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From the moment I spotted him on the side of the road, I knew he was trouble. Now I'm kneeling at the mercy of a masked devil with my boyfriend's blood on my hands. He tells me to call him Saint because he saved me... that I should be thankful he spared me a worse fate. I'm tempted to fight him or bargain. But when Saint tells me to run, a twisted part of me wonders if he'll chase.

When Tristan Thorne’s father dies suddenly, the last thing I expect is a summons to the will reading. What could the dead father of my oldest rival possibly want from me? Turns out, a lot. There’s a single stipulation buried in the will: Tristan only inherits if he gets married. And not just to anyone. To me. I should say no, but this alliance could save my family too—and vows aren’t forever. Once we satisfy the terms, we can end the marriage and walk away.

He didn't need love, only leverage. Until she ran, pregnant and broken... Five years ago, I made a deal with the devil. Bratva heir Artyom Petrov. Ruthless. Filthy rich. Fourteen years older. "Everything has a price, little thief," he whispered in that dim room. "This is what my mercy costs." His powerful touch made my breath hitch, raw and irreversible. But when those two pink lines showed up, I ran—driven away by the hissing nest of vipers that surrounds him. Now I'm back in the city and I thought he'd forgotten me. Oh how wrong I was—he might have ruined me, but I consumed him.

I abandoned our small town the moment I could, leaving my broken heart with my high school sweetheart. He and our best friend were my world growing up, but they had their reasons to stay, and I had mine to go. I tried to start over: a new city, new relationships, even a new name, but I couldn't resist going back home to celebrate my birthday before moving abroad with my fiancés. After all my hard work, I never expected to have the world I'd crafted pulled out from under me, or to come face to face with the man I still dreamed about, or for him to come with a pack that would sweep me away.

With my best friend at my side and a worn photograph in my pocket, we take a road trip to Sweet Whiskey, the bar where my parents met. As soon as we step inside, I know my life is irrevocably changed with a single look from a dark-eyed cowboy sitting on a stool. Colt is all alpha in a tight Henley and perfect pair of Wranglers, and my inner omega gushes for him in more ways than one. When I take a job dancing at the bar, he brings his alpha buddies on my first night. Brooks is bubbly and charming with a bright smile. Dallas is serious, but sweet and nurturing.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

Jack Barkley has never been jealous of Jules, his twin sister, until she has something he doesn't—a family. After his failed marriage and a trail of dead-end relationships, he's given up hope that there could be anyone else for him. Miranda Howard has spent the last four years with Chris, an abusive and narcissistic boyfriend. Taking care of her son, Kacey, has been her only priority, and Chris' home was supposed to be a temporary landing spot in a time of crisis. But finally escaping his clutches leaves her penniless, stranded, and fresh out of options.

For as long as I can remember, I've watched over Eloise Meadows. She's too innocent for this wicked world; her perfection is her curse. The instinct I have to protect her is mine. I'm a slave to infatuation. My obsession is lethal. The fantasies I have… unspeakable. My name is Ren Ashcroft...

As if spending hours waiting in the DMV wasn't bad enough, I found myself detained in a back room after I flipped out on the guy who walked in off the street and cut in front of the line when it was my turn. And who comes to bail me out? The smiling giant who was the source of my rage. You'd think after I lost my sh*t on him, he'd give me a wide berth, but instead, he's got it into his head that we're together.

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...

I used to think surviving the worst was the hard part. But no one talks about what comes after. Learning to trust. To breathe without flinching. To be held without expecting to break. My Alphas saved me. Claimed me. Wrapped me in the kind of love I never believed I'd have. Every day, I wake tangled in their arms with their scents on my skin and their bonds wrapped tight around my soul. And for the first time in years, I feel safe. Whole. Even happy.

I vowed to avenge my parents, readying myself year after year. And now, I'm going to die. I should have heeded my father's warning when I stumbled upon the Fae warrior, but I froze. I remember every horror tale recounting the atrocities committed by these monsters, abducting, torturing, and exploiting humans. My survival instinct was screaming loud inside, yet I couldn't move. His strange crimson gaze fell on me as I contemplated his large double-bladed sword and my last moments on this earth.

Tristan I'm just a regular guy. Bogged down by debt, unable to ever afford to own a home, fed up with our world. I did the omega testing a few years back but nothing has come of it. Just me, paycheck to paycheck, and navigating the–shitty–dating scene on earth. Zilas As a trained baker, and...

I made a deal with the devil... Declan Pierce is a bully and a sadist. He's been my enemy since birth, and he's made my life a living hell. But when my father barters me in an arranged marriage, Declan proposes a deal I can't refuse. After all, so long as Declan owns my soul, it can't be sold to...

One beast is bad enough... but three? Briar Rose always knew she would be married to the highest bidder. So it comes as no surprise when she finds herself at the altar with Cillian Blackwood, a notoriously beastly billionaire. No one mentioned anything about the other monsters, though. With his...

I had a plan. It was simple. Find my sister, bring her home, and then disappear where no one could find us—especially him. But you know what they say about plans? They have a tendency to go awry, like a train off the tracks barrelling in the wrong direction… toward the wrong people. That's what happened. Them. Jericho. Sheppard. Arrow. The mafia heir and his two best friends. They came into my life with obsession bleeding through their veins, and the only person they saw—was me. Theirs.

At eight, he gave me roses. At fifteen, he gave me butterflies, and at seventeen, he gave me sanctuary. I wasn't a damsel in distress. He wasn't Prince Charming waiting to whisk me off my feet. We didn't meet by chance. He's been part of my life for years, and for most of that time, I've been under his spell.

She can never be seen on his arm in public because she's the hired help. Sloane Scott has a reputation. She's the go-to cleaner for the New York mafia. Discretion is unspoken if not written in blood. No sleeping with my clients is her unwritten rule, so why the hell does the arrogant boss of the...

After a whole lot of confusion and drama... Mason is distraught. But then he gets a strange call and knows from her voice that he needs to pull her scent into his lungs. Once he does, the puzzle pieces snap into place. Forever at first scent. There's no doubt. She's The One. Does it matter that the first thing she does after he takes her mouth is spray his face with Mace? Nope. Does it matter that she keeps trying to run away, determined that this is just witchcraft, not at all real? Absolutely not.

Princess Nahlani of the Brine would rather master her siren magic than endure the responsibilities of court. So, when she's threatened with an arranged marriage to a land-bound prince, Nahla flees—only to swim into the icy domain of the cruel Frost King. King Aethan rules a Rime in ruins, his cold exterior concealing an unspoken shame: a curse that turns him into a bloodthirsty, unpredictable threat to his own people. The siren spy in his waters doesn't know it yet, but she'll be safer behind bars...