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My husband would kill me if he knew who I really was. Thank God he doesn't… Right? I've spent years hiding from my mafia past. Then I accidentally walk into the wrong room at the wrong time. And lock eyes with Petyr Gubarev—the man who's about to become the pakhan of my family's biggest rival. I run. Duh. But Petyr needs a wife—immediately—to claim his throne. So when his arranged bride doesn't show, it's my name he growls into the microphone. Just like that, I'm dragged to the altar. And a very unwilling "I do" is wrenched from my lips. Now, I'm trapped in Petyr's mansion. Sharing his bed.

Jessica's world is falling apart. Her mother is slipping away. Her brother is unraveling. And every choice she makes pulls her deeper into Bleakmoor's shadows. She should walk away from Kane Ravencourt. He's reckless, possessive, and consuming. But when he touches her, she forgets why she ever...

I ran. He found me. And he's not letting me go again. Being eight months pregnant means I'm not doing much running these days. Thank God—I've done enough running for a lifetime. I've got a new name, a new life, and a tiny cottage by the ocean where no one knows who I am. I've even started to...

Kade and Hunter Caruthers. Brothers. Twins. My cousins. In a way, they’re my family. Protective. Indulgent. My best friends. But there was something else there, too. That ever-present whisper that reminded me more as I got older that we didn’t actually share any blood. They used to be inseparable. We all were, but not anymore. I don’t know why Hunter left or why he joined a rival team in Weston—that Rebel town across the river—to stand on the opposite side of the field from his brother, but Kade is out for blood now and Hunter has finally decided to engage.

When I signed myself away in marriage, I should have read the fine print. Ink fades—blood binds. I'm a prisoner, trapped behind gilded gates, my freedom traded for safety. Magic pulses beneath my skin, wild and forbidden. In our world of ruling Houses, wielding such power means death. One slip...

Jessica Holt's only goal is survival. Keep her sick mother alive. Hold her family together. Stay out of the Heights, where power and corruption rule. But one desperate choice changes everything. One trespass. One forbidden touch. One king who refuses to let her go. Kane Ravencourt isn't just anyone. He's Bleakmoor's heir, raised on money, secrets, and lies. He's the last person she should provoke. But she did. She stole from him. She tempted the hunter instead of running. And now, she'll pay the price. Because being noticed by Kane is dangerous. Being wanted by him is deadly.

My family has always told me I was destined for the Crawford Pack, my future set in stone from the day I was born. But I've never cared for the life of birthing babies for a pack. Not when I've got Jasper—rugged, packless, and watching me from across the ranch with a hunger in his eyes. The night he confesses his feelings, I run away with him. It's a dream come true until my heat hits—but one alpha isn't enough for an omega, and he leaves me. Desperate, I flee into the night, searching for relief. And that's when I find them.

One evening, two years’ worth of memories lost. Under the pretense of recovery, my father sends me to an elite boarding college, but soon, my memories start rushing back, and it’s obvious I’m not at Lakeside to heal. I’m here to hide. Navigating the scattered past to decipher the threat lurking in the shadows is hard while I’m kept in the dark and even harder when he steals my focus. Crude, arrogant, and threatening, he draws me in, and the closer I get, the less I understand. Waking up without memories is terrifying, but remembering the time I lost is infinitely worse.

He’s showing me a lot more than he should. The one time I choose to be unpredictable, I find myself practically naked in a dark cabin on a ranch, face-to-face with a smirking man barely wearing a towel. Despite his chiseled body and a wicked smile that makes following the rules feel optional, nothing happens. Why? Because I, Audrey Van, don’t know how to have fun. I came to my friend’s cabin with my whimsy list in hand, determined to fix that. I’ve earned my doctorate and built a career with zero parking tickets and even fewer hangovers. I’ve been so good … and so boring.

When I was three years old, I started drawing a house with a red door. Next to the house I drew a happy family—a husband, a wife, a baby, and their dog. For years I cried every night, clutching the drawings, begging my mother to take me home to my real family. I was labeled odd—a talented child with an overactive imagination. But one day I wandered straight to that house with the red door, and I found the man and the dog I had been drawing.

My parents despised me since the day I was born, expecting an omega with a lovely scent and a claw birthmark. But I was born with neither. Betas are meant to be the servants of the Alpha Compound run by our pack leader, Henry. Injured by my father—I ran away, never expecting to see another alpha ever again until

I’ve always wanted to be stalked. Turns out, I already am. Signing that contract was supposed to give me control, masked strangers, the illusion of danger, and a fantasy I could walk away from. Except the men who answered weren’t strangers at all. They chased me through cemeteries, cornered me in libraries, and left notes on my pillow while I slept. I thought it was a game I controlled. Then the masks came off. They intercepted my contract. Hacked the website and manipulated everything to make me theirs. One of them has been watching me for months before I ever signed anything.

Their worlds were never meant to collide. But obsession doesn't follow rules. And some games were never meant to be played clean. In a University where power is currency and silence is survival, playing dirty might be the only way to win.

Delilah has always played it safe. Not that it was her choice. Her father, a formidable figure and power-hungry businessman, always seems to cast a long shadow over her decisions. No matter what she does, Delilah can never seem to escape her father's control. When Delilah's best friend Cora drags her out of her house to attend a costume party, she doesn't plan for what will happen next. Always the responsible one of the duo, Delilah spent her entire life living up to her father's name and keeping his business under the radar.

I'm not the witch my husbands think I am. I'm about as good at magic as I am at flirting, which is pretty darn bad. Still, I'm going to try to save them. Not just because it's the only way to save myself but because I want to. There's no life for me back home, but maybe, just maybe, if I can show my husbands I'm useful, their lingering touches and heated looks will become so much more… maybe their love will even bring me the home I've always longed for.

She's spent five years getting over him. He's spent five years trying to deserve her. Sadie knows exactly who Harrison Turner is—the boy who loved her, the quarterback who forgot her, and the man in a viral video she wishes she'd never seen. She healed. She rebuilt. She made peace with the...

I’ve always had too many men in my life. My overbearing father. My domineering older brothers. My invasive nephews. The Trents and Caruthers run this town, and although I’ve never given them a reason to worry, they treat me like I’m made of glass. They’re wrong, though. At twenty-one, I finished college in record time, I own my own business, I pay taxes, I don’t party, and I’ve never broken a law. But I have one secret: I raced to grow up in case he ever came back home.

They don’t go to the brick wall. No one in the village does. Ever since I was a little girl, everyone has warned me not to go or even to look at it. And if you happen to find yourself close to the wall, run as fast and as far away as you can. The magic from the beast creeps beyond the wall, but not by much. No one who values their life approaches the enchanted area, let alone searches out the gate. Everyone is sure not to provoke the enchanted area. Those who do, don’t come back to tell their tales. The magic is dark. And it’s all from the beast.

My name is Nova Stone and I was a ghost in my own life until a knock at the door changed my whole world. Applying for guardianship of my infant half-brother was a no brainer, even if I hadn't known he existed. But that was before I met his uncles; two pro ice hockey players, and a CEO. They wanted to take Huey home with them and they were willing to pay me millions of dollars for the privilege. When that didn't work, they managed to convince me that it would be better for my brother–and for me–if I moved into their Ann Arbor mansion.