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I met Wentworth Fiorella on the second-worst day of my life. I need you to clean the lake house and get it ready for a guest—someone's rented it out for the month… oh, and the Morrises are finally ready to move forward. Translation: The place you've been sneaking off to to take online college classes is no longer at your disposal, and it doesn't matter anyway because that slime ball, Brock Morris, has finally agreed to marry you.

I own her. Body, soul, and every defiant breath she takes. Allegra Marone was promised to me before she was born—her fate sealed in blood, her life nothing but collateral in a war she had no part in. But the Marones took from my family. And now, I'm taking her. She thinks she can survive me, that she can thaw the monster lurking beneath my suit and scars. But Allegra doesn't understand… I didn't claim her to love her. I claimed her to destroy her.

My boyfriend was perfect, up until he wasn't. When Mr. Vanilla found out about my deepest, darkest fantasies, he spread them all over campus and shamed me in the worst way possible. I dropped out of college and moved to a small town, where I have just inherited a house from my long-lost grandmother. I'm determined to get my life back on track and leave my old life behind. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect to be chased by a masked man through a haunted house on my first night in town. Or that he would make good on his promise to bring a friend next time.

He was the mysterious dark knight, always swooping in to save me when I needed it the most. I was the troubled girl with scars and a bleeding heart. He was the gifted guitarist destined for big things. I was the small-town girl battling her demons. He was my earth, always keeping me grounded. I was his sky, always just out of his reach. Our love was everything I wished for—until I destroyed it.

I've never been a good bet. I wear my emotions on my tattoo-covered sleeve, I say all the wrong things, and I revel in pissing off a certain redhead far more than I should. In other words, I'm the last person the court would choose to parent any child, let alone three of them. Yet being their father is all I want. So when the woman I love to hate offers to help make all my dreams come true, I jump at the chance. Marrying Ava is a convenient solution: she's my kids' favorite person and the court will absolutely approve of the woman who runs the biggest charity in Boston.

Seasoned hockey player Camden "Hero" James has a compulsive need to help women in distress, and Anastasia Lennox is no exception. From the moment he first sees her dance he's determined to save her—and have her—even though she's hell-bent on keeping him at arm's length. Anastasia isn't sure why a gorgeous, famous NHL star wants anything to do with a damaged ballerina who can barely make ends meet. They're clearly from two different worlds. But when she suddenly has nowhere to live, she grabs the lifeline Camden throws her with both hands.

Older. Hotter. And way out of my league. Hannah Prescott has been my obsession since the moment she uttered those five simple words. She thinks she'll deter me by her dismissive attitude, but her words only spur me on. I love a challenge, and since Hannah is my literal dream girl, she's worth putting in a bit of work.

To keep my empire, I'm going to marry a man whose family my family tried to destroy. A terrifying and magnetically gorgeous man with brutal blue eyes. A man whose very presence sucks the air from my lungs. A man with no past, shrouded in scars, pain, and darkness. But this isn't about me. This is about securing a future for my sister. Even if that means binding myself to a man who hates me. Except "until death do us part" is going to come quicker than anyone knows. You see, this story has an expiration date. I have an expiration date.

Everyone knows Carmine "Cale" Connelly is the second in command to his terrifying uncle, head of the Amato crime family. A decade older and formerly my brother's best friend, Cale has always been a man to steer clear of. The fact that he's a towering monument of muscled sin and piercing eyes is irrelevant. Anyway, I haven't seen much of Cale in years. He's practically a stranger at this point. I had no reason to change that.

Juniper Walden has lived a life of quiet obscurity as a Beta and romance author. When one of her novels gains traction and she's suddenly trapped in a broken elevator with two strangers the night before her UK book tour, she realizes her future might not be so clear-cut. Seth Harding is a happily bonded Beta, but he can't get the pretty stranger's honey-sweet scent out of his head. Imagine his and his Alpha's surprise when they see her face on the news, because it's unheard of for a designation to emerge late.

