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There's an unspoken rule in hockey: don't date your teammate's little sister. Dating the coach's little sister might be even worse. Not to mention bro code, which clearly states a best friend's little sister is off-limits. And I'm definitely prohibited from dating the owner of the team. But what if, before she was any of those things, she was the woman who turned my world upside down? What if she's the woman I shared the three best days of my life with, then spent years searching for? Sienna Langfield is all of those things, and now that I've figured out who she is, I can't walk away.

He’s dark. Dirty. Dangerous. A brother in my dad’s MC. Everything Mom told me to avoid. Everything I shouldn’t want. But his dark, his dirty, and his dangerous are like catnip to me. He stirs fear into the hearts of men, but I hear his rage. I feel it like it’s my own. He’s a killer. Shameless. Some might even call him a psycho. I just call him soul mate. We were born to raise hell together.

Dangerous and wild, I only know him as Soren. My captor, my tormentor. He forces me to walk miles on end and refuses to tell me why. All he does is stare… And it sets my body on fire. He's a muscular giant with raw, unbridled needs. If I run, he'll catch me. If I fight, he'll pin me down. And worst of all… I'm beginning to like it. But what I fear the most is that he lives for it. Everyone knows a beast can't be chained. One way or another… his darkest needs will always come out to play.

He's a dark storm wrapped in tattoos and muscle. A mafia prince with a killer's smile and a predator's gaze. Takeshi Mori doesn't ask for anything. He takes it. Including me. Our marriage is a weapon forged in blood, meant to stop a war. But there's nothing peaceful about my new husband. He's ruthless chaos incarnate—a Machiavellian psychopath with a thirst for violence. He craves control, but I was born to defy. His darkness terrifies me even as it calls to mine. His touch consumes me even as it burns me alive.

I've lived my life with rigid control. A tight vice on myself and my emotions. Scars from my past have left me broken. Riddled with guilt and anguish. When my baby sister was kidnapped, I feared the worst. That she'd suffered the same fate as our mother stirred up those feelings I've tried so desperately to bury and ignore. I never expected to find her. Drea Ortega. A five-foot, tattooed, killing machine who took my breath away from the first moment I laid eyes on her. She was my beacon of light in my dark, chaotic world. My heart. My soul. My everything.

I entered an arranged marriage so my sister, Ciara, could marry for love. Three years later, I'm a widow, and my father arranges for Ciara to marry Dominik Varga. The assassin slash arms dealer is as dangerous as he's quiet, which is very unnerving. Needless to say, I'm not happy at all. A deal was a deal, and I kept my end of it, so there's no way on God's green earth I'll just sit back and smile like a good little girl. I'll fight for Ciara's freedom so she won't have to face the hell I was forced to endure. But Dominik doesn't make things easy for me.

Lev Zarkov is a real-life monster. No, correction, he's actually the devil. Except, when I first meet him, he's simply the mysterious, handsome man traveling next to me on a first-class flight to New York. And after being dumped at the altar by my loser fiancé who vanished into thin air the morning of our wedding, when things get flirty between me and the mysterious stranger, I think, why not? Surely, I deserve one night to forget. I mean, where's the harm in a little indulgence, right?

An all-expenses-paid autumn break in the mountains at a luxury art retreat? As a broke single mom, I can't believe my luck. Until my boss's whirlwind son crashes my private cabin. Charlie is my work problem, the rockstar Creative Director with a Kickstarter addiction and a charmed life. The man I can't stand… or stop thinking about. For two years, I've hidden my feelings. But as we explore the experimental art classes, small-town magic, and the wilderness, truths are exposed. Heat turns up and fake dating turns real.

Niko West is the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on: six feet, four inches of broody, chiseled Greek god in a firefighter suit. He’s also been my best friend since kindergarten. He always says the only solid thing in his life is our friendship. He’s Honey Mountain's favorite player and I’m what you’d call "a relationship girl". But when I find myself single for the first time since turning sixteen, I make Niko an offer he can’t refuse. Who better to show me what I’ve been missing?

He’s hockey’s golden boy, my new client, and the man I’ve avoided for the last nine years. I was hired to fix him—but he’s not the only one who’s broken. Hawk Madden was my first love. I thought he would be my forever. But life wasn’t always fair. And grief could be a cruel beast. Fight or flight? I’d always run. But now he’s back in my life after all these years. Old feelings resurface, feelings that I thought I’d buried a long time ago. Hawk Madden was my first love…I just didn’t know that he’d be my last.

