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Once, I destroyed my fated mates. This time I'm going to save them. One moment, I'm living my downtrodden life: disowned, outcast, and barely scraping by. The next, I'm wrenched into an alternate universe where I'm rich, privileged—and dead. No one knows that last part yet except the killer and the woman who summoned me. And she won't send me home until I pose as my spoiled other self, infiltrate the upper echelons of magical society, and flush out my own murderer. If only I didn't walk into Luminary Academy and find myself face to face with my worst regrets: my fated mates.

A brand-new collection of three enemies-to-lovers standalones from New York Times bestselling author Kendall Ryan—now in one irresistible collection. Fall headfirst into JUNK MAIL, THE GRUMP NEXT DOOR, and MAIN CHARACTER ENERGY—three standalone romances packed with banter, tension, and swoony heroes you won't be able to resist.

Joss Lennon was shy. Sweeter than any baked good. Outta my league. Her life was cupcakes, hand turkeys, and working too many hours to pay the mortgage her ex-fiance dumped on her. Mine was strip club drama, breaking hands, and working too many hours to fix the dumpster fire my cousin left me. I had no business sniffing around Joss. No business wondering about her pent-up wild. It would be selfish to drag her into my wicked. That wasn't gonna stop me.

The first time I met Yulian Dimitriev, it was hate at first sight. He’s brash, chaotic, and a violence-junkie. In short, everything I disregard. As heirs to two notorious mafia organizations, we were shoved together in an unorthodox setting. The more I learn about Yulian, the deeper my loathing seeps. Until I truly see the person within, and something forbidden sparks between us. But our coexistence is cut short when tragedy strikes. Yulian and I go back to our respective, parallel worlds that shouldn’t cross. But they do.

Winnie Garrett is done with men. After a toxic relationship left her second-guessing everything, she’s focused on one thing: her dream job as the New York Knights’ new yoga instructor. Banks Callahan doesn’t do relationships. Or feelings. Or anything that requires letting people get close. Growing up in the foster system taught him not to need anyone—and definitely not to want something he could lose.

He’s the NHL’s most guarded single dad. She’s the one woman who can’t afford to fall for him. Tori Wells didn’t fight her way into the NHL just to become another cautionary tale. As a team physical therapist, she lives by strict rules: heal the players, protect her career, and never—ever—cross the line with a hockey player. Then she’s assigned to Zayden Bishop. On the ice, he’s untouchable—a French-Canadian superstar with a reputation for being cold, private, and impossible to read. Off the ice, he’s a devoted single father running on discipline, stubbornness, and too little sleep.

One guest house. One week. One slow-burn disaster waiting to happen. Dean Whitaker has zero interest in weddings, fairy lights, or the perky woman currently turning his guest house into a scented-candle crime scene. He’s a divorce attorney. He thrives on prenups, logic, and not getting glitter on his suits. Poppy Monroe is a wedding planner with a checklist for everything—except how to survive living next door to a hot, brooding, tightly wound lawyer—aka the groom’s brother.

She can never be seen on his arm in public because she's the hired help. Sloane Scott has a reputation. She's the go-to cleaner for the New York mafia. Discretion is unspoken if not written in blood. No sleeping with my clients is her unwritten rule, so why the hell does the arrogant boss of the...

He’s the man I can’t forget. I’m the client he can’t touch. But some rules are meant to be broken. I’ve spent my whole life being a good girl, and where has it gotten me? Nowhere. So I do something reckless, just for me. I let my best friend drag me to The Players Club where I taste...

I’m the last single LeBlanc brother—famous in New Orleans for being a successful CEO…and a total man-whore. Becoming a single dad wasn’t on my to-do list…until my one-night stand drops my newborn daughter on my doorstep. Suddenly, my world revolves around Charlotte: snuggling, changing diapers, preparing bottles. I’m running on little to no sleep and can barely focus.

My enemy doesn’t make the rules behind closed doors…even if he’s my boss. Cade Armanelli might be an infamous hacker with billionaire status who operates better alone, but I earned my spot working alongside him...whether he likes it or not. It’s precisely why I’m on the first plane to an undisclosed location for our cybersecurity team retreat. I’m ready to prove to our company that I can handle anything…except sharing a cabin and a bed with my meticulous, elusive boss. He’s antisocial. Ruthless. Enemy number one.

He’s my second chance. The man with the face of my first love. A terrifying and magnetically gorgeous man with brutal blue eyes. An outlaw whose very presence sucks the air from my lungs. A monster who doesn't remember his past, whose soul is shrouded in scars, pain, and darkness. A villain who refuses to acknowledge my very existence. The rogue who I am going to marry, for this may be the only chance I have to find happiness. So what if it means binding myself to a man who hates me? Except "until death do us part" is going to come quicker than anyone knows....

Accidentally hitched to a dream. Now for the catch.... I didn't even say "I do." One crank call and I'm insta-wife to a tattooed behemoth and mother to his kids. He's paying my idiot boss a fortune for the perfect lie. Because trouble found Miller Rush, and he found me. A rock-hard, overprotective rebel with a cause. Father of the century. Abs wound tighter than his attitude. A broodylicious bull stomping around my house, barking orders. Something's got to give, okay? But it won't be me.

Seven tattooed possessive billionaires who propose a marriage of convenience one secret that ties them together: This is a box set of eight marriage of convenience romances, featuring grumpy, possessive Mafia billionaires who propose a pretend marriage, only to fall for their sunshine fake brides and must grovel to win their hearts, with a grand gesture that will take your breath away!

Teagan Hunter presents Book 3 in the Seattle Serpents series.

After Meggie's ex fails to kidnap her, Pack Hart is faced with a difficult decision. Do they allow Meggie to stay on the water polo team and risk their own careers, or do they leave her behind and risk their pack? As tensions rise and more people become aware of Meggie's secret designation, the stakes are higher than ever. It's not just her reputation on the line, but the future of the entire pack.

Bristlebrook is up in smoke, my brutes are dead, and Sam’s camp is a powder keg begging for a flame. Injured and furious over their losses, the surviving hunters are preoccupied with their own problems. Their factions and allegiances. Their internal wars and pissing contests. The new world they want to forge. They don’t look twice at their meek little captive.

I survived jail. One night with a gorgeous stranger wasn’t supposed to be the hard part. But Rowan Wilder is a force to be reckoned with. A five-foot-nothing storm cloud in combat boots who marches toward men twice her size with nothing but a baseball bat and a sharp mouth. She’s the first woman to get under my skin...and the last one I should be touching.

Waitressing at a seedy strip club isn't ideal, but it pays Sarah Adamson's tuition. Her goal is to finish her master's program and get a job that doesn't involve tight skirts and groping hands. She doesn't need distractions. Especially not the one that comes in the form of a hot-as-sin tattoo artist who works across the street from her apartment. Kicked out at 16, and a high school dropout, Chris Zelter is familiar with wanting things he can't have. His fractured life has never been easy.

I'm NHL defenseman Lance Romero, AKA Lance "Romance". I'm notorious for parties and excess. I have the most penalty minutes in the league. I get into the most fights. I take the most hits. I'm a player on and off the ice. I'm the one women with no inhibitions want. Not because I like the notoriety, but because I don't know how to be any other way. I have secrets. Ones I shared with the wrong person, and she used them against me. Sometimes she still does.