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Santa had it right with his naughty and nice lists. Me? I was firmly Team Nice. Need help throwing together a holiday wedding in four days, big brother? No problem. Need me to share my bed with your super-hot best friend? If I must. Want to be sure I won't accidentally fall in love with said super hot best friend—Brooks Claus? Can't promise that. He may have moved away from our small town years ago, but there's something about being near him again that brings back memories of that innocent crush I never quite got over. 

One blizzard. One cabin. One uninvited hockey player. Ho, ho, humbug. Normally, I love Christmas. The lights, the snow, the cozy traditions. Then my parents divorced. Intent to avoid awkward holiday drama, I head to our family's secluded cabin for a nice, relaxing week alone. At least that's the plan until Ryder Hanson shows up uninvited and dressed like a serial killer.

She crafts perfection; he conjures chaos, and neither is prepared for the spell they cast on each other. I am respected in Leafshire Cove because I perform magic exactly the way it should be performed—with a witch's intuition. My spells are precise, and they're either wonderfully practical or...

Since I'm not going to fall for Dylan Stafford, it shouldn't matter that he shovels my driveway or looks at me like he could devour me. One kiss later—I, Marlow Taylor, am completely screwed.

When I walked into his office for the first time, I planned to make sure Hunter Blackwater knew I wasn't the kind of girl who would let her gorgeous billionaire boss bend her over his desk. But by the end of the day, I was on my knees, showing him what a good girl I could be.

Enrolling at Kingston University and joining my mother's sorority was the worst idea ever. Someone's been in my room. They're taunting me, leaving horrific photographs and chilling notes on my mirror. My past has caught up to me, and it's tangled in my present. These brutal boys of SIN have me twisted up. I didn't catch on to their cruel tactics until it was too late. Now I'm being threatened and haven't a clue if I can trust any of them. One deranged watcher. One protective brawler. One determined pursuer. Beckham. Wilder. Royal.

I read her words. I felt her soul. I knew she was destined to be mine. She's the light in the darkness, the epiphany of my redemption. I'll do whatever it takes to get my hands on her—though I'd rather her believe it was her own idea. So, I set the bait, luring her into making a deal with the devil. But surprisingly, she doesn't take it. And now, I'm left to force her hand. Because without her, I'm afraid I'll be devoured by the monster inside me.

Dear Mr. Gallagher, I do not need this job. In fact, I will remind you that I'm doing you a favor. I am working for you only because I don't want you to inflict your grumpiness on my friends any longer. I am a strong, confident woman and know how to put men like you in their place. I won't succumb to your flirtations or your attempts to try and shock me. I am not impressed by your six-pack or your six-figure bank account. I suggest you realize that I am out of your league in so many ways, it's not even funny. 

I, Fallon Hayes, need to stop playing pranks on my boss. Did I mention he's my new roommate? Being the private chef for the retired hockey player who haunts my fantasies is a bad idea. Living down the hall from him is an even worse idea, especially considering the one-night stand we had ten years ago. What happened back then was unforgettable. Proof that we are destined to hate each other. There are three reasons why I absolutely cannot fall for my boss/roommate/one-night-stand.

I've been abducted by the werewolf king. He’s deadly. Violent. Cruel. But not to me. To me, he's almost nice. I guess it helps that I'm the only female werewolf he's ever met. And that his wolf has decided I'm going to be his mate, whether I like it or not. Luckily, I can survive his pack just fine, as long as no one learns what I could do for them. I can't tell the king the truth, no matter how much I'm starting to trust him. Or like him. Or want him.

I don't date hockey players. Especially not my best friend's cocky, infuriating brother—the one I can't stand. But one scorching night shattered all the rules, and now, I can't stop thinking about what we started. Gio DeLuca isn't just known for his skills on the ice—he's notorious for his hot temper and bad-boy attitude that fans love to hate. He's also the kind of sizzling hot that makes you forget your own name, with a smirk that says he knows exactly what he's doing to you.

The last person I expected to run into when I moved back home was my ex-wife, Tully Cassio—my high school sweetheart, the love of my life, the woman I hated as much as I still loved. She dumped me nineteen years ago and moved to Hollywood, quickly becoming a star and leaving our marriage in the dust. My dad's last wish included my moving back home and joining the local fire department. I agreed, mostly to be there to take care of Mom. But apparently, I'm not the only one back in Blueball, and now I'm somehow working with Tully on the fundraiser needed to keep the fire station open.

Playing football is the only thing I've ever been good at and the thought of being a dad after my own is such a deadbeat terrifies me. But my son will know who I am... And June? The girl I haven't stopped thinking about for four years? I wasn't ready for her back then, and I'm not sure that's changed. I can't afford distractions. Not with my contract ending at the end of the season. So why do I invite them to live with me after a plumbing disaster destroys her apartment? Because I'm addicted. Addicted to her smiles, her curves, those damn yoga pants she wears around the house.

I gave myself to the dragon king, prepared to become his mate to protect my sisters. But that's not why he wanted me. He just needs my help breaking a prisoner in his cell, to keep his people safe. And he doesn't want me to risk my life to do it. When it becomes clear that's the only way? I take it upon myself to make it happen, and almost get myself killed. That's when the truth comes out: I'm his fated mate.

I know what everyone says about me—just an ATM where his heart used to be. Which might be true, until I saw her. I can't stop fantasizing about my new assistant. Bright-eyed and too young, Reese is not meant for someone like me. Should I have moved her desk outside my office? No, because now I have to see her constantly. Nothing says stay away from the good girl like late nights ordering her favorite takeout just to see her smile, right?

A demon imprinted on me, so I had to turn to the monster king for help. Instead of actually being useful, King Bane tells me that I should just mate with the demon. At least, until he also imprints on me. Then we have no choice but to seal the deal in every way there is. But his wing of the Manor is quickly overrun with chaos and hatred because of our newfound connection, putting us in yet another predicament. We have to convince the monsters that I'm a terrible match for both Bane and the demon.

I agreed to marry the new werewolf king in exchange for my freedom. But now he's holding me hostage on his pack's land. Did I mention that he bit me, publicly, to claim me? Or that he's so lost in the darkness of his past that he's basically feral? If I could grow fur myself, maybe the situation would be a simpler one, but I can't. Somehow, I have to snap my new mate out of his funk, so he can get the pack in order and deal with the people who want me dead. But to make that happen? It's looking like love is my best bet. I don't want to fall for him or try to make him fall for me…

I've been dragged into the fae realm and given no choice but to pick a mate if I ever want to get back home. Thankfully, the fae king has offered up some of his most trusted men in an attempt to find me someone to marry. Unthankfully, he's sort of… possessive. Which means I'm sleeping in his room. In his bed. With him. While I'm trying to choose a mate from among a handful of candidates who barely seem interested in me. There's enough chemistry between us to light a fire, but he's not an option.

A vampire bit me while we were making out. Now, I'm being forced to marry him. Okay, not forced. I just don't have any other options. My family is being targeted by a dangerous wolf pack, so we turned to our king for help. But he happens to be the guy I kissed. He agrees to keep us safe—for the small price of my hand in marriage. Or mating. Whatever you want to call it, he demands my future.

Today was an epic disaster. I was supposed to be walking down the aisle in front of all my friends and family, getting married to a man I thought I was supposed to be spending the rest of my life with, not drowning my sorrows in a vodka soda. But after finding my fiancé intimately getting to know his best man, I was out of options… and a groom. So I hiked up my wedding dress and walked to the nearest bar. In my defense, I wasn't looking for a one night stand, but then he came in with his irresistible dimples, his gigantic muscles, and a smirk that knocked the tiara straight off my head.