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He's a cage-fighting cowboy who never stopped loving his best friend, but all she's ever done is run. Romy Miller is a laid-off teacher who hasn't been home in twelve years. Not since she hooked up with her best guy friend and ran off to college. She has cut all ties to Willows, including her narcissistic father, but when she receives a collect call from her older sister in jail asking for help, she decides there is no choice but to return home. Since his childhood crush, Romy, broke his heart, Jude Larsen hasn't been home to the family ranch.

Ellie knew it was a bad idea. She took the job to prove a point—that she's more than an Omega haunted by her past. That she can find the good in the worst monsters the world has to offer. But by the time she's face-to-face with the deadliest Alpha, it's too late. He's more beast than man and too intelligent to be trapped behind bars for long. She's become his new obsession. And if he tries to catch her…She just might let him.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

There are a million ways to end up in the Alien Bride Lottery, but it takes only one. Every unmarried female human over the age of 21 gets entered once a year. You can also accept extra entries for legal infractions—instead of paying a parking fine, for example, you can request an extra entry. Lots of women do that. I mean, why not? The chances are astronomical that your name will get chosen to be one of the hundred or so women who get shipped off to space every year.

They harvest us. They breed us. They feed from us… There is no hope… Not until one fateful moment when my eyes open and I see something streaking across the skies.

Three years ago, a darkly handsome stranger stole my heart. After one night together, I was certain I’d found my fated mate—until he rejected me and disappeared like a shadow. I never told anyone about that night. I shoved the shattered pieces of my soul into a locked box and pretended I'd never met Kian. But when a witch whispers a dire warning in my ear one day, everything changes. Because I don’t just have one mate. I have three. Feral shifters, she calls them. Wild, untamed, and fueled by darkness, created by a magic no one has ever seen before.

With my best friend at my side and a worn photograph in my pocket, we take a road trip to Sweet Whiskey, the bar where my parents met. As soon as we step inside, I know my life is irrevocably changed with a single look from a dark-eyed cowboy sitting on a stool. Colt is all alpha in a tight Henley and perfect pair of Wranglers, and my inner omega gushes for him in more ways than one. When I take a job dancing at the bar, he brings his alpha buddies on my first night. Brooks is bubbly and charming with a bright smile. Dallas is serious, but sweet and nurturing.

When the lease for my new condo falls through, I'm left scrambling until superstar goalie Grant Parker offers me and my nine-year-old daughter a place to stay. Grant is known for being rigid, stoic, and completely untouchable on the ice. I'm not sure he knows what he's getting into, inviting a chaotic third-grader into his perfectly ordered mansion. Still, he insists he has the room. So I accept, telling myself it's just temporary.

In Offside Hearts, social media manager Margo Lucas hooks up with star center Noah Blake in an elevator—one week before her first day on the job working for his team. It’s a forbidden workplace romance with a swoony hockey captain who’s determined to prove they’re worth the risk. In Breakaway Hearts, best friends Reese Sutton and Callie Marshall strike a deal. She’ll fake date him to help him win back his ex, and in return, he’ll give her lessons in the bedroom to help her regain her confidence.

From the moment I spotted him on the side of the road, I knew he was trouble. Now I'm kneeling at the mercy of a masked devil with my boyfriend's blood on my hands. He tells me to call him Saint because he saved me... that I should be thankful he spared me a worse fate. I'm tempted to fight him or bargain. But when Saint tells me to run, a twisted part of me wonders if he'll chase.

Wolf shifters are real. And, three alphas have claimed me as their mate. For years, I've been kept prisoner by my uncle, hidden like a piece of trash in the basement of his house - beaten, broken, and neglected, hated by him for reasons I can't even understand. But, one night on the back roads of rural Montana, I see a chance for escape. And, I take it. I run...straight into the arms of a naked man. No. Not a man. A wolf. Ridge, the man with dark hair and honey-colored eyes, is the alpha of the North Pack.

Ivy's weekend misadventure in the sticks goes from bad to worse when she hits an animal with her car and winds up in a ditch. One minute, she's faced with a giant black wolf, and the next, he's transformed into a naked man before her eyes. And he insists—she's coming home with him. Tyson hasn't been in man form for years, for very specific reasons. Instead, he's chosen to stay a wolf, deep in the forest.

She can never be seen on his arm in public because she's the hired help. Sloane Scott has a reputation. She's the go-to cleaner for the New York mafia. Discretion is unspoken if not written in blood. No sleeping with my clients is her unwritten rule, so why the hell does the arrogant boss of the De Lucci crime family play a starring role in her steamy dreams?

After a whole lot of confusion and drama... Mason is distraught. But then he gets a strange call and knows from her voice that he needs to pull her scent into his lungs. Once he does, the puzzle pieces snap into place. Forever at first scent. There's no doubt. She's The One. Does it matter that the first thing she does after he takes her mouth is spray his face with Mace? Nope. Does it matter that she keeps trying to run away, determined that this is just witchcraft, not at all real? Absolutely not.

Four years ago, half of my heart walked out the door. The piece left behind has sat frozen in time—a time when our love was alive and thriving. I was luckier than most guys in the league. I met the girl of my dreams before I hit it big, and she stood by my side as my hockey career took off. She was my cheerleader, my best friend, my soulmate. I promised my wife the world and then failed to deliver. But now she's back. And she needs my help. I've never been able to say no to Evie, and while her plan is crazy, I fully intend to use it to win her back.

I'd thought I found my forever pack, the men who would protect me and keep me safe for the rest of my life. I couldn't have been more wrong. Betrayed and confused, hurt beyond belief, I struggle to come to terms with what the Calloway pack did to me. Used me as a pawn, turned my body and my heart into a game to amuse themselves. Things only get worse when I end up back in my father's clutches, under his command and unable to resist when he uses his alpha bark on my best friend, Ren.

I'm the daughter overlooked. In a world where omegas are valued, I'm tossed aside when I never present. My daily routine is mundane—until my father tells me he got me a pack meeting, something strictly for omegas. It's ludicrous, and I have no choice. But that's the least of my worries when a bag is thrown over my head. Rath may be my captor, but Kane, Oak, and Axel don't stop him. They are set on exacting revenge—but on the wrong woman. I haven't committed any of the crimes they accuse me of, and when their scent drives my instincts crazy, I'm forced to face the truth.

The first time Hale Calloway calls me little mouse, he has no idea how right he is. I spend my life in the shadows, hiding who I truly am, skittering away to avoid attention. From the outside, no one would suspect that Haven Bell, daughter of Senator Frederick Bell, is nothing more than a puppet. I'm poised and polite, smile at the right times, and only speak when spoken to. But most importantly, I don't act like the omega I am. Not by choice. My father's political aspirations have pigeonhole him as an extremist. An alpha who wants to abolish the designations and have everyone live like betas.

Elizabeth is an average thirty-something woman, enjoying life on earth, when a dare from a decade ago catches up to her. She thought there was no way those alpha aliens searching for omegas from the other side of space would want anything to do with her. It turns out that she's an omega after all, and a pack of huge, horned alphas eagerly await her arrival. An established pack, ready to spoil their sweet, compliant omega. Except "compliant" is the last word anyone would use to describe Elizabeth.

Hello, my name is Vanessa. No, I don't have a drinking problem, and nor is this my opening line for an AA meeting. No, what I did do, though, was witness a murder. A very gruesome murder. A mafia murder. Because clearly, I don't do things by halves. Which means I am now being hunted. The problem is I have not only been thrust into the dark underbelly of a crime syndicate… but it seems this one fights their wars with Fangs, not just guns, making them doubly dangerous.