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Australian vet Autumn Reynolds is a girl gone... not wild exactly, more like lazy. Since her boyfriend abandoned her in New York City for a bunch of improv groupies, she's had two priorities; sucking the nitrous out of whipped cream cans and making sex comics about her mysterious landlord. Blake hates people—and sunlight—with good reason. Imagine his surprise when he finds himself lusting after his upstairs tenant, a sunny people pleaser down on her luck. It turns out his ability to terrify with a single scowl comes with an advantage.

I don't want an alpha. I don't want the legendary Murphy pack as stepbrothers. I don't want to share a house with the four boys every girl in school wants. And I definitely don't want their breath on my skin, their scent in my nose, their marks on my neck. Their father told them to look after me. But he doesn't realize just how they've decided to twist that directive. I'm a pet omega for them to play with. And they're about to give me everything they decide I need.

Five years ago, my life was turned upside down. I’ve avoided any kind of emotional connections with men. The walls I built up around my heart have a foundation no man has been able to crack. That is until Bray freaking Williamson came crashing down on me. On the outside, he’s the bad boy your mother warns you about. On the inside, he’s the prince charming your father always hoped you’d find. Just when I think I can let my guard down and let him into my heart, my whole world shatters when he’s taken away from me.

Literally colliding with the hottest guy in the world and agreeing to be his date to his sister’s wedding? Done…for some reason. Finding out he’s actually an aristocrat and will one day inherit an ancient Scottish dukedom and castle? Yep, that’s a surprise. Sharing a bed with him at said castle because his family thinks I’m his girlfriend? Okay, I’m sure I’ll survive. Even if he does make my heart pitter-patter and my lady bits—uh, never mind.

Months ago, I was homeless and broken, and in search of a dangerous man. I found the devil’s prototype in a flawless navy suit. Clay Butcher. A man twice my age who kills brutally, takes territorially, and hides his emotions deep within layers of smooth control. He is my father’s enemy and the don of the Cosa Nostra. Evil. Beautiful. Ruthless. But he’s not the villain of my story.

Sunny Burke is the all-American life of the party. The golden boy everybody loves, a talented cowboy, and the man who warms my bed at night. In rodeo circles, they call Kai Hunt "Frost" because of his determination to win and his icy exterior. He's never made it a secret he can't stand his best friend's girl. Aka, me. Then the three of us got into a car, and everything changed. Because only two left it alive. In the aftermath, I slink back home to my little country town to lick my wounds. Yet fate has other plans.

A little deer walks into the wolf’s den. I want answers. I know nothing of love, family, or stability, having been raised in the foster system and spat out at eighteen, pregnant, and with no memory of how that came to be. I try to find my estranged father, a man rumoured to be in the Mafia, hopeful he will use his influence to discover what really happened the night someone took my innocence. But I don’t find my father. I walk straight into the den of his associate, the Don of the Cosa Nostra.

Bowen Barclay lived to ride bulls—until his single-minded focus cost his wife her life. Four years on, raising his son alone is the only thing he’s getting right. His rodeo career is going down in flames, and instead of dating, he’s playing his kid’s video games.

My ex-husband broke my heart by asking for an open marriage. Then I found out he had already been sleeping with someone else. So I dumped his butt and moved out. In the process, I found myself in the arms of four smoking-hot strangers. They pull out all the stops, lavishing me with all of the attention I’d been missing out on. But these guys have a secret. Am I going to be able to cope with the truth when it comes out, or is it going to be too much to bear?

Growing up, I had nothing but my good grades and them: the Vanguard brothers. They are the golden boys of our school, destined to be the alphas of our pack. They’re possessive, scaring away everyone else who might get close to me—until the night of their first shift. I’d been told over and over I could never be their mate, but the boy’s wolves had other ideas…. So, I’m whisked away, told to forget them—and I do, right up until they walk in through my door, telling me all the things I’d secretly dreamed of.

