in this four book box set! This may be a little far-fetched, but darling, you deserve something extraordinary!

I’ve been here a long ass time. Lonely as hell and wishing for a wife. When a woman arrives, she thinks she’s time-travelled to a prehistoric nightmare. I think she’s finally come home. She’s innocent, curvy, and all kinds of cute.

Finding my best friend is my one and only mission. I thought maybe she’d been kidnapped, hurt, lost – I never imagined time travel. When I slide into a prehistoric lagoon, I know she must be here. Somewhere.

With her past firmly behind her where it belongs, Juliette has made a career out of turning her scars into art. She uses her skills to help others cover the evidence of their pain, too. But some scars are too deep, too painful for anyone to hide completely. Juliette has everything she could ever need—great parents, her dream job, the best friend a girl could ask for, and a new body to warm her bed whenever she wants. With her focus firmly on the here and now, she never expects a kiss from a stranger to throw a bomb in the middle of her carefully constructed life.

Clearmont Haven gave us everything: protection, peace, opportunity, and safety within the walls we called home. It only took four alphas, an impossible crime, and a single night to shatter everything. Drugged and stolen away, I'd overheard something vital, but I can't remember what the hell it was. The problem was, I needed that information if I was ever going to escape this pack.

Sage was perfectly content in her little bubble, working and living as a Beta at a large company. Keeping in her own lane and not making any waves. Until the universe decided to give her an abrupt status change. When a far from ideal development occurs and throws everything in her life into utter chaos, Sage is forced into an unforgiving world of Alphas, brutality, and pack politics. She is nothing like the Omega they imagined, and they are far from the Alphas she pictured.

I convinced New York's cockiest, crankiest, hottest chef to take my virginity. Three months later, I have to step back into his life . . . telling him I'm pregnant with his baby. It was supposed to be a rebellious one-night-stand. But that's what happens, doesn't it? You get drunk, see your hot crush at the same bar, and you let him take you home. And sleep with him. Hard. Multiple times in one night.

My best friend is in love with his girl, his ex girl. He's determined to win her back at any cost and at first, I was happy for him. I just didn't know that I'd want her for myself, but I do. Keeping my distance gets harder each time. She's the one thing I can't have, yet I can't stop reaching for her.

What a way to meet my new neighbor. I accidentally swiped his dinner. My bad. How was I to know the delivery bag sitting outside my front door wasn't for me? Even worse, my smoking hot, irate neighbor just so happens to be my new business partner's older brother. When I become a bad girl, I go all the way.

I never expected life to be easy . . . As the youngest female Alpha in the region, I had to fight to keep my title and claim my pack. Through blood and sweat, I dragged Cerberus out of the dark ages and built a safe haven. I was proud of everything I'd done. Everything changed on what was supposed to be the best day of any shifter's life. All the walls I'd built came crashing down with one look at my fated mate. Never once in my wildest nightmares, did I expect this dark and unhinged Alpha to be mine.

Have you ever felt like there was something missing inside of you? I have. It turns out that missing piece is a big, furry, and bratty wolf. As if navigating this newfound part of me wasn't strange enough, trying to communicate with a beast who is obsessed with a certain spot in the woods and the intoxicating scent a male shifter left behind is driving us both crazy.

This is not my week. Or month. Or year. My now-ex-boyfriend cheating on me with my best friend? I'd get over it eventually. Finding out my sister has Lycan wolf DNA and I have hours to get her out of the city before she's locked away in a government research facility? I definitely didn't see that one coming. To save my sister's life, we take off in the middle of the night following cryptic instructions from our late father to what was supposed to be the toxic wastelands. Imagine my surprise when we stumble into a fairy tale civilization of wolf shifters where magic is real.

Michael Reiner has the new start he's been craving, where no one knows about his past. He can't play hockey anymore, and life without hockey seems daunting. But when he gets the chance to intern under the Central State hockey coach, he couldn't be happier. Until he finds out the mysterious hottie he met at the bar is the coach's daughter.

Surviving Monday might be the biggest accomplishment of their lives. By 9:03 A.M. Monday, bank manager Indie Chase thinks her day can't get worse. She's dealt with spills, an ex-husband, and her preschooler on bank time. She's wrong, though. In a matter of moments, that day becomes the stuff of nightmares. Dax Reed is a reluctantly retired pro hockey player with a past he'd rather forget. He's well on his way to doing so, on his way to Hawaii for a well-deserved vacation, when everything goes to hell.

Cord Spellman might be everyone's Prince Charming, but I'm only his fake Cinderella. That's why Cord's offer is perfect. The hot hockey star has playoffs coming up. He doesn't have time for girls, especially his cheating ex who's determined to get back together with him. He needs to focus on his game, so he asks me to divert the attention—as his fake girlfriend.

After high school, three things mattered to me: my sister Sevenya, my drum kit, and my surfboard. With Sevenya in the passenger seat, we hightailed it to Los Angeles so I could chase my rock 'n' roll dreams. But I left a part of my heart on the beach. Just as the Blind Rebels were gaining popularity, I suffered a crushing loss. One I didn't think I'd ever recover from. I tried running to the ocean for solace, only for an accident to turn it against me.

When I accepted the offer to work on a movie set, I had no idea I was agreeing to be the lead actor's fake girlfriend. If I'd known, there's no way I would've played along. Not after what he did to me. To everyone else, Ian Brock is a Hollywood star. The life of the party. The guy next door with a smile to melt ice cream. To me, he's the ex who broke my heart. But the years have done nothing to ruin how good-looking, charming, or funny he is. And the more we pretend to be a couple, the more obvious it becomes that our chemistry is back.

The carefree single life I choose to lead only works because I wholeheartedly avoid getting to know the guys I meet. And now, I'm dangerously close to being swept off my feet by the tattooed former soccer player. I can't escape learning every intriguing detail about him. Not that it matters. I won't be seeing him again. Except fate intervenes, and I do see him again—and he asks me to marry him.

I left home to chase big dreams that went up in smoke. One horrible night out leads to me being trapped with sexy bassist Samuel Hansen and his bandmates. I'm not the girl that gets the guy, especially the rock star. But everything with him feels right. With his leather jacket, dark hair and tattoos, he is drool worthy. Swept away by his charisma and charms, I happily give him the most cherished thing I have: my V card. I'm in heaven and never want this feeling to end . . . until I discover he's my best friend's ex. Dating him is totally against girl code.

He was my one and only . . . until he chose his rockstar lifestyle over me. When his tour brought him back to town and became my next-door neighbor, my baby bump is on full display. Just my luck. So, I did what any girl would. I lied and told him it wasn't his. He'd never choose us over the Rockstar lifestyle. But every time I see his piercing blue eyes and tattooed, muscular body, my heart begs me to reach out. I can't risk the chance of rejection again for me, or our child . . .