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I was the ultimate bachelor. I enjoyed my wild life, the late nights, and the fact that I had no commitments. My job and my freedom were all I needed. Or so I thought. Chloe was sweet and kind, and the way she got so flustered in my presence was adorable. That smile of hers did things to a man. And her laugh? It was infectious. She had this gravitating pull that was irresistible.

Watching the dynamic between my mother and fathers has stripped the rose-colored glasses from me, though. I've never wanted to match. And I certainly never wanted to attend one of the glitzy galas the Council uses to woo Omegas. At least, not until an absolute nightmare of a heat a couple of months ago and the fallout of it. So now I have one night that will dictate my future. I'm determined to make the most of it. Running into the Alpha I haven't stopped thinking about since my time at the Haven last fall is a dream come true.

I hate Simon Banks. I also hate tequila. The first makes my blood boil with his devilish smirk and giant . . . ego. The second makes me do questionable things. Specifically, with Simon. Fine. Whatever. It's a blip on my radar. Even though I can't stop thinking about memories of our night . . . or his hands . . . and that mouth. But I have more important things to do—like finally opening my dream restaurant in the small town of Rolling Hills. There's just one problem—he lives here.

Maddison used to be one of the guys, but that was definitely not the case anymore . . She had changed and damn if it didn't make my heart race. With each passing second, she began to consume me. Her smile made my knees weak and the way she looked at me took my breath away. She captivated me, but she was forbidden. She was the one girl I had no right to crave.

People think it’s easy being Felix Dodd III, and sure, the legacy and inheritance aren’t exactly terrible. But the name comes with so many strings; my hands feel permanently tied. Like I’m stuck following in my father’s footsteps. Like I can’t trust people’s intentions. Like my grandmother wants me settled down before my thirtieth birthday. I’ve got less than zero interest in marriage, ever since my one attempt at love crashed and burned. But Grams won’t let me access my trust until I’m engaged. Which means I need a fiancée.

After falling through hell's portal, Tori and Beniamin discover new magical powers while battling frightening demons in the hostile afterlife. But as more monsters close in on them, they must rely on the protection of the dark ones, ancient demons who for centuries have been harboring a festering grudge against the Amaroki wolves. As much as she fears the dark demons, Tori can't deny the call in her soul as if they'd always been her destined mates. How could she love such beasts, and how can they be capable of loving her when their hearts turned to ash centuries ago?

Being the daughter of a billionaire, you would think my life had always been easy. But no, not for one second has my life ever been easy. And now I’m being forced into a marriage with my father’s right-hand man, and if I refuse him I stand to lose my inheritance. And while I find him extremely handsome, it’s the darkness that I sense in him that both frightens and calls to me.

I'm a lone wolf, I fly solo, and I'm not looking to find a woman to settle down with. The sum total of what I still want from this world is peace and silence, and being alone with my thoughts. That all held true until Anne came into my life. From the moment I saw her slumped over the wheel of her crashed car on the side of the road, I knew I wanted to know all there is to know about her.

Thorne Point sunk its claws in me at a young age. I refused to let its harsh truths snuff out my light. When an attempt to kidnap me is stopped, I know they'll never give up. The city's seedy underbelly won't let me escape forever. My only choice is to run into the arms of monsters for safety. The Crows have a terrifying reputation, and Levi Astor lives up to it. But my protective monster will never be worse than the ones who buried their ugliness deep in me.

I know full well I don't get to even feel love, much less fall in it. No soul, no soulmate. Ever. I don't have room for stolen kisses and fantasies of of making her mine. I've got to break the curse on my brethren and take down the King of Hell. So why is the dragon part of me insisting on marking and claiming this strange and beautiful woman who just walked into my life (and drank my beer)?

I lusted after the gorgeous female MMA fighter Yanna for years through the computer screen, where I spend most of my time as the hacker for the notorious Devil's Nightmare MC. When I finally meet her in person, she's everything I hoped she would be. The perfect blend of sass and sweet. But being with her means going against direct orders from my President, and could mean messing up the most important job the MC's taken on in years. I'd gladly lose it all for the taste of her lips and the touch of her sweet curves.

