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Talon Masterson, president of the LSMC, has built his empire on brotherhood, power, and control. But nothing could prepare him for the firestorm that erupts when betrayals hit too close to home. The woman he once trusted shatters his world with deception, while another returns from the shadows carrying truths and secrets that force Talon to face his past—and the enemies circling for the kill. Now, as a father to children as fierce and deadly as his brothers, Talon must protect his family from threats both old and new.

All my life, I was told an omega had to be three things: docile, dependable, and demure. Three qualities I am most definitely not. Darling Academy is designed to teach adult omegas how to please their alphas, but I've never fit in with the other girls. I don't know the difference between a salad fork and a regular one, and I certainly don't care where people sit at a dinner party. My entire life is turned upside down when my dying twin brother is conscripted to attend Eros Academy, a brutal war school designed for the strongest of alphas.

Brian "Talon" Masterson leaned into everything that mattered. Wearing the crown of the Lucifer's Saints MC Presidency was always his legacy to carry. But no patch could ever cover the scar left by the woman he betrayed and let go… or the truth he never saw coming. Gabriella Barone was supposed to be a memory. But memories don't show up with fire in their eyes, secrets on their tongue, and ties to a mafia dynasty ready to set the streets on fire to protect their own. She's back, not as the girl he once loved, but as the key to a betrayal that could destroy everything his family has built.

My name is Ryan Kingston, and I’m a rule follower. I’ve never been in a fistfight. I always obey the speed limit. I don’t get drunk, and I definitely don’t pick up random women at bars. Except the night I found out that my whole existence has been a lie. I got drunk. And picked up a stranger. Her name was Queenie, and she was everything I’m not: reckless, impulsive, and chaotic. We did shots and traded secrets. And ended up naked at my place. Six weeks later I’m sitting in the first official team meeting of the season, and there she is.

He stole my first kiss when he was ten, then my heart at fifteen. My crush was destined to lead to nowhere when our parents announced they’ve been dating and plan on marrying. Now they expect me to act like a family with the man I’ve been crushing on—my new stepbrother—and I can’t imagine a worst hell. But for them, I’ll do it. Even if every one of his smiles makes me fall in love a little more while also killing me inside.

I had a chance encounter in a dimly lit bar that led to an earth-shattering kiss with a beautiful stranger. But then the next morning my world is rocked again--when I walk inside my team captain's house and see her. Farrah Remington isn't a mysterious stranger after all—she's the little sister of my captain and best friend. A woman firmly off limits to anyone on the D.C. Eagles. Now, I have to pretend that kiss never happened. But the more I see Farrah, the hotter our chemistry burns, and the stronger our connection grows—until we can't resist each other any longer.

Meet Rebecca Bloomwood. She's a financial journalist who spends all day writing articles on how to manage money wisely. Her own method of managing money is to hide her Visa bills under the bed and hope they'll disappear. Becky just can't stop shopping. She knows she has to do something: either Cut Back or Make More Money. Except Cutting Back seems impossible, and her attempts to Make More Money just get her into trouble. Her bank manager is sending her sterner and sterner letters, her credit cards are being declined, her Mum and Dad have no idea… what is she going to do?

Saint Jordan Killian Black. A gazillionaire with a panty-melting smirk, and a soul as dark as his name. I wanted a child. He wanted a willing slave. I wanted someone to break me and build me up again. He wanted no emotions, no connection. A simple transaction, that's what he said it would be. I needed something in me to shatter, so I could finally live.

I don’t give a damn what people say about me. I’m successful and confident—one of San Diego’s youngest CEOs. But when my womanizer rep costs me a major business deal, I’ve got a problem. One of my brothers suggests a fake girlfriend. Ridiculous. Then I spot the perfect opportunity. At a bar, I overhear a stunning blonde getting utterly humiliated by her ex—who casually informs her he dumped her to marry someone else. What an idiot. She looks like she needs rescuing. So, I sit at their table and kiss her like I’ve done it a million times.

How could this happen? This was supposed to be a quiet town, with quiet people, and a quiet hotel that needed a new owner. It was supposed to be my fresh start. Instead, in walks the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen. Before she even flicks those eyes in my direction, I already know I'm in trouble...and I've never wanted trouble as much as I do now. How could this happen...again! I don't even know anything about him! All I know is he's stupidly rich, he's incredibly sexy, and he's definitely running away from something.

