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Bryan Quinn. Dublin Beast. Soulless criminal. Despised bastard. I protect my family, fight our battles, and uphold the Quinn legacy in Dublin’s brutal underworld. We have a code—the Quinn Laws—and while women are normally off-limits, Siobhan Daley betrayed us, acted on behalf of our enemy, and poisoned our father. She will pay for taking the life of someone I love—not that it’s the first time. But this time I have someone to hunt down. Someone to punish.

The moment we felt the mate bond, Kaci had only one choice to make: surrender to instinct and bear our pups like a good girl or force us to chase her down, belt her ass, and breed her hard. She chose hard, and she got it. Over and over again. But the truth is she was ours long before we marked her.

Naga-alien King Gravon expected a solitary journey through the cosmos, not a stowaway that rocked him to his core. Yet he's faced with Azha—a human slave who used his ship to flee her masters. Now he is more than happy to offer her passage and bring her home with him . . . forever. King Gravon knows a secret Azha doesn't. She's his mate, and he's not willing to let her go. Even if she is human and he's an alien.

In the land of Hearth, Dalia struggles with the third-class citizenry of the Wild to survive! Life is harsh! However, they can run like the wind; a default for young Dalia when things get thick! Her gift of ‘the Knowing’ assists her family of the slum burrows.

As said by Drake Princeton, "I loved you yesterday. I'll love you today, and I'll love you tomorrow, princess".

My past: I was 18 when I first gave away my heart. A love so profound, I didn't understand it. My present: I never had to prove she was mine until he makes an appearance. Tall, dark, and older...

Family is who you make it and I’ve discovered blood means nothing, not unless I’ve slipped my blade into flesh and drawn my scythe with it. Just when things were starting to look up and all the pieces of my f--ked up life were coming together, I’m once again thrust into a war and this time I’m taking no prisoners. This is it, the final showdown, my scythe is sharpened and my boys are by my side. We might just find ourselves dead but not before I’ve drawn my scythe on every one of our enemies’ foreheads.

When Selene left us in pursuit of her sister, she had no idea what she let loose. Now I hunt her day and night, collecting her secrets in plain sight. She doesn’t have long until her time runs out, it’s her fault the four of us have feelings we can’t ignore. If she finds out we’ve f--ked with her plans, we might just find ourselves dead with her scythe on our foreheads.

As Darius consumes her body and soul, her secrets grow from within. If he discovers this well-hidden gem, will Dalia survive his wrath? Will Kaine ever locate her with the reward? Will he maintain enough of her blood to multiply the cure for his father? As Dalia becomes Darius's obsession will she grow to love him back? Will she finally... hoof it?

There she lay in all her glory...it was her: Dalia from the Wild. As she lay upon the manicured turf eating a fresh peach under a heavy tree, my mouth salivated as she sexily consumed her delicacy.