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How does this stuff keep happening to me? First, it was my cheating ex and the—uh—"accident" that had everyone in town calling me crazy. Now, I've moved to a completely different state, and what have I done? I dropped right into another problem. This time, though, it's not a cheating ex; it's the Russian Mob. To make matters worse, I now have to live with the son of my landlords, who are part of the Devil's Soldiers MC. He's a smart-mouthed, arrogant jerk. I don't care how hot he is, I'm not about to make his life easy. Except, the chemistry between us is out of this world.

When a trip into the forest to collect a rare mushroom goes horribly wrong, I find myself falling through a fairy portal and straight into the arms of the Unseelie Fae prince. The dangerously unhinged and handsome Unseelie Fae prince. What could be more horrible than that? He thinks I'm an assassin sent by the humans to kill him, not a biologist. Determined to kill me first and rid himself of the human he has unwillingly grown obsessed with, yet also needing to entertain his people, the villain challenges me to three deadly trials.

Caly's bond to Mendax from their bonding ceremony and her mortality being tied to Aurelius's from when he saved her life mean the three of them have tangled their life forces together. And now that they know maintaining both connections is against the natural order of things, one of them must be sacrificed for the other two.

I made a deal with the fae king five years ago. He's come to collect payment—in the form of a marriage. Now, my bargain requires me to live with him. Share a bed with him. Vow to spend the rest of my immortal life with him, too. He expects me to be his pretty little werewolf, as if I'm just an object he can use to nullify the pain he constantly feels. I have to play his game for now, but I've got a plan brewing. Because there's one thing he's forgotten: Even pretty little wolves have a wicked bite.

Finally reunited with her family, Caly struggles to adjust to her new life and the decisions she made to get there. After giving up everything for them, she eagerly awaits the ceremony to receive the second half of her heart and become whole, even though it comes at an unsettling cost. She must marry Prince Aurelius and solidify her place within the Seelie Court. As she prepares for the event, Caly finds herself haunted by the memory of Malum Mendax, the Unseelie Prince—feeling his eyes are on her when she's alone, shadowy silhouettes in her room, and even touching him in her dreams.

Prince Aurelius of the Seelie realm has always been the hero, so it's no real surprise to him when a final act of heroism lands him in fae hell with one final task: give Caly's sister, Ana, the rest of her powers and take her to the Fates in Moirai. It is, however, a surprise to learn that Ana isn't the eight-year-old child who died in that car with Caly so many years ago. Instead, she is a full-grown, beautiful woman―with plans to take over the Underworld as soon as she can get the pendant holding her powers from Eli.

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.

I thought he was going to be different, but Torque is the same as every other man when they see a female mechanic. He assumed I was applying for a job as a receptionist to try and lure him into my bed. Well, screw him. Now I'm working for another shop, but not everything is as it appears. I try to ignore it and just work, but when things go south, I have nowhere to turn. Except for one man and his club. Sparks fly, and I realize fighting him might be a losing battle. But neither of us realizes things are about to take a turn no one expected, and I'm caught in the middle.

I moved to escape my past and give my daughter and me a fresh start. Now, I'm a respected social worker for a private VA clinic, and I devote my time to helping veterans find their way in civilian life. I have no time for relationships, and to be honest, I'm too shy to attempt it. Then he keeps getting thrown in my path: Shadow, the enforcer for the Devil's Soldiers MC. A man who is making me question what I want and also pulling at my heart with every piece of himself he gives me.

He was the hot popular guy. I was the nerdy girl with a fantasy crush. All of my childhood, I was invisible to Adam Carlisle. That was fine, because I was too shy, and too smart, to think I had a chance with the most popular guy in school. Until someone crowned him prom king.... And me queen. But it was only a cruel joke that ruined my self-esteem and broke my heart. Ten years later and my friend begs me to attend our school reunion with her. I'm older, wiser, but still a nerd. This event is setting off my anxiety. I want it to be over. Then...I see him.