Delilah believes animals can heal anyone. But she's never come up against someone like the hardened biker who rarely speaks. With Stone Face part of her inmate rehabilitation program, she's got her work cut out for her. Stone Face isn't there to be rehabilitated. Her program is the only way to get to the man that murdered his twin sister. The same man he has vowed to end. That hippie woman with all the animals is getting to him, though. Her curves. Her smell. The way her laugh reminds him of a time when he wasn't shattered on the inside. But he doesn't have time to fall in love.

I get it. We were in elementary school. Just a couple of kids on the playground. But after Nash Hendrix called me Enemy instead of Emily, his stupid nickname haunted me for years. Now our best friends are getting married, and they expect me to stand across the aisle from Nash the Ruiner without killing him? Whatever. I can survive that. It’s only for one weekend. Until it’s not. When I get roped into wedding planning at all the same places Nash is fundraising, I’m ready to blow up our truce. But the more time we spend together, the more I feel like…not murdering him.

It shouldn't be a surprise to Azy that her pregnancy is...different. Everything else about her has been too. A girl from Chicago who is half mermaid and mated to a dragon Wyvern? Yeah. That's not exactly the kind of life she can talk to anyone about. But she's only a few months along and already the size of a house. She'll happily let her little ones take over her entire body if it will keep them safe from the woes of the world, which not only include the dark forces of hell, but also uninvited mermaids, a whole crew of wedding planning friends, and a bizarre prophecy.

One night destroyed everything. Lindsey's heart. Karma's body. Her hopes for the future are shattered. His purpose in the Black Hoods MC is unclear. They thought they could weather any storm as long as they had each other. But some storms are too powerful. And some loves aren't as strong as they may seem.

My father isolated me while chaos swept the country. All my life, he hid me away like a precious jewel for being too curious, too attracted to danger. Then I got myself kidnapped. My saviors are three brutal men on roaring motorcycles—the Sons of Odin MC. I know a governor’s daughter shouldn’t dream of men with haunted eyes. Men who have killed, pillaged, and ransacked this broken country I’m trying to fix. But when the Sons of Odin become my personal bodyguards, I’m not just curious. I’m insatiable.

Zoey Roberts is on the run—that’s what happens when someone is stalking you. Winding up in Wyoming was her latest move and last resort, but giving up everything was the only way to protect herself. New state. New apartment. New life. And for good measure, she takes a new job at the safest place in town—the local security agency, Reynolds Protective Group. But safe isn’t always smart. And working for the handsomest man she’s ever met quickly turns perilous when she’s faced with those washboard abs, broad shoulders, and charming smile on a daily basis.

Daphne Morelli is trapped in a gilded cage. She fought to escape her family, only to be caught by a billionaire. Possessive. Commanding. And determined to keep her. Emerson LeBlanc wants to own the little painter. She's become more than his obsession. She's part of his collection now. Except she's more perceptive than he'd like. Her artist's eye sees the shadows in him. She paints his pain on stretched canvas. He's determined to own her. She's determined to escape. In the end, only one of them can truly be free.

Grace Halfpenny has devoted her entire life to her career as a social worker. Always playing by the rules. Always going all in. Falling in love is the last thing Grace had time for. Eugene "Judge" Grant is the president of the Black Hoods MC. Love is the last thing Judge believed in. Two people on two very different paths. Until two kids, orphaned and alone with a past that mirrored Judge's own, come along, not only needing him, but Grace too. And when the kids' dark past comes looking for them, Grace and Judge must put their differences aside in order to save them.

Davenport: I thought I found where I belonged with my husband and wife. Everything was perfect until we lost her on the same day our son came into this world. Together, we tried to stay strong and focused on bringing her dream to life, but maybe it's finally time for us to follow our own dreams.