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My family's roots run deep, and my responsibilities are clear. My family and Rhodes Hotels, my family business. As a father first, I've always put my daughter above everything, living in a carefully maintained world close to my ex-wife, ensuring peace. I never expected to fall in love again and find the kind of passion I had with Aurora. I thought it would be easy, but when I introduced her to my daughter, it shattered the delicate balance of my life, forcing me to make regrettable choices that hurt the only woman I ever loved.

I'm Beau Bodine, and someone's been keeping one hell of a secret from me. Mira Sen shows up out of nowhere and drops a bombshell: she's been raising my daughter—her niece—for the past two and a half years. A daughter I didn't even know existed. I should be furious, and I am, but Mira's sister—who recently passed away—had convinced her I didn't want to have anything to do with my kid.

I might be blind, but I still should have seen that he was trouble. He's a scheming billionaire perched on the brink of dominance. Cold. Calculating. Ruthless. A king. Roman Kincaid is everything I'm not… a titan of real estate. A god among men. A man who owns the entire world. Almost… Despite being handicapped and the caretaker of every wounded animal that comes my way, I am not exempt from catching his attention. I can't make out the color of his eyes, but I can still feel their heat.

I was matched once. An Alpha who promised me forever, who made me believe in all those things they say about true mates. And then I lost him. After that, I stopped dreaming. Stopped hoping. I told myself some bonds only come once in a lifetime… and mine was already gone. So when a surprise inheritance drags me from city life to a ranch in the middle of nowhere, I plan to keep things simple. Sign the papers. Sell the land. Drive away and forget this place ever existed. Then I meet them. Cash. Walker. Ridge. Three Alphas with stubborn streaks, patient smiles, and that maddening cowboy charm.

I fell in love with my best friend's dad when I was seventeen. He seemed like some kind of heathen god, big enough to kill a man with his bare hands, tattooed with bright, bold images, and weathered by time and a short stint in prison. Blind to the consequences, I made a mistake that ran him out of town and ruined his life. Now, he's back after all these years––hating me more than the day he left.

In a kingdom built on lies and blood, some bonds cannot be broken. Merrit Locke runs Lock & Key, a neutral bar at the edge of vampire court territory, keeping her head down, her past blank, and her telepathy a secret. Until Prince Kieran Veyne walks through her door. He’s beautiful, dangerous, and far too observant. When a violent ambush forces Merrit to act, Kieran sees just enough to draw the wrong conclusion, believing she’s a rare seer. A lie Merrit must uphold when he drags her into a world of velvet deception. To use her, he makes her part of his court.

Kincaid Family Enterprises sits atop a Vegas real estate empire. Some of our business is legal, while parts hide in the shadows. That's where I come in. Enforcer who does the dirty work. Not talented enough to be King. Not smart enough to be CEO. Not clever enough to think our way out of a war that threatens to take everything we've worked to build. Until fate and circumstance align, and I find myself with the perfect chance. Frame our enemies and win this war. The catch? I'll have to fake my own death.

I finally had my baby girl back home, but she came with a little baggage in the shape of her best friend. I could deal with that for some more time with my daughter. The only problem is Bay's not exactly what I'd expected. I'd been through hell and back with my ex, but even that didn't compare to the turmoil that girl causes me. My stomach aches every time she's in the room with me, and we're drawn like magnets, but she can never be anything to me. Bay is young, vibrant, beautiful, and totally off-limits.

I like it when people stare. I like the attention. I've never been drawn to the meek or mild. At least, not until I met Hannah Kate, the journalist hired by Dallin to do a story on Twisted Ink and feature me as its best artist. Even her name screams good girl next door. And that's exactly what she is. Sweet. Innocent. Pure. Everything I'd ruin if I had even a small taste of her. The problem? The two hulking neanderthals she's linked herself to in a surprisingly sexy throuple.

My mate called me weak and walked away. Annie I try not to think about mating the wild wolf from the Last Pack. It happened. He left. The witch sorted me out and life kept going. I’m anxious all the time—every moment of every day—but I’m not worried about him. He hates me, and he’s not coming back. He made that perfectly clear. I should have worried. After all, everyone like me knows the first rule of anxiety—if you don’t worry about something, it will happen. And the mate who left me is now trespassing on my pack’s territory, and this time, when I run, he chases. Justus My mate is damaged.

Silas and I agree on one thing, and one thing only: my ruthless, heartless, narcissistic jerk of an ex-fiancé needs to be taken down a notch. So we do what anyone would do: we pretend to be a couple.

The Fates had dealt me a twisted hand. After a lifetime of abuse aimed at awakening a power I never even possessed, I devoured my mother's soul. Suddenly, I was face-to-face with a father who was oblivious to my existence and burdened with the knowledge that I was the sixth soul eater in all of Kalista.

The game’s afoot once more as the long-suffering Dr. John Watson and a partially decomposed Warlock Holmes (though he’s getting better) face off against Moriarty’s gang, the Pinkertons, flesh-eating horses, a parliament of imps, boredom, Surrey, a succubus, an overly Canadian aristocrat, a tricycle-fight to the death and the dreaded Pumpcrow. Oh, and a hell-hound, one assumes.

I had to stop and help. There was no question in my mind that it was the right thing to do, even after I noticed his one percent patch. The Kings of Anarchy MC were notorious in my hometown. Not only did I turn over the evidence to the club, but I drove to the hospital and stayed to make sure Bigfoot would be okay. That started his obsession with me. I wasn't sure about getting more involved with the club, or a single father who was a decade older than me, but there was no denying he was irresistible.

Following the loss of most of his colleagues in a violent ambush, Kenton has become Lord Mastrell of the few remaining Sand Masters, magicians who can manipulate sand to do their bidding. With the ruling council poised against him, the hot-headed Kenton must become a diplomat to have any hope of preventing the eradication of his people forever. However, there’s another complication: assassins are coming for him from all directions, and Kenton’s only true ally is Khriss, a visitor from the other side of the planet who has an agenda of her own to pursue.

When trouble lands her at my feet, I take the opportunity to have what I truly want. I offer her a deal. I’ll help her, but the cost will be one night in my bed. One night of submission.

Someone is stalking Audrey Young. And she has no idea why. Complicating matters is her landlord and new neighbor, Josiah Haven. She doesn’t usually go for the big, surly lumberjack type. But there’s something about that broody man. He intimidates her a little, but she kind of likes it. She could totally handle the mess that is her life, except the strange feeling of being watched is just the beginning. Next thing Audrey knows, she’s a target, and she doesn’t know who’s behind it or why. For Josiah Haven, none of that makes her his problem.

My ex joined the anti-magick alliance. He branded me with their crest. Turns out, he’s played with the wrong witch. I grew up believing I was human. My entire town hated supers, but I’ve always been drawn to them. Especially mages.

Some people are born boring. Some live boring. Some even die boring. Fred managed to do all three, and when he woke up as a vampire, he did so as a boring one. Timid, socially awkward, and plagued by self-esteem issues, Fred has never been the adventurous sort. One fateful night, Fred reconnects with an old friend at his high school reunion. This rekindled relationship sets off a chain of events thrusting him right into the chaos that is the parahuman world.

Jake Kincaid is a beautiful beast in disguise. Older. Cunning. Ruthless. My family could only dream of having the power and success of the Kincaid's. Why my father tried to challenge them, I don't know, and I don't care. The only thing I want from this life is to get out. But my plans are ruined when my father can't make good on his debts, and the Kincaids send their most devilish weapon…. Jake.