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I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy who killed my family. We were at war. The dragons claimed we kidnapped their heir, and they wanted him back. They were winning. Our tanks and guns didn't stand a chance. Now they're willing to agree to a truce, but only if we provide them with mates. My company says I've been given the 'honor' of being a dragon's conquest, but in reality, the b*stards want to silence me for what I know.

True leadership is not about being able to control others with threats or coercion, but rather the ability to exert influence by inspiring others. Although it sometimes seems that certain individuals are simply "born leaders", the truth is, leadership is an art form that can be mastered by anyone. The rewards for becoming a person who is able to lead effectively and exert influence are practically endless.

As if spending hours waiting in the DMV wasn't bad enough, I found myself detained in a back room after I flipped out on the guy who walked in off the street and cut in front of the line when it was my turn. And who comes to bail me out? The smiling giant who was the source of my rage. You'd think after I lost my sh*t on him, he'd give me a wide berth, but instead, he's got it into his head that we're together.

I flee for my life when I leave Chicago, escaping a lifetime of misery. From the moment my eyes land on Mya Whitfield—I'm done for. Don't even get me started on watching her play the cello. I've never envied anything like I envy that enormous piece of wood between her legs. Move over, cello… There's a new man in town.

One year ago, I walked away from everything I knew and all the lies I’d been told. For the first time in my life, I was free from the constraints put on me by power hungry men, who twist faith and devotion into fear and control. All to feed their own egos. Now my sister’s ready to leave, too, but the only one who can help me save her is a ghost from my past. One who’s haunted my thoughts more than I’d like to admit.

My vampire men and I are stronger together. At least, we’re supposed to be. The weird sisters got what they came for - a magical object that puts them one step closer to unleashing hell on earth. The cowardly king Carrick refuses to fight, which means it’s up to me and my men to stop them. But after the attack on the Penumbra, I’m not sure I can. Malcolm is missing, and without him by my side, nothing feels right. Somehow, these three lethally gorgeous vampire brothers have become like three parts of my soul, as necessary to my survival as the air I breathe.

For years, I've been kept prisoner by my uncle, hidden like a piece of trash in the basement of his house. Beaten, broken, neglected, and 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.

Tessie Truelove has spent her entire life avoiding . . . well, true love. And why wouldn't she? Her dog ran off, her father left to go get cigarettes and never came back, and her mother passed away years ago. Instead, Tessie, a celebrity interior designer, clings to her to-do lists and her Pantone colors and her toxic job to avoid more heartbreak. But after too much whiskey and a wild night with a rugged stranger has her seeing two little pink lines, she vows to do motherhood all by herself. After all, it might be her one shot at true love.

When I caught my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend right before our wedding, I thought my day couldn’t get any worse. I was wrong. It got a lot worse. Like, alien abduction worse. Now I’m being held captive by a tribe of fierce alien warriors with striped skin, piercings, and horns. But when the leader of an opposing tribe comes to their village for peace talks one day, he takes one look at me and everything changes.

He says that I’m his good girl…but he likes when I’m bad. He demands that I obey him…but he likes to punish me when I misbehave. He told me I should be afraid of him…but it only excites me more. You know what they say about trouble, if you go looking for it, you’ll probably find it. And I certainly did in Cyrus Gates, the heartless billionaire of Chicago and my new professor. But then he comes to me with an offer I can’t refuse—a publicist job at the most prestigious public relations firm in Chicago.

Only a handful of people stand between Denoril's annihilation and salvation. Roman and his friend Dennah are accused of vicious crimes they did not commit. One man can prove their innocence, but their desperate quest to find Frenin leaves them crushed between men seeking justice and an unforgiving blizzard. With nowhere else to run, their only salvation may lie with the law's darkest agent, the Crow. Julian, the former initiate of the Silver Guard, then enslaved, was left for dead by his captors.

If there is one thing I won't allow, it's having my dad's MC run into the ground. Everyone expects my brothers to take charge, but there is one thing no one knows. I'm the one that runs this club. A woman. And according to men, a woman's place is in bed, not at the head of the table. News flash: I'm not only going to be the head of the table, but I'm putting the word out. Women can join. Men can join. Everyone can join and be accepted. My brothers? We are all triplets and they support me and have my back. I'm taking the bull by its horns. And this MC is mine.

Have you ever lost yourself in a fantasy world you created? That's how I've survived the years alone in a reality where humans cower in fear of supernatural creatures hiding behind the veil. All I've ever had is my pen, my notebook, and the world I created to make it through the days as a ward of the state, suffering at the hands of the real villains of the world—humans. The pages of my notebook hold three sinful, feared monsters. Ones that I certainly shouldn't be pining over since they aren't even real.

With three days left to the year, Deep Creek Lake is hopping with holiday vacationers and wedding guests pouring into the Spencer Inn for Mac Faraday and Archie Monday's huge wedding ceremony which is being touted as the social event of the year. But droopy flowers and guests who failed to RSVP are the least of Mac's and Archie's problems when a professional hit squad hits Spencer Manor to send the groom, Joshua Thornton, Archie's mother, and Gnarly running for their lives.

Brody McCallister was only supposed to be a means to an end. My golden ticket to get me closer to what I really needed - a way to make peace with what I’d done when I was 18, dirt poor, and left to fend for myself. I only had six weeks in the middle of a hectic world tour to do it. So the last thing I needed was to fall for a cocky cowboy. A walking contradiction with a charming grin, a dirty mouth, and a gift for healing wild and broken things.

A charming and swoon-worthy second chance romance between Texas’s toughest female rodeo rider and the man determined to win her back—perfect for fans of Elena Armas and Lyla Sage. Dakota and Wyatt. Growing up, they were as inseparable as a pair of cowboy boots. The best of friends…or so...

He should’ve never left his house. He should’ve stayed at home. He has a legitimate excuse - he’s running a fever and he’s fairly sure he’s developing pneumonia. He should have called in sick...but he doesn’t. He goes to work, because his team is relying on him. Needless to say, when Samuel Adams walks into the pharmacy hours later, he only has one thing on his mind. Ibuprofen. Sadly, he never gets to the Ibuprofen. Mostly because before he gets there, he finds a junkie waving a gun around threatening to kill anybody that moves.

Arly Hanks has caught all sorts of killers since she returned home to Maggody, Arkansas, population 759, but she's never tangled with anyone as devious as the local youth group. While chaperoning a trip to Camp Pearly Gates, Arly watches the kids as closely as she would any hardened criminal, but when teenagers have a mind to get into trouble, there's nothing a police chief can do but limit the damage. She's just about got the situation under control when one of the kids finds a body, and all hell breaks loose in classic Maggody manner.

If I didn't love her, I would kill her. I'd kill her for so much, but mostly for hiding my kid from me. For up and running, and choosing to keep my daughter out of my life. She doesn't just belong to Melody. She's mine, too, and Melody doesn't get to keep her to herself. She said she ran because of me, because of what I did. I can't blame her for that. I f--ked up, and I might have lost the most important woman in my life, but I refuse to lose my daughter. Not when we haven't even had a chance. Will fighting for my daughter lead me to winning back my girl's heart?

I'm making a fresh start in Lake Tahoe, until my stubborn sister decides to move Mira into our cabin. I'll be damned if I move out on Mira's account. Nothing has changed in the years since I last saw Mira. Her tempting body and smart mouth taunt me daily. The only hope I have at keeping my sanity is the knowledge that Mira is hiding something.