For eight years, I've lived in the shadow of my golden child stepbrother. Dex is everything our parents want in a son, and I'm the weirdo who can't seem to get his life together. After getting renovicted from my apartment, I'm forced to ask Dex for help. He agrees to let me stay with him while I find a new place, but neither of us is happy about it. Then I accidentally discover that my perfect stepbrother has an online side gig, and I learn how lucrative it can be.

Stranded in Alaska, survival becomes paramount against starvation, hypothermia, and the dangerous predators lurking outside their isolated cabin. Sharing precious body heat with her viciously possessive men presents another challenge. She must navigate not only the brutal arctic tundra but also the intricacies of polyamorous love to ensure they make it out alive.

I've been here from the start—watching, waiting, and breathing in the fear that clings to her skin. She prays to a god that doesn't listen, locks doors that don't keep me out, and walks through a world that I've already carved her name into. She thinks she's alone. She isn't. I live in the shadows, in the walls, beneath her feet. I sleep under her bed. I steal the scent of her skin from the clothes she sets aside. I keep her safe, even as I pull the strings that unravel her sanity, thread by thread. She calls me a demon. A nightmare. A Hellkeeper.

My name is Tate Eckhart, and I love my life. I have a great job, a sick wardrobe, drive a fancy car, and sip scotch old enough to be my Daddy. I’m fine with being known as the bad guy, the troublemaker, and the unattached harlot out of all my friends. Hey, if the Burberry loafer fits, right? Money, control… lust, no strings attached. It’s how I’ve been living since that one night, back in college when I stepped over a line with one of my closest friends, only to discover the truth. Love is for suckers.

Wolf Wayburn is the devil in an Armani suit with the body of a Greek god. He thinks I’m just a small-town girl who he can intimidate—but I never back down from a fight. The first time we met, he cut me off at a gas station. So, I flashed him the bird and mocked his family jewels. The second time we met, he tried to get me fired. He took his shot—and he missed. At least for now. Wolf Wayburn was an ex-Navy SEAL with an attitude. But it would take a lot more than the big, bad Wolf to scare me off.

After leaving my toxic boyfriend, I flee to my family vacation home in Swallow Cove. This takes me directly into the path of broody bar manager Brooks Riggins. He's large and intimidating, but with a protective streak that I didn't see coming. When my ex gives me trouble, Brooks tells him to take a hike. Not only that, he also claims to be my new man. Brooks is as straight as they come, but he's ready to step up and play the part.

There are some things you just don't do… Don't lie. Don't steal. Don't break the law. And absolutely do not, under any circumstance, sleep with your best friend's son. I've always prided myself on being a good man. I am a doctor after all. I consider myself to be a by-the-book man. A man with strong morals and a clear conscience. That is until a night out of town with too many drinks finds me naked and sweaty with the one person I shouldn't be rolling around in the sheets with.

Cillian Kildare is a monster wrapped in charm and sophistication. A gorgeous psychopath with venom in his veins and sadism driving every beat of his cold, black heart. When I'm sent to kill the vicious Irish mafia boss to settle a debt from my past, it's supposed to be simple. It becomes a lot less simple when Cillian catches me and carves his way into my darkest secrets and most deviant desires. Now, captured and bound as his prisoner plaything, he has new plans for me: an unholy marriage of inconvenience. He'll protect me from my past

I've been in love with my best friend for years. The problem? He thinks I'm straight. Now that I share a dorm with him, his insistent need to cuddle—and lack of clothes—are blurring the careful lines I've drawn. I'm struggling to keep my defenses up. I love him, but I'm afraid. Afraid I'm not enough to make him stay. Afraid he'll rip my heart out. Afraid he won't love me back. But I see a side of him no one else does. In the security of our room, he lets his mask fall, lets me hold him.

One game of poker can ruin your life. It's a lesson my older brother refused to learn. Now, it's too late. After he lost big and disappeared, his debt came knocking down my door. Now, I'm forced to bartend at a nightclub to pay for his sins—and the new owner's out to steal my soul. Gage Lawless might own me, but that doesn't mean he gets to keep me. My brother is assumed dead, but that won't stop me. I'm going to find out what happened to him, dead or alive. I'm making a list of the people responsible for his downfall—I want to see what color they bleed.