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After Ellie’s disastrous breakup with her boyfriend, she’s done with alpha males. It’s a new year and time for her to find a new type of man. Until, sexy as sin Adrian enters her life once again. Adrian has no intention of letting Ellie get away from him. He definitely wants a repeat of Christmas Eve and a night of drinking, games, and dancing at the club is a perfect way to change Ellie’s mind.

He let his pride rule his mouth and now he’s in hell. He’s living with Ellie but not allowed to touch her as she prances around in yoga pants and tank tops. He wants to bend her over the couch and…. But he can’t break his No-Touching rule. There’s no way he’s letting her know how she affects him. His only solution is to push her into breaking the rule first.

Adrian is prowling the Club when he notices the saddest woman he’d ever seen. She looks like her world has ended. He’s just the guy to cheer her up. He’s rich, attractive, and charming. Unfortunately, Ellie finds him annoying, arrogant, and too alpha. She’s done with alpha males who can’t keep it in their pants and wouldn’t know the meaning of the word faithful if they were reading it in the dictionary.

Running late to a last-minute electrical repair job, the last thing Emmie needs to distract her are concerning texts from her ex. When she receives unexpected bad news on the client's doorstep, she also discovers she's not even at the right house. But when the three hot hockey players who live there reach out to help her in her time of need, it turns out that she might have found the right house after all!

I thought I could defy the most powerful mafia boss in the city, but as Lawson Clearwater rips off my nightgown and pins me to the bed I'm certain he can smell more than just my fear.

I traveled to this city to disrupt the plans of the Brotherhood's enemies, not tame a defiant omega, but the moment Revna challenged me, I knew punishing her would not be enough. Despite her blushing protests, I'm going to bare her beautiful body and mark her quivering bottom with my belt, but she won't be truly put in her place until I put her flat on her back. I'm her alpha and I will use her as I please.

I came here as a spy. I ended up as the king's property. I was captured and locked in a dungeon, but it was only when I saw Magnar that I felt real fear. He is a warrior and a king, but that is not why my virgin body quivers as I stand bare before him. He is not merely an alpha. He is my alpha. The one who will punish and master me. The one who will claim and ravage me. The one who will break me, but only after he's made me beg for it.

Home. It's the one thing I want more than anything. A husband I can love. Children I can give the world to. A house I can call my own. To many, it's a stupid wish, but to me, it's everything. When my adoptive father demands that I marry one of his business partners, Karlin Makarova, my dream becomes nothing more than that—a dream. Karlin is a vile monster, a nightmare for any woman he crosses paths with. I dread the time I have to spend alone with Karlin and hide the bruises that fill me with deep shame. But then my beloved brother steps in and arranges a marriage with one of his best friends.

I'm a monster. I kidnapped the wrong girl, and under excruciating circumstances, we fell in love. I took every beating and form of torture meant for her. For months I protected Everleigh, only to lose her when we finally escaped. It's been years, and the ghost of Everleigh Adams still haunts me. The nightmare of losing the only woman I'll ever love has driven me to insanity. Then I start to see her everywhere. Her ghost has left my nightmares to taunt me in my waking life. Turns out Everleigh never died, and she's kept a secret from me.

My hobbies consist of shopping, eating, and sleeping. Yeah, I know, it doesn't sound like I have much going for me, but what is a girl to do when she has an overbearing father who doesn't allow her to be anything but a socialite? I'm used to being in the spotlight, but when my father starts getting threats on my life, he hires a bodyguard: Maxim Levin, the Russian God with intense eyes and a face carved from stone. I don't think the man has ever cracked a smile. He's domineering, broody, and scary as hell. The more time I spend with him, the more his secrets come to light.

I wanted to be a painter, but that's just a dream. A mafia princess doesn't get to choose her future. Still, I never let it get me down. I always try to make the best of everything. Until I'm forced to go for brutal training, and I meet Nikolai Vetrov. Forbidden and way too attractive, the man turns out to be my worst nightmare incarnated. He's cold and ruthless, and I'm pretty sure there's no heart to be found in his chest, unlike mine that won't stop beating overtime at the mere sight of him.

I really should've stayed in bed on my twentieth birthday. Instead, I decide to go out, have a few too many drinks, meet Adrian—a gorgeous man I'm magnetically attracted to—and if that isn't enough, I manage to get abducted to another realm. I find out I'm not human—well, not entirely. It turns out I'm a demigod, half-human, half-god.

Seven years. Seven years since those two pink lines changed everything. Seven years since Maron Korolev vanished without a trace. The palace that was my gilded prison? Empty. The man who made me scream his name? Gone. Or so I thought. Because lately, I've been seeing ghosts. A black car following me home. A shadow that looks too familiar. A silhouette that can't be real.

Pennywise is a cat only a doting owner could love, but Bernie brings him with her anyway when she runs to the edge of the world—or at least the edge of the North American continent. Heartbroken and grieving, she finds a lighthouse to live in and a quiet, secluded fishing town to call her own. All she wants is to be left alone with her horrible demon cat. But her lighthouse appears to be haunted, someone is trying to kill her, and the most gorgeous guy she's ever seen just walked into her world.

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.

Ghost lied to his club to protect me, putting a target on both our backs. Trouble is… I didn't know I needed saving. Or that I was still being haunted by my past. Now, my loyalty to the Twisted Kings is in question, and the only man who can protect me is a tall, tattooed biker with a taste for revenge and a vow of abstinence.

I accidentally sent my nudes to my boss. And a video too as I'm flicking my bean and um... "thinking" about him. And now, I'm pregnant with his baby. It's all my ex's fault. I was just desperately trying to revive our dying love life. So, I took some photos of myself, hit the wrong button, and the whole thing turned into a disaster. My ex broke up with me and my nudes ended up on my boss' computer. As for Maron Korolev, he's more than just my boss. He's tall, handsome, dark, and hard... in all the right places. And he's been my darkest fantasy ever since he hired me.

Zane Whitaker ruined my life the first time he kissed me. Ruined me for other men. Ruined me for any hope of a happy future that didn't involve him. In return, I almost ruined everything he's ever worked for. I left before that could happen. I ran. And if I had it my way, I'd keep on running. But Zane sees things differently. And now that he's found me again... He's intent on convincing me of his perspective. One night at a time.

I stole from the Twisted Kings, and now I'm at the mercy of Jameson Steel. It's not like I planned any of this... In the same way, I didn't plan on being the only parent to my four-year-old brother. But one night, everything went sideways, and now Jameson is my only chance at getting out of this mess. He doesn't trust me, but he needs me to get back at the man who sent me to his clubhouse. His protection for my cooperation. As long as my brother is safe, it's a deal I can't refuse. But living with the enemy is dangerous. Jameson's vengeance is prolific.

I’ve never met someone so determined to piss me off. Soren Brehm thinks he’s my personal hero because he has something I need, but he can’t solve all my problems with a wicked smile and a spacious second bedroom. Not until I get past his football star façade and realize he sees me, really sees me. I don’t need saving—but maybe I need him.