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I always had a fantasy about sleeping with a gorgeous stranger. No names. No strings. Just one night where nothing else mattered. So when a hot man I'd never seen walked into my small town bar that weekend, I let myself have it. One perfect night. All heat, no history. And by the next day, he was gone. I didn't expect him to stay. I didn't even know his last name. But I also didn't expect two pink lines to show up a few weeks later. I had no way to find him… Until I'm sitting at my parents' house, trying to figure out how to break the baby news—and his face flashes across the TV screen.

Growing up, I was the problem child teachers didn't know what to do with. The troubled teen whose parents wished was never born. The system's made of cracks, and I fell through each and every one, all in a futile effort to protect the family legacy. They tried to fix me. Doctors… therapists… teachers… pastors... And they failed. Epically. Now, eighteen, and fresh out of Hell, I'm thrown into the last place I ever expected. Rehab. Enter Nolan Dresden. Newly divorced. A recovering alcoholic. Almost double my age.

Selling my virginity wasn't how I saw my first week of college going. But after my parents cut me off, an offer from a gorgeous rich stranger doesn't sound so bad. It's only twenty-four hours and I'll never have to see him again. Wrong. Much to my horror, the stranger is Oliver Godfrey, the captain of my fencing team. As if that isn't bad enough, his parents own half the city. There is no escape from him or the way he makes me feel.

With the head of the Bratva determined to take back his daughter, and one of the brothers missing, Jessie and the brothers must act fast to bring him home alive. Still reeling from the revelations surrounding her family’s true history, Jessie is determined to uncover the truth. And when she can’t get answers from the man who claims to be her father, she must make a new ally of an old enemy. But when her true destiny is revealed, she is once again forced to choose between her new family and her old one.

Jessie Heaton is a fearless, flame-haired computer hacker. Independent and feisty, she’s relied on no one but herself since the age of sixteen. Working for the Russians, she is finally close to getting the one thing she wants most in life, when she’s stopped in her tracks by the notorious Ryan brothers. The Ryans are Irish Mafia. They are unstoppable. No one stands in their way. And nothing comes between a Ryan and his family. That is, until the hurricane that is Jessie crashes into their lives.

In a few breathless moments, I will be Mrs Alejandro Montoya. He is the King of L.A. and everything a woman could want. Handsome, powerful, rich, and hotter than hell itself. But I am not just any woman. I am Alana Carmichael and I’m only here to save my father. I will not bow to any king. This is no fairy tale. This is my nightmare.

When I see her, I have to have her. The one they call Shelby. But the humans have not given her to us. She remains behind the walls of the facility they have reclaimed. She remains with a male that does not deserve her. This beautiful, enchanting creature with long black braids and bright eyes needs a real male, a master, a true protector. She needs me. I will do whatever it takes to claim her. I’ll kill. I’ll lie. I’ll steal. No human, naga, or otherwise will keep us apart. Tonight, Shelby will be in my arms. To hell with the rest.

They call me a slut. Maybe I am. Sometimes I do things I despise. Sometimes men take without asking. But I have a musical gift, only a year left of high school, and a plan. With one obstacle. Emeric Marceaux doesn’t just take. He seizes my will power and bangs it like a dark note. When he commands me to play, I want to give him everything. I kneel for his punishments, tremble for his touch, and risk it all for our stolen moments.

I want to run a sex empire and be taken seriously in the old boys' club that is the business world. I want to be the poster child, not the plaything. So, I stay polished. Tasteful. Beyond reproach. Until Anton Wolff joins Alchemy. He's the UK's most charismatic billionaire, and he's looking for a club that's as discreet as it is debauched. As classy as it is carnal. I think I've seen it all—until he shares what he desires from his Alchemy experience. And what he desires, above all else, is me. I think I'm afraid of the Big, Bad Wolff.

I cultivated my shamelessness. I wore it as a badge of honor at my convent school, and I've been turning it into an art form at Alchemy, the club whose social media I manage. My boss, though? He's the most proper person I've ever met. No one would peg him as the finance director of a sex club. (I mean, no one's pegging him at all, which is probably his problem. #justsayin) I get it. He's a widower, single-parenting two little girls while holding down a massive job. He needs an outlet, something just for him.

