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My best friend's little sister. Entirely off-limits. A craving I cannot resist. Savannah Levine is the one woman I cannot have and the only one I want. I keep her at arm's length, but there's no denying that she is an addiction I'm too weak to ignore. One taste. One touch. I should have known it would never be enough. Selfishly, I steal touches and kisses in the dark, keeping us a secret from those closest to us. But in a circle like mine, lies tend to catch up on you, and justice is served in the most tragic of ways.

My name is Thomas, and I'm always hard. No really, that's my last name. Thomas Hard, the pleasure is all mine… literally. I can't help it that my name suits me well. You know what else suits me well? That girl sitting across the bar, with her lips right where I tell them to be. I want her, and when I want something, it's gonna be mine.

One year to accomplish a dream. One year to leave my mark in the world. One year to live my life pretending that I'm not irrecoverably and completely in love with a man I can never have. I wish he would go away. I wish he would stop looking at me like I'm his everything. I wish . . . I had more than a year.

After their helicopter crashes in the Alaskan Tundra, Amara and Drasko are being hunted by a new enemy that threatens not just them, but the entire Amaroki tribe. Can Hakon, Luc, and Rone save their mate and brother before it's too late?

When Drake Hart's security team is hired to find a stalker, he has no idea what's in store for him. However, the day Zoey Lewis' picture lands in his lap, there's nothing he won't do to save her. He's always been quiet and shy, but seeing her changes everything.

I've been suppressing my inherent Omega nature since the damn Council member delivered the news of my designation in the spring of my senior year of high school. I had dreams. I had travel plans. One stupid packet changed all of it—mostly. Four years later, I'm finally letting the Council match me with a pack. One night to determine the rest of my life. I'm skeptical until Logan makes the night fun, Carter makes it unforgettable, and Jude makes it intriguing. The Council pairing me with them is a dream come true.

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.

Jordy Taylor is a disaster. Over the hill by professional football standards, the veteran quarterback isn't ready to hang up his pads just yet. With contract talks stalled, Jordy retreats to quaint Crane Cove to hide from his problems. With his best friend's wedding a few weeks away, the decommissioned lighthouse is the perfect place to hide away . . . until the most off limits woman he knows almost stabs him in the shower.

I honestly thought there was no harm last summer in naming Miles Asher as my boyfriend. I was convinced my friends from that part of my life would never meet him. I mean, come on, I'm a travel influencer constantly moving from one beach to the next, and Miles is a small-town mechanic. He loves his family and friends, and he's a nice guy. Or so they say. Miles has never cared for me. But now I'm staying in his town of Lovers for the summer, and—surprise!—my vacation friends are too.

One accident later, and I can't remember the last three years or the exact reason why my childhood nemesis and I still refuse to hold a civil conversation. Heck, I didn't even know he had moved back to our small town of Lovers until I woke up in the hospital and he was the only one sitting next to my bed. Suddenly, I'm living a life that doesn't sound like me. My brother is an overprotective babysitter, and I only want to be treated normally. There's only one person who doesn't treat me like broken glass: Hudson.

My parents warned me to never date a coworker, but did I listen? Oh, no. I thought Jackson Montgomery and I had a forever kind of thing going. We even have the cutest couple's name, PB & J, short for Presley Benson and Jackson. I guess he didn't think it was all that cute because he just broke up with me. To make matters worse, he's the newly appointed vice principal for the school where I teach drama, which makes him my boss. That probably means he won't want to make out in the prop room anymore.

Her brother's best friend was supposed to be a shield—not a temptation. Teagan Madden worked hard to bury her reckless past and is weeks away from college graduation. But when a dangerous mistake—Eric McKinnon—returns with threats and ties to the mafia, her carefully rebuilt life starts to crumble.

I've always dreamed of a fairytale romance, but the first time around, I kiss a troll, running straight into Grizz. He's the first man I feel free with, but we don't get to ride off into the sunset. Betrayed by the man I was supposed to marry, mourning a child I'll never hold, and marked by a brutal escape—I carry the scars of a life shattered beyond recognition. I beg Grizz to release me, but he refuses to let go, making me reconsider my picture of love. Maybe my prince charming does wear leather.

Charlee Jensen-Carter has been looking forward to her first Christmas with her new husband, Ryan, and her adorable stepson for weeks. Not only is her dad tying the knot, but she's looking forward to two weeks of no exes, no drama, and especially no trouble. At least that's what she thinks. First, she gets talked into wearing red hooker heels again. Next, she finds herself trying to save her dad's wedding. And if that isn't bad enough, more than one ex shows up, and she's suddenly in the middle of more trouble than she ever bargained for.

The High King—now freed from his prison—continues to wreak havoc on the seven realms, but he made one wrong move. He kidnapped my best friend, and I'll stop at nothing to get him back. Even if it means holding the self-appointed king's cold dead heart in my bare hands. I've set out into the realm of monsters, and all is going according to plan until it's not, and I find myself allied with the last person in Hell I'd ever fight beside.

A year ago, we managed to escape the realm of monsters, unscathed. The mistake of trying to strike a bargain with the High King has been buried in the past . . . Or so we thought. Tensions rise when the people in our kingdom seek blood, claiming a beast massacred one of the villages around Hell Hold. Pitchforks burn and the fine line between good and evil blurs until it's nearly obliterated all together. However, one thing is crystal clear. We're not only gearing up for war with Heaven, but a civil war within Hell itself.

I thought I could walk away…but Armani Bellanti wants me for keeps. My intentions were good. I thought I was on the side of angels. But all my plans led me straight to hell. There’s nowhere for me to turn. My whole world is his cage. I have no one. No one but him. He silences me with cruel kisses. I taunt him with his desire for me. We don’t trust each other, but we can use each other. Armani can take what he wants from me. And I can keep pretending I’m not falling for the devil.

My family prepared me to fight. My best friend taught me loyalty. My husband showed me who I am. And now I’m caught between them all. The thing about secrets is that they always come out. The past is never gone. No one expected it to explode. I finally understand why my life led me here. I was the only one who could uncover the truth. And I’m damn sure I’m the only one who can prevent a war. Men have pushed me around my whole life. But I was built for this.... I am Mrs. Armani Bellanti.

You have to be pretty desperate to consult someone referred to as the "Drunken Psychic" for insight into your perennially single status. Because tonight, after trying to make heads or tails of the psychic's mysterious pronouncements about my love life, I arrive home to find a man on my couch.

We found love in high school. He a football star, me a cheerleader. It began as a wholesome, all-American happily ever after story. Not how it ended. I wanted a career fighting crime, he was determined to join an outlaw biker gang. We had no future, so I let him go. Now, almost twenty years later, I'm back in my hometown, helping my mom close down her business. I thought enough time had passed to see him again, catch up, talk about old times. I was wrong. The love we shared still burns. But the obstacles are still unsurmountable too.