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The quietest of the three Kanagy boys, Daniel, would prefer to spend his time keeping his bees and selling the honey rather than tending his family’s gift shop. But with both his brothers breaking away from the family business, his parents need Daniel more than ever.

Io is off to fight the Allfather, and that means Cam is in charge. He'll be the first to admit that isn't the old Titan's best idea, but there isn't any time for second-guessing. Io might be the Father of Dragons and Creator of the Mortal Realm, but he made it clear when he left Caesars Palace that he would lose that fight. That means Cam is the last line of defense between the Aesir and everything he cares about.

When Luka Romanov burst into the bar where I work to take care of some mafia business, I was still an innocent virgin. I woke up the next morning sore, spent, and feeling much less innocent. He tracked me down to punish me for trying to run from him, but it wasn't just his hard hand reddening my bare bottom that left me soaking wet and ready to be ruthlessly claimed. I was breathless and desperately in need the moment he pinned me to the wall and kissed me.

Cave bear and sculptor, Bruno knows his life won’t be complete without a mate to call his own. But what happens when he falls for not one, but two trespassers, and how can he reconcile his desire to claim them both?

Patrick and Annie’s relationship is on the rocks. He’s happy with their sex life, but she’s always been kinkier than he is. He’s sure she wants to add someone else to their bed. He’s done threesomes before. It’s only fair that she gets to try one. He’s not sure he can survive watching another man touch her, but he doesn’t think their relationship will last if he doesn’t allow her to explore more kink. Annie’s been in failed relationships before. She knows the signs and Patrick is sending them loud and clear, but she’s not ready to let it end. She loves him too much.

Monsters—shadows, gills, wings, and more. The things I fear crave me… and they’ve been here the whole time. Hiding, waiting, and wanting. Lurking, sneaking, and watching. Traveling the country camping was supposed to be an escape from the strange and unusual that clings to my family. My family’s calling to fame terrifies me. The ghosts, the hauntings, the supernatural—I want nothing to do with it.

As the brains behind Wilson Kinetic’s rocket to success, Tobias Underhill measures up in every way but height. He’s got money, connections, and any woman he wants. But he knows his success is hollow without someone to share it with. Gnomes might not have fated mates, but when Tobias spies the gorgeous and fascinating Harriet Slade, he's sure that she's just the woman to make his house a home.

To win his mate, he'll have to put his foot down. Anita is tickled pink when billionaire Frank Wilson picks her little bakery to provide desserts for The Wet and Wild Charity Gala. But what was supposed to be the opportunity of a lifetime turns into the storm of a century. Flamingo shifter and philanthropist, Frank has been going through life like one of his own clockwork sculptures, not sure of his purpose until he meets the plucky baker who captures his heart and assumes he's a janitor.

Boston Hawks left wing and bad boy personified, Easton is untouchable, reckless, and sexier than any one man ought to be. He has a complicated past, makes questionable life choices, and doesn't want anyone growing too close. Least of all me. East makes himself clear on his first day out of rehab, when we become reluctant roommates. At best, I'm angling for friendship. But soon, East is lowering his guard and we're bonding. When we cross a line there's no coming back from, he spirals, jeopardizing his recovery and my heart.

One emotional night slinging tequila shots and singing karaoke with the Hawks defenseman turns into more than I bargained for. A wicked hangover, an eviction notice, and a marriage proposal. If Torsten and I wed, he can fulfill a promise to his grandmother and the debt I'm drowning in will be paid by his trust fund. It's a win-win, an easy and straightforward arrangement between friends. So what if my friend has piercing blue eyes, a sensual smirk, and a body that occupies my dreams? It shouldn't matter that Torsten understands my past and makes me feel safe.

Oliver Cane has his dream job as a book publicist and his dream man—until he finds his boyfriend buried five inches deep in someone else. Heartbroken, Oli throws himself into work, preparing for the movie release of a book adaptation for one of his lead titles. The perfect distraction comes in the form of a handsome man having a breakdown in the toilets at the film's premiere. The two of them comfort each other and then make a deal—one night of anonymity and passion as they lose themselves in each other.

He didn't ask for my surrender. He took it. Maybe I let myself get a little too tipsy this evening, but I didn't expect to wake up next to a Russian mobster without my panties on. Fortunately, Maxim Volkov isn't here to ravage me. At least not tonight... He's made it his business to look out for me, and if that means taking me over his knee with my bottom bare for a spanking with my own hairbrush, then that's exactly what he's going to do.

When I fled Arizona, I knew keeping a low profile was the only way to stay off my crooked ex’s radar. Which means no dating, no deep friendships, no sticking my neck out. So it’s completely wrong that I not only let a handsome, rugged stranger kiss me in a crowded bar, but that when he and his friend become my new bosses, I change from a hardworking, respectable teacher into a needy, desperate mess.

Benson Bexley has always had a heart of stone. Apparently nothing has changed. When he returns home after a decade gone, I recognize him right away. How could I forget him? He's the same cocky flirt who slid dirty poetry to me in art class. With the same stone-cold stare that shielded his soul from the world. And that same sharp-edged jaw that cut straight through my heart like a dagger.

Graham Long left his career—and his real name—behind to make a fresh start for himself at Shifting Sands. He’s done with dueling, and wants nothing more than to quietly raise his strawberries and tend the lawns at the tropical shifters-only resort.

As a member of the Charmers Council, Gaige is able to form lasting bonds with the magical beasts of his world. At least, he used to be a Charmer...until he died and was brought back as one of the immortal assassins of Cruor. Now he's far more dangerous...and something beyond the shadows lies in wait, hungry to claim him for its own.

After years of adoration and love—and lots of intimacy—my guys have a special holiday request. A little fae baby. Like a fool, I agree, but there’s no way I can choose who gets to be the father. So, my guys have come up with a solution. A series of trials will determine who’ll do the deed; namely, one in the bedroom that has me questioning if my lady parts are really up for this. Right now? Yeah, I can’t feel my legs.

Darkness and bitterness have become my constant companions. Even though I'm angry, what else can I do but watch from the darkest corners of Screaming Woods while everyone goes on? I'm not expecting a light to appear. Caroline isn't all monster, but, as a child of our resident wolfman and his mate, she's not all human either. As much as I want to give into the pull to her, I've spent far too long existing within the shadows.

When I claimed to be Roman Romanov's fiancé, I just wanted a Russian to leave me alone at a club. I didn't know another bratva boss was upstairs at that very moment trying to get Roman to marry his daughter, and I definitely didn't expect to end up going home with Roman that night. Or to be calling him daddy with my cheeks blushing and my bottom sore from a spanking.

My one piece of advice: Never kiss a stranger. See, I kind of kissed this sexy man at the bar on a dare once, and it turns out he’s a Royal Fae destined to be my mate. Now I’ve been dragged to the Elemental Fae Academy to control the powers I unlocked that night.