As a human, the fae see me as no better than something they scrape off their shoes. I'm good enough to wipe their butts and clean their sheets, but that's about it. So when I lose my job as a maid, I get the fun choice of either becoming a whore or starving to death—until a fae prince presents me with a plan involving a magical spell that will make the world believe I'm his mate. I don't trust the prince one bit, but left with no other choice, I agree. Only, the spell goes wrong and instead of matching with just him, I'm matched with all four of the fae princes.

He's the most aggravating man I've ever met, and now I have to see him all the time? I'm not sure we'll survive it. I worked hard to prove him wrong, then even harder to forget him, but fate had other plans. Sniper, the Devil's Soldiers MC's Vice-President, is just as I remember—bossy, irritating, and far too sexy for my peace of mind. So why can't I stay away? Why do I let him push my buttons and make me want him even more than before? And with the dangers brewing in the club, why am I not running the other way?

My mates have all the wooing power of a badger with diarrhea, so it's no surprise when I'm not exactly eager to bend over and become their bride. Not that their ridiculously bad moves are entirely to blame. I'm quaking in my cheap boots at just the thought of having four husbands. One is bad enough, am I right? Except when I decide to run for it to get a little space, I'm kidnapped and taken on the adventure of a lifetime. Now, I'm not even sure if the men I rejected over and over are coming to get me, or if I'm doomed.

Harper Rose is a billionaire heiress and the PR Queen of New York. The only problem is that she is unlucky in love. After another failed relationship, she decides to give up on dating and heads to The Paradise Club Resort to heal. Unexpectedly, she runs into Felix St. Pierre, the much younger, tattooed, ice hockey bad boy, and they hit it off instantly. Don't they say to get over someone, you have to get under someone else?

Stone Fox is the most aggravating man I have ever met. Not to mention, I'm tired of him throwing my K9 training career in my face as though I'm a threat to him and his club. After all I've done for them, the least he could do is stop acting like I'm untrustworthy. Suddenly, trouble comes knocking, and whoever they are try to shut down my business and take my dogs. I have no choice but to turn to the Devil's Soldiers—and Stone—for help. But will I ever be able to forgive him? My body wants to, but my mind and heart tell me to run the other way.

One night—it was meant to be just that. A fleeting escape, a momentary itch to scratch before walking away with a secret smile in the morning. Now, I find myself entangled in Viper's world, thanks to shady dealings at work that extend their reach to him and his club. Going against my oath, I reveal what I know to protect his son from paying the price, only to discover there's more to this than meets the eye. Now a potential target for the local mafia boss, Viper refuses to let me face the danger alone.

The rules of Society X are simple...break them and you're out. The Dark Room is the only place you can live out your fantasies and no one will ever know it's you. For Parker, what started out as a business transaction has turned into an addiction. For Mia, it's been a chance to discover who she truly is. What happens in the dark will have you begging for more...

Pierre St. Pierre is a runaway groom. Catching his fiancée cheating the night before their wedding wasn't the fairytale he imagined. He's on the next flight out of Italy, leaving the embarrassing mess behind him. The last person Isabelle Alessi ever expected to see again is her first love and the man who broke her heart. When her best friend asks her for a favor—harboring a fugitive groom—Isabelle wants nothing to do with it. He isn't happy about the situation either, except that he needs her.

Apparently, the best time to ask someone a life-or-death question is when they're fresh from being kidnapped and tired as hell. Who knew? Now, my princes are gone to a terrible place, and it's up to me to bring them back. To do so, not only do I need to learn to survive in a new world of darkness and lies, but I need to decide how I feel and what I want for my life. Rescuing the princes is only the first step. Agreeing to turn this fake marriage into a real one is the next—if I can handle it. And then? Well, I need to figure out if I can be the wife to four men tricked by a potion.

He's off-limits, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to string him up like tinsel on a Christmas tree and have my merry way with him! This Christmas, I'm heading home for some quality family time. The only hitch? York Steele, the heartthrob center for the Colorado Blizzard hockey team, will be there too. My dad's been the Blizzard's coach for as long as I can remember, and York is his prized player. So, I'll be spending the holidays sipping peppermint mochas and trying not to imagine York as my very own gift under the tree.