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I might live in a mansion in South Florida, but my daddy was a biker, and I was definitely daddy's girl. When I found out my mom and stepdad had something horrible planned for me, I ran. Straight to the Dixie Reapers - the only place I'd ever thought of as home - but it wasn't my daddy's arms I ended up in.

No one dominates me. Not the supermodels I’ve slept with, not the rich women whose necks I’ve dressed in diamonds. So, imagine my surprise when I get a drunken e-mail from an employee I’ve never met, containing not one, but dozens of erotic stories, all starring yours truly. And in every one of them, I’m a submissive. I should let it go, but I can’t. This woman needs to learn that John King gets spanked by no one.

My name is Finn. I’m the broken one, the one everyone worries about, the one who’ll probably never have it all together. I’m the quiet one. My eyes don’t smile. My heart doesn’t love. I was hurt the most, and I’ll never recover. Those are their words. They aren’t mine. The truth is, nobody really knows who I am - not a damned soul - and they probably never will. I’m tired of people feeling sorry for me. I’m tired of living under the Knight command, keeping the reputation. Maybe, just maybe, I’d like to be something else - because screw the Knight name.

Some things are best left alone. I know this. I should stand by it. That would be the safest option. But, well, I just can’t do that - because the thing I should leave alone...is everything. It’s the reason I breathe. It’s the reason I keep putting one foot in front of the other. I need help. I know it, but nobody wants to step up. The case is too hard. There’s nothing they can do. And then I meet them - bikers, the Knight Brothers.

I’ve always held my own. I’m determined. I’m happy. I’m strong. But not right now - right now I’m weak, pathetic. I screwed up. I screwed up in a way I can’t fix. I destroyed someone. I stomped on a heart. I broke the one rule all women should live by. There’s no coming back from it. Yet, I can’t seem to find the strength to stop. Nicolai - that name, it ruins me.

Brody - that’s the name that left my lips so many times, the name that stole my heart, the name that made me into the woman I am today, the name that eventually shattered my world so completely. He built me up, with love and desire - and then his darkness tore me down. Now he’s gone, out there trying to fight a battle that isn’t his to fight. He’ll die. No truer words have ever been spoken.

Being hopelessly in love with tatted, sexy, bad boy, Roman Masterson can be exactly what one would imagine. Intense. Passionate. Consuming. Dangerous. After fighting so hard to be together, there still continues to be forces working against them. Yet the most difficult obstacles seem to be the ones that come from within.

Balancing a fake identity, a deadly tournament, and a secret rebellion? No sweat. Juggling my new relationship with Salem while my feelings for the rest of my demon hybrids spiral out of control? That's where the real danger is. After our trip to the surface, we have to pretend we don't know the...

Between a mountain of debt that isn't mine, a threatening pack of asshole alphas that won't take no for an answer, and a restaurant that has never been my dream, I'm barely hanging on to my sanity. You'd never know by looking at me, though. I'm a pro at pretending, pasting a smile on my face, and telling everyone I'm fine. When a breakdown on the side of the road brings America's sweetheart omega to my front door, things get… weird. Liam Cordova—singer, songwriter, actor, model—makes himself at home in my tiny cabin for the night, whispering sweet words in my ear.

I had one job in Silver Spoon Falls: make the hockey team, the Falcons, look good. My plan went off the rails when fists started flying at a local bar, and a Barney Fife lookalike took me to jail. Now, I'm stuck in my hotel room while my curvy lawyer tries to fix the problem. Except I need her to fix the other problem she created . . . the one that keeps popping up whenever she's around. She doesn't know it yet, but my job just changed. Now, my only goal is to win her heart.

My alien crush just found his fated mate—and surprise, it's not me. Add a broken heart to being ripped from my cozy Seattle bookstore and dumped on a weird planet with zero novels, and you get...me, stowing away on a rogue pirate ship in a desperate bid to write my own adventure. I don't expect to tumble out of a vent and land—literally—into the lap of the dangerously handsome pirate captain, Fer'oon. But hey, at least life in space has a sense of humor.

Priscilla has spent her life fighting for freedom. Surviving captivity made her strong, but escaping it made her dangerous. The last thing she needs is another dominant, overbearing warrior trying to control her—even if he is the fiercest Niri Warlord to ever grace the planet. Niri Warlord Andear has spent years carving out his legacy, defending a kingdom with discipline and blood. He doesn't lose battles. He doesn't take risks. And he definitely doesn't fall for stubborn, sharp-tongued human females who challenge him at every turn.

I thought surviving the first few months at Discordia was a win—until The Caliphate Games were announced. Now, I'm being trained to fight in a deadly competition I shouldn't qualify for, juggling bloodthirsty rich jerks, sneaky headmasters, and living with seven demon hybrids who are way too hot for my sanity.

I am the president of The Knights of St. Bon Motorcycle Club. A seven-foot mountain of muscle and bone in a pair of motorcycle boots and a leather cut. Cursed with demons and darkness and secrets that run deep. To the people of St. Bon, I am a monster. To my club brothers, I am a fearless leader. To her, I am a nightmare.

After finally allowing herself to love again, Harper wakes up miles away from the men who have kept her safe—and in the hands of those determined to destroy her from the inside out. Unsure of whether or not she can rely on Ronan, Mac, and Finn to save her, Harper must find the strength to free herself. But if she does, how is she meant to face what comes next?

Some marriages start with a loving "I do." Theirs starts with a lie. When human Kleena is snatched off the streets of Jorvla and thrust into an auction, she expects to find herself at the mercy of her buyer, not rescued by a Naga prince—even if he is a warrior haunted by the ghosts of his own...

Some love stories start with a choice. Theirs began with a sacrifice. Human slave Mila's survival depended on obedience—until she uncovered a secret that made her a target. Beaten, imprisoned, and left with no way out, she never expected a Naga warrior to destroy her chains. Niri General...

Three brides have been given to me: Niamh is as delicate as the careful steps she takes, Selene is as challenging as the secrets she’s trying to unravel, and Amira who has been lost to me. Someone has taken her and that fool does not realize that a King never forgives or forgets. Blood debts must be paid and the collectors are knocking on doors. The Hand himself keeps the ledger and my name has been written in red.

When former rodeo star Hayes Matthews returns to Tree Fork Ranch to care for his injured uncle, he’s shocked to find Bailey Logan—his first love—working there. He never understood why she vanished years ago, and now, seeing her, more beautiful than ever, he wants answers. He swears he won’t fall for her again, no matter how strong the pull.

When a pack finally claims me, I expect the worst—dominance, control, a cage with softer walls. What I get instead are five patient, protective souls who see past my fear and fire. Three alphas and two betas who don't just want my body—they want me. All of me. Even the broken parts. They want to glue me back together, make me whole again. Just when I begin to believe in forever, the government issues a brutal recall: all omegas must return for "fertility testing." But the truth runs darker. I uncover secrets that could destroy everything—unless I'm silenced first.