The night I catch my husband cheating is the night I stop pretending. I don't cry. I don't scream. I don't get mad—I get even. So I bring home another man—a stranger with wicked eyes and a smile sharp enough to carve me open. I let him have me in the house I share with a liar. A moment of weakness? Maybe. A moment of revenge? Definitely. But he saw me—the darkness, the hunger, the parts my husband hated—and he wanted more.

There is only one punishment for spies and liars: a slow and painful death. My sweet, angelic wife who bewitched everyone in my home, from my men to my dogs, is the worst traitor of all. But it seems I have fallen under her spell as well. With every smile, every ridiculous outfit, I'm struggling... and failing. I want to hate her. Instead, I'm yearning to hear every silent lie that leaves her irresistible lips.

When I was nine, I went to my first funeral. Along with accepting my father's death, I had to accept new and awful truths I wasn't prepared for. When I was nineteen, I went to my mother's funeral. We weren't close, but with her gone, I became more alone than ever before. Sure, I have a half-brother who runs The Alliance. And yeah, he's given me his protection—in the form of a bodyguard and chauffeur. But I don't have anyone that really knows me. No one to really love me. Until I meet him. The man in the airport.

He’s my best friend’s older brother. He was also my teenage crush, and completely out of reach. But we had our secrets—moments that nobody knew about. I’d tucked them away in a safe place, and that’s where I’d planned to keep them. He’d moved to the city, and I’d moved on. But now he was back in Honey Mountain for a few weeks and he’d found endless reasons to spend time with me. What started out as rekindling our friendship turned into a different kind of…stroking the fire. No pun intended. It was temporary. Just another secret that we’d keep between us.

I've been trying to beat Wren Callan for years. Turns out, I had to marry her in Vegas and get her pregnant to finally win. We were supposed to get a quickie divorce before anyone found out… But I couldn't sign the papers. Now she's carrying my baby and crashing in my spare room. We've gotten good at pretending like we're just roommates who can't stop f*cking. She thinks I want to stay married to steal her company. But the truth? I want her in my bed. I want her name inked on my ring finger.

Crew Lawless was just doing his job when he saved Aspen McKay from that fire. The call should've been routine: get the vic out, pass her off to the paramedics, and forget about her. But there's nothing routine about the feelings Aspen stirs in him, and there's definitely no forgetting her. Especially not when, down on her luck after her ordeal, he offers her a place to stay—with him. Private investigator Aspen McKay came to Dusk Valley looking into a serial killer, but she never anticipated becoming a victim herself.

Hannah Beckham has always dreamed of finding a pack. It's been ten years since she was designated as an omega, and though she's put everything she has into finding her perfect pack, nothing ever sticks. She's all but given up hope, resigned to living out the rest of her omega life in and out of heat clinics. Then, they all come crashing into her life, one at a time. Her true scent matches. Four alphas who had never met but came together to try to win her heart. It shouldn't be too hard, right?

The Obsidian Order only cares about three things: secrecy, loyalty, and power. Every man born to the founding families is bred for this purpose, to serve the society and its objectives. As a result, we are the elite. Untouchable. Unbreakable. If we make it through the Trials. I will, as long as my obsession doesn't get the best of me. This girl… If the Order doesn't kill me, she'll be the death of me. Because I won't give her up. She's mine.

Waking up alone in a strange hotel room, missing my prosthetic legs, and having no memory of what happened the night before is not how I wanted to spend my estranged twin's bachelor party trip. Yet there I was, legless and with zero idea how I got there. Or who I spent the night with. Which is… not great. Though I suppose that trauma lies somewhere between losing my legs in a car accident, which killed my career in the NHL, and my brother running off with my fiancée. So, in the grand scheme of things, not the worst weekend I've had.

The last thing I remembered was falling asleep in the snow after my so-called best friend abandoned me in the woods for rejecting him. But instead of waking up in a snow drift, I woke up in an unfamiliar cabin with six feet of shirtless alpha wrapped around me to fend off the cold. I'd hoped to head home and put this awful trip behind me, start my new job, and live a glorious single life as an independent omega. But Mother Nature had other plans: A brutal snowstorm. An unexpected heat. And four scent-matched saviors trapped in a cabin with me.