Frat Boys Baby

Alpha Luke Carter is a successful lawyer, but after his last serious boyfriend left him on their anniversary, he’s turned into a workaholic. Omega Jay Collins is a struggling artist. Barely making ends meet, he’s recently become homeless…just as he lands the gallery show of a lifetime. When they run into each other at an art show, sparks fly. Luke knows better, but he just can’t stop thinking about getting the sexy omega back into his bed. A night of celebratory passion leads to unexpected consequences....

Alpha Teddy Connelly is a brilliant architect with the social skills of a brick. If he wants to catch the eye of the hot omega landscaper he can’t get out of his head, he’s gonna have to figure out how to say “hello”. Carlos Ramirez is less than a year from getting his engineering degree and getting out of his gang-infested neighborhood. Despite a terrible first impression, Carlos can’t get this gorgeous alpha architect out of his head.

As an omega FBI agent, Giovanni Rizzi has done more undercover operations than he should have. He’s on his third op in two years and having trouble remembering who he’s supposed to be. When a one-night-stand ends up being his new boss, the mission gets messy. Alpha Marcus Stern’s new FBI job isn’t everything he expected it to be, his authority hampered at every turn. If the boredom doesn’t kill him, the loneliness just might. Especially since the hot one-nighter he can’t forget turns out to work in his department.

Getting knocked up mid mission isn’t the absolute worst way to torpedo your special forces career, I guess. But getting knocked up by my best friend - a mafia prince - makes for a special kind of FUBAR that military jargon can't quite handle. Life is about prioritizing what matters most and standing by those choices. I’ve never regretted mine. Parents said pick between being gay or being part of this family, I said see you later. My superiors said you can have a husband and kids or you can be the most badass omega special ops leader this army’s ever seen, I said sign me up.

I faked being happy for years as a high-powered stock broker. Faking a relationship for a week can’t be that much harder. Course, pretending money and success was all I needed led directly to my breakdown, and lying on my mom’s couch is all I’ve been good at ever since. But one existential crisis at a time. First I need to survive my sister’s wedding with my sanity intact. And since that I fended off my mom’s matchmaking with claims of a nonexistent boyfriend...I need one of those.