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This omnibus contains all five of the bestselling Mated to the King books by Lola Glass. These spicy, enemies-to-lovers romances each focus on a different couple with their own happily ever after. Binge the whole series now!

Someone’s been watching Tana closely, but he’s a lot closer than she realizes. From intimate moments to lazy afternoons on the couch, he’s secretly seen it all—and fallen for her along the way. The problem is that someone else is watching too, and his obsession with Tana is a lot more dangerous.

A secluded log cabin with snow-covered hills and crackling fires. Pure bliss. Or at least that was what my best friend and I had planned. But plans change when his twin brother decides to crash our holiday escape. Hendrix is steady, kind, and always by my side. Wilder is, well… wild. He's everything I shouldn't want while his twin—my best friend—is the perfect guy. Not that he's ever looked at me that way. Unlike his brother… who can't seem to take his eyes off of me.

When Liona stumbles upon Beck, the ogre's trap, and becomes his prisoner, she's determined to escape. But it doesn't take long for things to start heating up between the two. Beck is trying to protect her, and Liona can't help her body's reaction to the buff green monster. The lines between captive and captor become blurry, and the passion becomes a raging fire neither of them can put out.

She used to chase him. Watched from her window. Broke into his home. Pushed every limit until the cold, controlled man next door finally snapped—and shattered her heart. She thought it was over. That she could erase him, piece her pride back together, and move on. But he won't let her. Now he's the one watching. Obsessing. Hunting her the way she once hunted him. The stalked has become the stalker—and he's just as twisted.

When six human women are rescued from the Dreadmoor, Kizros’s only job is to check on their health and provide the rune cuffs that keep them safe. He didn’t imagine that by the afternoon, he’d be escorting one of those humans to his apothecary as his new assistant. But Aofe is the opposite of what he thought humans would be like. She’s a bloom in the dark, a colorful and curious creature, and from the moment he saw her brilliance, Kizros was determined not to scare away his new colleague.

Fear and desire have always intertwined together in my brain. When I’m afraid, my body reacts, makes me crave touch, makes me ache. So the idea of going to a sex club's Halloween horror house is making me nervous... Curious. In the maze, a masked man stalks me through the shadows. It’s terrifying, and feels alarmingly authentic.

Ava is struggling to provide for herself and her sister, who slips further into insanity with each passing day. Raving about Neverland. Obsessed with a Second Star that Ava can’t see in the black, velvety sky. Until the night Belle succumbs to the terrifying shadows plaguing her and sweeps Ava away to a land that is only supposed to exist in storybooks.

Anime-obsessed Anne might be a fictophiliac, or she might just hate touch so much, she’ll never have sex. She doesn’t really care about the difference, as long as she has her favorite pillow to grind against when she needs physical relief. Anne’s favorite pillow is more than just a feather-filled cotton sack—he’s alive but no one knows it. Hot, pulsing magic weaves between his fibers each time she touches him. All he wants is to be the man Anne needs.

When I transferred to East Point Prep, I had one mission in mind: find the people responsible for murdering Magnolia. Someone within these entitled walls killed my only friend and threw her overboard like she was human trash. Now, they'll pay. My best friend told me everything through weekly emails, leaving coded clues in her simple messages. I know every incident, and I have the names of her bullies—her murderers. Seger, Chase, Zeppelin, Carter, and Ainsley.

Stars see everything and forget nothing. And sometimes they meddle far too much. Ava has no idea who she is or how she got on the unfamiliar island Peter Pan keeps insisting is her home, the place she’s safest. But there are shadows in his cunning eyes and something within her screams out a warning that he can’t be trusted. When Belle learns that her sister is alive, she leaps at the chance to work with Hook, his crew, and their siren ally to free Ava from Pan’s grasp. She thought that with their help, she’d have time to save Ava before her secret was discovered… She was wrong.

Asher Anderson is angry―at the world, at himself, at the way his best friend Lucy Wolfe seems determined to tune out this buzzing connection between them. He doesn't mean to solve all his problems with violence, but maybe he has too much of his father in him. That's why the faculty at Avernia College hates him, right? Because of the "evil" blood in his veins?

I've been dragged into the fae realm and given no choice but to pick a mate if I ever want to get back home. Thankfully, the fae king has offered up some of his most trusted men in an attempt to find me someone to marry. Unthankfully, he's sort of… possessive. Which means I'm sleeping in his room. In his bed. With him. While I'm trying to choose a mate from among a handful of candidates who barely seem interested in me. There's enough chemistry between us to light a fire, but he's not an option.

My enemy is The Apocalypse Society: Three brothers, a hidden agenda, distorted masks, and minions who do their dirty work. They tried to kill the rabbit. They injured two of the men I love. They thought they could cut me down. Not only my life, but the lives of my four men, are now in danger. Time is running out. The rabbit is almost in their trap. The next time, they may succeed in killing me. Or worse, someone I love.

At seven years old, Ella Sunbury and Max Manning were inseparable—until life scattered them in different directions, forcing Ella to abruptly leave town. A decade later, she returns for their senior year of high school, moving in across the street from her childhood best friend. But she's not the same girl Max once knew. She now lives in the shadow of her brother: a notorious felon on death row, convicted of a crime that shook the nation. Reeling from the fallout and shunned by her peers, all Ella wants is to fade into the background.

When Harper visits the gynecologist, his touch makes her moan, makes her legs shake. Shocked, but turned on, Dr. Sterling can't help but push the boundaries of their doctor/patient relationship. He can't stop pushing her body to its limit.

Fifty years ago, supernaturals walked amongst humans, hidden in plain sight. Overnight, the world changed. The veil shattered, revealing their true nature, and humans were forced into sectors so those with preternatural blood could flourish out in the open. Every human's twenty-first birthday is marked by a rite of passage. The Awakening, as the supers call it. It's simple. We dip our toes into a God-made lagoon, then go home.

My enemy is the Apocalypse. Anonymous. Faceless. Shrouded in cloaks and deception. They are the true puppeteers of East Point, pulling the strings of their minions and controlling the masses of sheep. They're cowards hiding behind false identities and blank addresses. And guess who's still their number one plaything? Yep, that's me. When I came to East Point, I had one mission in mind: find the people responsible for killing my best friend. And boy, did I get more than I bargained for. Everything I've looked into twists and turns into dead ends. No one is who they say they are.

I love the dead—a passion for them if you will. There’s nothing like cutting, collecting, and storing parts of them in jars. Can you keep a secret for me? What I’m doing is immoral, but I’ve found someone special to love. If anyone were to find out… You know what? Let’s hope that never happens, because it’s Illegal!

If I could go back to the morning before the gala, trust my gut, and stay home, I would in a heartbeat. But that's not possible, so I'm stuck with the repercussions. Because of what I am—not who, mind you—there's a whole new set of rules for me to follow. And I'm doing it completely exposed. Laid bare for the entirety of the preternatural population to gawk, trash, and threaten. But I can't let that deter me from doing the one thing I need to do. Master my magic.