When I fled my small town home to fly across the globe for a potential job on a remote island, I did it on a whim. And let's just say my parents were not happy. According to them, the journey of self-discovery is not nearly as important as tending the family farm.

For the first time in years, I'm allowing myself to believe in more than just survival. Adrian, Theo, and Kenji give me hope—a glimmer of possibility that I can move forward, that maybe, just maybe, I deserve happiness. But Rolling Hills is changing, and not for the better. Strange things are happening—more zombies, things going missing, more deaths—and I can't help but wonder if the peace we've built is about to crumble.

The alpha who bit me tells me I'm an omega, and the sudden cherry pie à la mode perfume wafting off me seems to confirm his assertion. But things like this don't happen to girls like me. The one in a million chance at being a late-presenting omega should go to someone else. Not me, a beta who spent years of my childhood being sick. Not me, the girl who historically is only good enough for a one-night stand.

Three years ago, I drove down a dark country road, ran out of gas, and then tasered a hot farmer. Now, that farmer is my fake fiancé. Hunter Harlow is my #1 enemy. We're as compatible as glitter and mud. He's frustrating, cocky, and grumpy. He also definitely still holds a grudge about that silly little tasering thing… Unfortunately for both of us, I tell my ex-husband I'm dating him. Hunter has every reason to back out of this ruse, but he's determined to protect me. We put strict rules in place; now we just have to follow them. Should be easy, right? Wrong.

Leo Grimm has always lived for the chase—whether in the boardroom, the bedroom, or in the secrets buried beneath his family's name. Ruthless and relentless, he's never lost a hunt. Except once. Ruby Ryder was the one obsession he couldn't shake, the one woman who slipped from his grasp. Now, she's back—terrified, desperate, and hunted by an enemy she can't outrun. And this time, Leo isn't letting her go. He'll protect her… for a price. Her trust. Her surrender. Her heart.

My enemy is The Apocalypse Society: Three brothers, a hidden agenda, distorted masks, and minions who do their dirty work. They tried to kill the rabbit. They injured two of the men I love. They thought they could cut me down. Not only my life, but the lives of my four men, are now in danger. Time is running out. The rabbit is almost in their trap. The next time, they may succeed in killing me. Or worse, someone I love.

When celebrity skyball star Manorin Longhorn arrives in Ever to interview for our coaching position, I have one rule—don't engage. He's my ex from centuries past, a brash male whose heart I shattered when I walked away, and it would be completely inappropriate for me to date a prospective employee. But the moment I see Nor again, the chemistry is undeniable, and I'm in big trouble since he's staying at the Annabelle Inn right under my nose. When he offers me a sexy no-strings arrangement, telling me I deserve a little fun, I know he's right. We settle on just one rule—all fun, no feelings.

Fallon wasn't expecting to land a job at the best publishing house in the city. But Teddy, golden-eyed omega and CEO of Ink & Quill, is strangely insistent that he needs her. And Fallon really needs this job. Any job. More than Teddy could possibly know. But when she walks through the doors of Ink & Quill, she's not expecting them. The Quill pack are charming, protective as hell, and oddly interested in her. Not to mention, they all smell delicious.

Hi. I'm Rivah. But to the internet? I'm soaked. And before you judge me, let me ask you something: when men sleep around, they're called experienced. When women do it, we're called everything but free. So I stopped caring what anyone calls me and started telling the truth. My blog, Body Count, isn't about sex. It's about choosing me. About turning every red flag into a teachable moment and every body into a boundary I built myself. Then Kross showed up. He's... different. Like, green flags in bulk.

Two years ago, I moved back to the dusty small town I used to call home. Every day that goes by is the same until two men I have no business wanting turn my life upside down. Levi Rayburn: It's been a long time since I've seen the ex-hockey player, but now he's back in Texas—hotter and more rugged than ever.