Sebastian "grumphole" Sovrano is ruthless, arrogant, and fixated on me. The first time we meet at a bar, I dump my drink all over him. He's grumpy, high-handed, full of himself, and...so very appealing. No way can I act on the attraction that sizzles between us, right? But I need to get custody of my daughter, and he promises to help me. Provided I pose as his wife. Only problem? I can't resist his mean smirk, his wickedness that appeals to the darkness inside of me.

Ashton Scott is not my type. He’s arrogant and presumptuous, and way too bossy for me. The man is persistent, though. Nothing stops him when he decides he wants something, and he’s decided he wants to buy my building. He’s also decided he wants me. And like I said, when Ashton Scott wants something, nothing stops him. He’s sexy AF. He wears a suit like nobody’s business. And his bossiness turns me on in ways I can’t understand. But I’m not going down without a fight. Or at least, I wasn’t.

Being locked up pisses me off. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. I'm f--king good at those. But Brigid is...different. And tough as hell. I like her Irish whiskey, and the way her lips feel on my...skin. She's got secrets. Hell, we all do. That's what the MC is about. Hers might get us all killed. Just another day at the office.

After a stint in the Irish Defense Forces, I drifted. No purpose, no place I felt truly at home. Until I joined Second Sight, Boston's leading security and protection firm. It's more than a job. It's a family. One I don't deserve. One of these days, they'll see through my sarcasm and bravado and realize I'm just a screw up. My first solo assignment? Hunt down a trained assassin and stop her. Whatever it takes. But the more I learn about Zephyr, the more I wonder if there's more to this case than meets the eye.

My name is Tilly, and when I was 17, I lost the love of my life because my mum and his dad did the nasty, made a baby, then got hitched. It drove us apart, me into the arms of another and him as far away as he could get. Now six years later, he shows up telling me he doesn’t care that he’s my stepbrother, that we share a sibling, or that I’m a single mum with three kids to a guy he’s always hated. He wants me back and he’s willing to prove it.

My name’s Charlotte. I’m a fashion blogger and city girl, through and through. I also have the misfortune of sharing my uterus with a demon I’ve come to call Lilith. Doctors call it Endometriosis, but potato, potarto.... I am determined to live a fulfilling life despite the endless battle with my body. It would just be my luck to find an awesome man when I’m in no condition to do anything about it. Not that I thought I would ever in a million years be attracted to a flannel-clad llama farmer. Me, flannel, and llamas absolutely do not mesh.

He is powerful, older, and my boss, a lethal combination. Job satisfaction has taken on a whole new meaning. When I lied on my resume, I didn’t expect it to matter. I mean any child would love me; I was born to be a nanny. I applied for a position working for a woman, or so I thought. But Julian Masters is definitely all man...the kind you dream of licking chocolate from. The first day was bad. The kids were the spawn of the devil and I spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene...and equally fascinating.

Did you know the medical term for a butt crack is intergluteal cleft? My name is Reagan, and spouting random facts like this one at inopportune moments is my affliction. I’m chronically awkward, socially inept, and completely lack a filter. Believe it or not, men do not find these attractive traits. When my sexy-as-sin neighbour barges into my apartment at the arse crack of dawn, everything changes.

My life is a mess, and so is my house, but I'm a good teacher, right? So why are some of my best students going off the rails? I meant to ring their uncles to let them know what was going on. But not like this. I drunkenly dump out all of my problems down the phone line, thinking it was my bestie on the other end.

We're intelligent, hard-working, and unlike alphas and omegas, we're not ruled by our hormones. That's how I've earned the title of Alpha Wrangler. No matter how much testosterone floods a boardroom, I can always rise above it and get the job done. Which wins me the plum job of negotiating one of the biggest mergers in the country. All I need are a couple of signatures, and then I can use my bonus to buy an apartment with Kelvin, my beta assistant and best friend with benefits. All that comes crashing down when I'm triggered by a switch.