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When this alpha shifter warlord caught my scent, he didn't just take me as his mate. He pinned me to the wall, tore off my clothes, spanked my ass, and then made me come so hard I screamed. Now, bare and blindfolded as he throws me to the bed and mounts me roughly, I know what comes next. He's going to claim my virgin body with a single brutal thrust. Then he's going to breed me hard.

Vadim Stravinsky isn't just dangerous. He's the king of a criminal empire, with enemies deadlier than his icy stare. When he dragged me into his world, I didn't expect survival to come with a diamond ring and vows whispered in the shadows. But secrets now bind us tighter than any vow. Both the ones from his haunted past and the ones in my unexpected future. And that was before our enemies started circling like vultures.

The alpha who bit me tells me I'm an omega, and the sudden cherry pie à la mode perfume wafting off me seems to confirm his assertion. But things like this don't happen to girls like me. The one in a million chance at being a late-presenting omega should go to someone else. Not me, a beta who spent years of my childhood being sick. Not me, the girl who historically is only good enough for a one-night stand.

Between a mountain of debt that isn't mine, a threatening pack of asshole alphas that won't take no for an answer, and a restaurant that has never been my dream, I'm barely hanging on to my sanity. You'd never know by looking at me, though. I'm a pro at pretending, pasting a smile on my face, and telling everyone I'm fine. When a breakdown on the side of the road brings America's sweetheart omega to my front door, things get… weird. Liam Cordova—singer, songwriter, actor, model—makes himself at home in my tiny cabin for the night, whispering sweet words in my ear.

One word could kill them all. That's what I was warned about after the first accident when I killed my family's allies. My powers manifested too young. Powers I never asked for. I can connect with the realm of the dead. My medium? My voice. And so I don't talk. Ever. Not to anyone—except my sister, of course. She's the only reason I'm not utterly insane after a lifetime spent hiding. In the darkness. In silence. Under a shroud of loneliness with only the dead for company.

Good girls don't pick fights with a handsome billionaire at the dry cleaner's. Good girls don't steal his bespoke suit. Good girls don't take pictures of themselves wearing only a suit jacket. And good girls definitely don't hit send. But after catching my cheating ex-fiancé in the act three days before the wedding... being a good girl was the last thing on my mind. And that's when I meet Vadim Stravinsky. His storm-gray eyes notice the mascara smudged on my face. Despite making him the unexpected target of my frustrations and heartbreak, he leaves me with his card.

For the first time, Frankie has found her carefully crafted life veering way off course. Career-driven, ambitious, motivated—these were the pillars she had built her entire identity around. Now, fresh off a layoff, she’s struggling to figure out what’s next for her. Then, on a chance encounter one evening, she meets Oliver. He’s charming and attractive, but as soon as he opens his mouth, Frankie realizes the two could not be more different. He’s an impulsive daredevil, a true free spirit—not her type in the slightest.

I thought I found my fated pack when I was seventeen. The Werth pack promised me they would always take care of me, never let me hurt. I thought we were going to spend forever together. But in one moment of betrayal, they ripped it all away. Shattered and rejected, I ran. Seven years later, I'm forced to come back to the scene of my biggest heartbreak. I plan a quick visit. Get in. Sign some paperwork. Get out. No longer than twenty-four hours. But what's that they say about the best laid plans?

He's not just going to mark me. He's going to breed me. I'm completely bare and shamefully on display, fully aware that in a few short moments I'll be writhing and screaming as one brutal climax after another ravages my helplessly bound body. Because the alpha wolf who has claimed and marked me is coming to breed me again. And no matter how desperately I strain against my bonds, he's going to take what's his.

She was just a kid when she found me lying injured beside the road and saved my life. I promised her I'd return if she ever needed me. Twelve years later, I answer the phone and hear her voice: a biker gang's about to sell her to the highest bidder. Like hell they are! I tear the place apart and we roar off on my Harley...but the kid I remember has grown up into a woman I can't resist, with long red hair and curves that don't quit. And now she thinks I'm a goddamn hero.

I do what I have to so I can to survive. There's no instruction manual that comes with being a foster kid, only a will to live and succeed. And after all I've done to survive, it's all gone in the blink of an eye when I get framed and sentenced to five years in prison. My only ticket out is through the pen pal program. At first, the girl writing me is only a means to an end...my freedom. Except somewhere along the line, she becomes my sweet little bird. Without her, I’ll be condemned to more time in prison. With her, I get the chance to fly.

I'm a prisoner. A pet. A being of supreme power on a leash. Why? Because my arranged mate borrowed my power and nearly killed the House of Gold and Garnets King. Oh, he knew I was innocent. Just like his successor King Kaspian does as well. But that hasn't lessened my sentence; it's simply made my prison cell a little more comfortable. Because instead of bars, I'm stuck in one of the new kings bedrooms. And he's tasked three immensely handsome mercenaries to guard me.

The first thing I’m warned about when I arrive at the girls’ home is to stay away from the abandoned graveyard. Local urban legend claims it’s host to a gate to Hell. Then I was dared… The legend is as real as the monsters I’ve summoned by activating the gate. Demons guard it, waiting for skeptical idiots like me to do the ritual. Three sinfully hot, dangerously powerful demons.

From USA Today Bestselling Authors K Webster and Nikki Ash comes Truths and Lies: the complete duet—a dark, arranged marriage, Greek mafia romance.

When a killer from his past threatens an old girlfriend, Lucky John finds himself drawn into a maze of danger, lies, and family secrets. After being instrumental in putting the killer named The Viper behind bars, Lucky John did his best to put the entire ordeal out of his mind. But when the man is released under mysterious circumstances, it throws everything he thought he knew for a loop.

I rose from nothing to own this city. A smooth-talking bastard with an empire of sin. I was so used to winning that I never saw her sleight of hand. Now I'm dancing with the devil, and she's holding all the aces.

After finally getting settled in Bonita Springs, Lucky John's world is thrown for a loop when one of his biggest enemies, Rascal Mangrove, comes asking for his help. Now, with a mystery unlike any other he's ever faced spooling out around him, John has to work as hard as he ever has to get to the bottom of it. And, in the end, he'll find that the truth is closer than he ever imagined, and that his luck just might have run out.

Fresh off saving the day in his new hometown of Bonita Springs, Florida, John Lucky is met with a familiar face from his past, as well as an offer he can't refuse. With a mission that sends him onboard the most exclusive poker ship in the world, Lucky John is met with twists and turns that'll make him question everything he thinks he knows...if he survives at all.

After saving a woman from an armed robber at a truck stop, former soldier John Lucky is more than happy to take her number, even if she does print it out on a lottery ticket. He's even more happy when that ticket wins the lottery and he can take himself and his Army bud Davey down to Florida so they can live the good life in the paradise that is the Gulf Coast.

I’m 21. One-night stands are supposed to be normal at this age, right? Go to a bar, pick a hot guy, have a little fun, and then you run. Or at least that’s what I thought, until my first and only one-night stand ended up being the night I got knocked up by a stranger I had never laid eyes on before. I wasn’t on birth control. Now I’ve peed on two sticks, and they both say the same thing. Those two little lines have changed my future forever. You want to know what the worst part is? I have no idea what the name of the father is.