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The world doesn’t end with fire. It ends with a notification you can feel in your bones. Alec West was just trying to keep a remote communications relay alive when reality stutters—then rewrites itself. The sky fractures into a vast geometric lattice. The ground splits with impossible blue-white seams. And a force racing across the mountains—the First Wave—turns ordinary rules into a new kind of math.

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He never has to threaten her. He only has to be right, and the city her own knowledge swears is safe turns out to be the one place it lied to her. Jess Carter came into this world with a soldier's discipline and a set of facts pressed into her memory the day she arrived, no story behind them, no memory attached, just a map she has trusted every day since. She calls it the fragments. It has never been wrong. Then a village that should be full of people is empty, and a city with no warning label on it turns out to need one. Dolf Surenn is the most reasonable man Jess has ever refused.

What if your best friend’s ex — the one person you swore you’d never touch — suddenly became your deepest, most dangerous temptation? You know the feeling. That late-night ache when their name alone makes you throb with guilt. The sleepless hours fighting the memory of their hands, their voice, their body… even though they used to belong to your best friend. The stomach-twisting war between “this is so wrong” and the overwhelming, soaking-wet urge to finally give in.

This is what I signed up for. I knew it from the start. I'm the newest prospect for the Deathstalkers MC Club. I'll do whatever they ask—whenever they want it done. No questions. I'll take their bullshit and follow orders, like nobody's business. Cuz once I get that patch, that label, I'm in. But when one of the old ladies takes in a stray, I can't help but feel the pull toward her. Izzy makes me question everything. But I can't. I have to sit back and pray like Hell that someone else, one of these bastards doesn't claim her for himself.

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At forty-seven, Tori Jennings has perfection down to a science: invisible at work, forgotten by her ex-husband, and convinced she'll never feel anything again. Then her company gets a new CEO—and everything she thought she knew goes up in flames. (Along with her internal thermostat. Perimenopause is delightful.)

They built a fortress to keep her safe. But some monsters thrive in the dark. Tessa thought she knew the definition of survival. She never expected to find it in the arms of the three lethal Thompson brothers. Hidden away behind the reinforced walls of an impenetrable Chicago estate, her world...

The ball wasn't a dance. It was an auction. And she was sold to the highest bidder.The fairy tale lied. Prince Charming isn't charming—he's a sadist who bought Ella at a wife auction disguised as a royal ball. The glass slipper didn't find her true love. It measured her body's sensitivity and...

He told her never to open that door. She married him because of what was behind it.Seraphine didn't wed Lord Gaspard for love. She wed him to find her sister.Margot vanished a year ago—the latest in a long line of women who married the wealthy lord and were never seen again. Everyone whispers...

Corinne Vale built her career on control.At Helix Investor Week, she is known for precision, discipline, and the ability to turn uncertainty into confidence before anyone else can name the risk. But when her private breakup becomes public on the eve of a high-stakes investor summit, the room...

Every lock remained secure. Every camera showed an empty hallway. Every sensor recorded a quiet night. But Judge Everett Carrington is dead—and the final appointment in his handwritten ledger bears Detective Frank Miller’s initials. Someone has built more than a perfect locked-room murder. They have built a system capable of manufacturing the official version of what happened.

Federal analyst Daniel Kade discovers a hidden pattern buried inside routine infrastructure anomalies across three American cities. Transit failures. Power fluctuations. Water system disturbances. Each event appears harmless on its own. Together, they form the blueprint of a coordinated attack designed to remain invisible until activation.

This is a dark why choose romance After three years in a controlling and toxic relationship with Jeremiah Peterson, Tessa Jones runs to the only safe place she has left: Her best friend Maya Thompson's house. She expects quiet, but instead she collides with Maya's three older brothers: Jasper, Issac, and Nico Thompson. The boys who once teased Tessa constantly as kids, who once felt untouchable now stand between her and the past that won't stop knocking. Jasper is the dare with the grin, Nico is the storm who sees everything, and Issac is the steady promise she wants to believe in.

Sheltered. Naive. And completely clueless. Mary is everything I shouldn't want. I like them fun, crazy, ready & willing. She’s pure, innocent, and fears us all. But there's something there,Something brewing... We all know the truth,A secret that could destroy her,A fact that she's got a damn right to know. But when she does,The sweet little thing just might be ready for a crazy ride,A ride with me, on the wild side a life,A ride that will damn near start an all-out war,Anarchy all over again.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and I'm a damn idiot. That's what he does to me. Ryder. Smith. The first heartbreak is always the hardest to heal and those wounds get ripped right back open, when he walks back into my life. Seven years, It took seven long and grueling years, to get that cocky, leather-wearing bastard out of my mind. I thought I'd never get over him, never fix what he broke, and now he's back, every sexy inch of him, the difference is now I'm taking charge. This time he'll be the fool.

I had to step up, take over, save her from herself, from him. He doesn't deserve her. But I sure as Hell don't either. She's too sweet, too soft, too kind. A broken shell of the woman she once was. But now, there's more on the line, she's in too deep. And I'll be damned if I ever give up on putting her back together, piece-by-piece, owning every ounce of the woman, who stole my heart.

Loyalty. That's what it's all about here. I'd do anything for one of my brothers, even go with his old lady to a parent-teacher conference. But when I see the sweet little number who's the teacher, suddenly, school's right up my alley. She's innocent, naive, and sexy as Hell. Damn, I just want in her pants, and to maybe teach her a thing or two. And I'm not backing down, I'll get to her.

CHRISSY. As a social worker, I've seen my fair share of broken families, bad relationships, and worlds of regret. Because of that the last thing, I'll ever do is let down my guard, or open up my heart. As for men, bring 'em on. I love a good man in my bed, but I’m not looking for forever or happily ever after. That's not my style. Please me, and leave. These are my rules. There’s no bending or breaking them. Even when he pulls out all the stops, I'm not budging. They’re set in stone. Or should I say, “Rock?” ROCK. I'm chiseling away at that hard exterior, one pebble at a time.

Forbidden. Off Limits. Unattainable. Those are the rules. I can't claim her—a club girl. A club whore if we're cutting the shit. But Carly is different, Something about her makes me want to break all the rules, break the code, keep her for myself, and make damn sure my brothers don't touch one inch of her. That's a dangerous promise, but for her, I'm ready to get a little reckless.