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I was an omega in heat. One wrong choice, and I lost everything. For two years, I've longed to flee my cage. Alphas bought me, traded me, and constantly abused me. They taught me that the only good alpha is a dead alpha. Now, I'm a pregnant omega with no hope of escape until one desperate act...

A vampire bit me while we were making out. Now, I'm being forced to marry him. Okay, not forced. I just don't have any other options. My family is being targeted by a dangerous wolf pack, so we turned to our king for help. But he happens to be the guy I kissed. He agrees to keep us safe—for the small price of my hand in marriage. Or mating. Whatever you want to call it, he demands my future.

They say when one door closes, another opens. So make sure you end things with a bang. My last night in LA before moving across the country, I met a tall, blond god of a man. I wanted one evening of no-strings-attached fun, and he was happy to play along. All we shared were first names and a few...

I kissed the wrong Santa. Now he wants to make my name on the naughty list permanent. Cornered beneath the mistletoe with a creepy coworker closing in, I grabbed the nearest Santa for a quick-escape kiss. Big mistake. Because the man behind the fake beard wasn't the cheerful volunteer I'd...

One lives in the light. The other thrives in shadow. At the Leafshire Cove book faire, rom-com author Colette Amelot wants only two things: a mug of spiced cider and a long line at her signing table. She definitely does not want to accidentally kiss a reclusive thriller writer—especially not...

I never planned to come back to Winter Crest. Not after the night my scent broke loose in a locker room full of Alpha boys, and two of my closest friends turned on each other in a way I still have nightmares about. For 12 years, I stayed gone. Suppressed. Silent. Safe. But now I'm here for my...

I'm the new team doctor. He's the most dangerous Alpha in the league. And during one blizzard-stranded night… he knots me. I thought joining a pro hockey team would be simple: treat injuries, avoid drama, stay on suppressants so no one discovers she's an Omega. Then I meet Knox Maddox—the...

Dear Mr. Gallagher, I do not need this job. In fact, I will remind you that I'm doing you a favor. I am working for you only because I don't want you to inflict your grumpiness on my friends any longer. I am a strong, confident woman and know how to put men like you in their place. I won't succumb to your flirtations or your attempts to try and shock me. I am not impressed by your six-pack or your six-figure bank account. I suggest you realize that I am out of your league in so many ways, it's not even funny. 

My grizzly bear is one step away from snapping, and I feel like I'm losing my mind. He has one overwhelming obsession. Finding her. My mate. The one I'm destined to be with. Watching my siblings find their mates while mine never shows up is enough to kill a man. But just as I'm about to crack, she walks into my life, all soft curves and shy smiles. The second I smell her sweet, intoxicating scent, the beast goes quiet. We know she's mine. The torturous wait is finally over. All that's left to do is mark her. But there's a problem. I have a secret that's enough to make her stay away forever.

Growing up with a hockey hotshot for a brother, I've spent my life surrounded by cocky men. I know the ins and outs of the games they play, both on and off the ice, which is why I'd never date one of them. And marriage? Absolutely not. Griffin Wright is my brother's best friend and star left wing for the Minnesota Rogues. After a few too many drinks celebrating a big win in Vegas, I wake up next to him with a ring on my finger, a killer hangover, and instant regret. The only option is to keep this a secret from my brother and immediately file for divorce. But Griffin has other plans.

Santa had it right with his naughty and nice lists. Me? I was firmly Team Nice. Need help throwing together a holiday wedding in four days, big brother? No problem. Need me to share my bed with your super-hot best friend? If I must. Want to be sure I won't accidentally fall in love with said super hot best friend—Brooks Claus? Can't promise that. He may have moved away from our small town years ago, but there's something about being near him again that brings back memories of that innocent crush I never quite got over. 

Dear Remington Parker, You may think you're the handsome prince of the law firm and I'm your dutiful wench, but I'm not here to be your plaything. Yes, you're handsome-ish. Yes, you're a partner at the firm. Yes, I'm your ugly duckling assistant. But no, I'm not desperate, and I don't want you. I have no interest in being the nanny to your newly found kid when you want to go on dates. And I have even less interest in your offer to teach me the ways of the world. In fact, after my makeover, I'm pretty sure I'll have plenty of men wanting to help me discover the joys of companionship. 

Dear Sir/Madam, I would like to nominate my jerkface of a boss, Kingston Chase, for the worst boss of the year award. I don't know if that's a category at your esteemed paper as yet, but if not, it should be. Yours Sincerely, Skye Redding.

Dear Grumpy Horrible Boss, You suck as a lawyer. I don't even know how you passed the bar. Or how you sleep at night taking clients like Jack Whittington. Just in case you didn't know, you can't fire me just because I have a part-time job working bachelor parties. What I do on the weekend is none of your business and not a part of my employment contract. If I want to go back to wearing coconut bikinis and popping out of cakes, I can. As soon as I get my big break as an actress, I will be leaving your employ. I am literally counting down the days. 

Everything I dared dream of for my life is scorched to ash when I'm forced to marry our enemy: the icy dragon king of Andrathya. My father believes marriage can bridge the gap between us and the beasts we once considered allies. We once held soul bonds with those very dragons before a curse shattered the world we had known for centuries, leaving war imminent on the horizon. I think him a fool. I'd rather die with a sword in my hand than on my knees begging for mercy. 

Reece Hunnicutt has spent his life coming to the rescue—whether it’s pulling climbers off treacherous mountain faces or volunteering to string the town’s Christmas lights. But after walking away from the elite search and rescue squad that gave him purpose, Reece is a man untethered, without a landing pad and dodging questions about his future. The one constant in his life? His quiet dedication to his small mountain town and his brothers who have no idea he’s about to embark on a new future that will take him to the other side of the continent.

Adrian Cross was never supposed to walk back into my life—especially not looking like that. Towering. Tattooed. With eyes that burn hotter than his tattoo gun. He's my brother's best friend. A polar bear shifter. My lifelong crush. And the new artist filling in at our shop while Magnus is out...

I have twenty-one days until Christmas Eve to find a mate, or my bar goes to my power-hungry cousin. But my best friend has a plan: three blind dates, three weeks, three Alphas who make my Omega instincts scream. A brooding craft brewer with dangerous eyes and skilled hands, an intense outdoor adventurer whose feral smile promises wicked nights, and a dangerous security specialist whose darkness calls to mine. They say some Omegas need three anchors. I say I don't need anyone. Too bad my heat isn't listening.

I, Everly Townstead, need to stop fantasizing about my brother's billionaire best friend. Should I have accidentally married the notorious charmer in Vegas? No, because his family is trying to buy my dad's company. Nothing says trust and unity between two businesses like an (accidental) marriage of convenience, right? Three reasons why I absolutely cannot fall for my fake husband: One: My brother would be furious. Two: I can't risk my heart getting broken again. Three: Cash Stafford doesn't do serious–ever. Smart girls like me don't end up with men who flirt with easy smiles.

Returning to Mating Season was supposed to be a blessing, especially for an Omega in my position. I've always been drawn to powerful Alphas and the show has plenty to offer. Last season, the pickings were slim. I should be overjoyed to be here again. But that was before I ran into them. Sinfully...