I guessed wrong. A little reckless fun with a stranger never hurts. A drunken one-night stand doesn't leave you pregnant. A savage twist of fate won't make your baby daddy your new boss. Bad luck can't last forever—unless you're me. Should we count the ways I'm cooked with Patton Rory? He rocks the grumpy gene, dialed up to 11. He's so handsome the mirror winks back and his bank account has its own zip code. He's also totally oblivious—thank God. I'm not sure what he'll be if he figures out the little boy who trashed his fancy building and ruined his favorite tie is his son.

Ask any new parent; no one is ever actually ready to become one, are they? Even with nine months to prepare, it's still a shock. Still mind-blowing that this tiny, little thing is now your sole responsibility. Except try coming home to find a baby on your doorstep, wearing a pink striped hat and attached to a note saying she belongs to you. Then you can say parenthood is a shock. Overnight my bachelor life ceased to exist; my heart now owned by one woman. My daughter.

Demarco Alford works for Chandelier—a high-profile escort agency providing secret services to government officials, foreign dignitaries, and the elite. One night, while attending an embassy event, Demarco stumbles upon a . . . secret. Jack Keegan works for the Secret Service—a government policing agency providing security to the upper echelon of national and international VIPs. One night, while working an embassy event, Jack meets Demarco and becomes part of the . . . secret.

This bundle includes Wild, Dirty, and Secret.

Zeke Beckett has always been an enigma. Hot as sin and just as reserved, I’ve made it my mission to break him out of his shell. Or, at least, loosen his back door’s grip on the giant stick he’s got shoved up there. My attempts have always failed...until they didn’t. When a night of drinking ends with Zeke finding my hidden, secret tattoo, I realize there’s much more to him than meets the eye. But he wants to pretend it never happened and makes me promise not to tell his twin sister, who happens to be my best friend. One of the two people on this planet to whom I can never lie.

When my boss handed me the biggest marketing campaign of my career, I was ready to crush it. Then came Marco Rossini—cocky, infuriating, and way too sexy for my sanity. The "manager" of the band I'm promoting knows how to push my buttons. And even though we are always clashing on ideas, we have to work together. The thing is: I can't get him out of my head. And one steamy night in his penthouse changes everything. I'm falling for him—this maddening man who challenges me and makes me laugh like no one else. But Marco's hiding a secret, and when I finally uncover the truth, my world shatters.

Uri Bugrov caught me trespassing, and suddenly, my life is out of control. I'm pregnant with his baby—correction, his babies. I'm also a prisoner of his enemies. Uri comes to save me because, of course, he does. But my rescue comes with collateral damage. Because now, Polly is missing. Even though I'm back under Uri's protection, there are more uncertainties between us than ever. What happens if we don't save her? What happens when these babies come? What happens if this is all my fault… and Uri never forgives me?

Even an alpha pup can change an innocent mortal like me into a shape-shifting powerhouse. Flung into a new world where submission might mean death and pack politics rule the secret supernatural society, I'm lost but not alone. With the pup's father, Hudson, and his packmates leading me through this strange environment, I feel as though I could take on the world. They have everything I need; confidence, power, money. And I'm everything they could ever want. I haven't been on a date in years, and now I have four gorgeous, rich werewolves chasing me. What's a girl to do? 

I grew up in a family full of wealthy celebrities. My father, Luke Williams, is the celebrity of all celebrities. A superstar actor and producer, my father knows the downside of living in the spotlight. And because of that, he sheltered my siblings and me from everything Hollywood entailed. We didn’t attend premieres. We weren’t photographed. There were no friendships with other celebrities’ children. But now, at 25, I’m ready to start my life, working for my father’s production company in downtown Seattle—until Vaughn Barrymore walks through the door.

Once upon a time, I fell for a dashing London restaurateur named Xavier. He left me with a broken heart... and a positive pregnancy test. Now, he's back in my life and determined to stay. He asks me just one question: will I move to London with him? As I enter Xavier's world, our differences couldn't be starker. He's tall, dashing, and practically royal. I'm short, bookish, and the definition of common. First comes love, then comes marriage. Yet all I've got are half-truths and masked secrets. If Xavier and I catch fire, the only thing left in the embers may be our deceptions.