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There are many reasons to jump off a bridge, but Rylee Sutton only needs one: her husband’s betrayal. Just before she leaps, she receives an email from a stranger. The boy’s message is meant for his dead girlfriend, but his anguish speaks to Rylee. It saves her life. Over the next decade, Tomas Dine continues to email his dead girl. As he evolves from a teenager into a hardened, vicious criminal, Rylee is there, reading every intimate word.

Othello Maloik. The name should strike fear in your heart if you know who I am—a man of violent extremes. I got the taste for the finer things in life. Fine wine. Five-star food. And of course, beautiful women. But something is missing. More than money and fancy cars, I want a woman. Not one of the floozies that go in and out of my life. But a woman who will truly accept me for the violent man that I am. Who will revel in my kill count.

Everything’s been upside down since I helped Maya and the Faithful with the Rojo clan: Luna said no when I offered to turn her as per our arrangement, a sentiment I agree with but don’t understand—and Sam, my “favorite” Faithful, is telling me, an unholy being, to stay “topped up.” And if there’s a hell for vampires, I’m living in it: Paco hasn’t come back since I turned him, and I need to break up with an all-too-human Zach for his own well-being.

At twenty-five, I thought I had my life figured out—steady job, big-city dreams, and a clear path to the top. But one work assignment to Sagebrush, Texas, is all it takes to throw my carefully laid plans off course. My job is to charm the locals, uncover their secrets, and steal prize-winning barbecue recipes for our next line of frozen dinners. Oh, and not a soul can know. It should’ve been simple. Until Beau Turner came along. Beau, with his rugged charm, quiet strength, and those piercing blue eyes that see right through me. Beau, whose smile makes my chest ache in ways I can’t explain.

Kenna Murillo’s biggest concern should be passing organic chemistry—not the dragon shifter who crashes into her life, furious, half-feral, and swearing she belongs to him. But Tarian has spent centuries imprisoned, cursed to live without the one soul who was always meant to be his. Now he’s free—and so is she. Only, the ones who killed her previous incarnations? They never stopped hunting. And this time, they don’t just want her dead. They want to unmake her. Kenna can deny the past. She can fight the pull between them. She can run.

I’m being paraded like a prize. A strategic marriage to a powerful man who wants to use me like a billboard. Smile for the cameras. Memorize his politics. Don’t slip up. Don’t speak out. But I already belong to someone else.

When I turn up on Whit’s doorstep, résumé in hand, I’m expecting an informal interview, not a honey-dripped seduction, But that doesn’t mean I won’t grab it with both hands… My older brother’s best friend doesn’t recognize me. To him, I’m still the kid he sends a gift card to every Christmas. He doesn’t want to hear I spend them on fancy lingerie, Or that I dress up and fantasize about him. He’s determined not to employ me.

I’m her father’s best friend. She’s twenty years younger than me. He’ll kill me if I touch her—but I’ll die if I don’t. The last time I saw Lia Ferreo I was helping her with a skinned knee—and now she wants to run her father’s company. She has no idea the dark lengths her father and I went through to build the mafia-financed hotel empire we currently run, or where any of the bodies are buried, but I know better.

Werewolf billionaire Zach knows only one thing—he and Stella, an assassin from an opposing pack, were meant to be together. But they've slept together and their mating bond didn't take, so he's condemned himself to be alone, whereas she's gone back to her world of being a killer for hire, until fate intervenes. Her pack needs his help, and access to his money, which he freely gives her at the cost of including him in on her plans.

I've always been one for surprises, but I didn't expect my best friend, Chris to show up at my door, announcing he's back for the summer after four years. Keeping my feelings hidden was easier when he was away. Now that he's back, and we're living together, it's impossible to deny I'm in love with my best friend. Can a game of truth or dare push me to finally admit my feelings for him? Or am I about to risk everything, potentially losing my best friend?