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This box set includes the first three Beast Brothers books, joining forces for your binge-listening pleasure. Three best friends—Megan, Zoe, and Tara—support each other as unconventional love turns their lives upside down. Each woman finds her happy ever after with two men who understand her, cherish her, and worship her in and out of the bedroom.

When I discover my boyfriend Eddie has a side chick, I’m humiliated and furious. But I dry my tears and pull up my big girl panties. I don’t want him back, but I want him out of my head and my heart. Time to turn to every woman’s medicine in a time of crisis: chocolate and cocktails. But my friends have other ideas. They tell me the best kind of healing is the hot, sweaty, toe-curling, mind-blowing kind. So, on a drunken night, I take a chance and kiss three hotter-than-sin men until my knees are weak and my pulse is racing.

They call him The Donkey because of the size of his dick. I call him it because he's a complete and total ass. I hate Landon Maddox with a passion, and I haven't even met him yet. Underwear model, star quarterback, arrogant, muscle-headed prick. I never wanted a stepbrother in the first place, and now I have one that thinks he's a God. Seriously. If his most famous asset isn't beaming down at me from billboard posters all over the city, he's spread across the front pages of every single newspaper, always for the wrong reasons.

‘Back to Highschool’ frat parties aren’t my scene. But when the games start, and I’m dared to join in, I can’t resist. You see, dares have always provided an excuse to be a crazy and exciting version of me. The kind of girl who steps into a closet wearing a little black dress and a blindfold, with no idea what to expect.

When I start a new job as the Ink Factor tattoo parlor receptionist, I have no idea what to expect. My skin is virgin, so I've never stepped foot into a place like it. But it's not the graffitied walls or the crazy loud music that overwhelms me; it's the eight huge, sexy, tattooed men who own it.

He was a jerk, but she loved him; that was the first problem. The second? He was her stepbrother. Dante Hix. An alpha male. A billionaire at 21. A god. It had been three years already, and she still wasn't over him. What the hell was she thinking going back again now?

After being dumped at a strip club during my bachelorette party, I didn't expect to be rescued by four hot-as-sin men who work there. One moment, I'm staring at the gorgeous twin strippers up on stage. The next, I'm reading a devastating text from my fiancé. I moved across the country for that jerk, and now I have nowhere to go. Then four men step in to dry my tears. They invite me to the house they share and take care of me. I should be mourning the end of my engagement, but instead I'm mesmerized by my new roommates.

He’s a good cop but a very BAD BOY. When gorgeous Officer Carlisle pulls me over for speeding, I tell him how sorry I am. That doesn’t stop him from telling me to step out of the car for a full-body search so he can check me for offensive weapons. I want to ask him if a hungry kitty constitutes an offensive weapon because, damn, mine just wants to eat him up! Those eyes should be enough to get him arrested; forget his cheekbones and delicious full lips that stay serious, even when I’m sassing him. And his hands. When he runs those rough palms against my thighs, I actually moan.

When Mom tells me she’s getting married and moving to Antigua, I don’t know what to do. My friends are all in relationships, and I can’t afford to pay rent on my own. With no other options, I reluctantly accept my stepfather’s offer to move in with his sons. I imagine two preppy guys who look like their dad, so I’m not expecting the five huge men who greet me at the door to their mansion.

I know the way I feel is wrong, and I try to push it all aside. I find another man and even go so far as getting engaged. It’s what I need; a normal relationship that leads to a normal life. Except that isn’t what I get. My fiancé doesn’t turn up to our engagement party, and guess who’s there to pick up the pieces. Jared and Jamie are my amazing, perfect, twin stepbrothers, and they know excellent ways to make me feel better. Even my wildest imaginings have never come close.

Ten men, a beach house, and a question to answer: Does size really matter? When my boss asks me to write an article on the age-old question of the importance of D-size, I stifle an eye-roll. This isn’t what I imagined I’d be doing after years of journalism classes. But when she presents me with the keys to an exclusive beach house, and the personal details of the ten men she’s lined up for me to interview, my eyes practically bug out of my head. It isn’t only because they’re hotter than the surface of the sun, or tall and broad enough to form a Great-Wall-of-Man.

I'm not expecting to see my ex when I pull up at the car repair shop. He left my body wrecked and my heart bruised and if he wasn't surrounded by five other hot mechanics, I'd call out his terrible behavior. When six men want to get deep with me, facing up to the ghosts of my past might just be impossible.

My stepbrothers are known for three things: their speed on the ice, their skill with a puck, and the size of their... ‘sticks.’ The Drayton triplets are the hottest players in college hockey, and every girl at Eastern U wants a taste. Not me. I knew them back when they were just three angry, rebellious boys with something to prove. We were family once, but I doubt they even remember their ex-stepsister or would recognize the woman I am now. But when Jacob, the brooding, tattooed forward known for slapping pucks—and hearts—around, tries to charm me at a bar, I can’t deny the pull.

When I fly cross-country, I’m expecting my dad to be at the airport to collect me. Instead, I’m faced with five huge stepbrothers who’ve tripled in size since I last saw them. Jameson, Jessie, and Joshua are triplets with wicked green eyes and bodies made for games. Their younger twin brothers, Kyle and Kameron are even bigger with piercing blue eyes and thighs so thick I practically swoon.

The Multiple Love Series features relatable characters who unexpectedly find their happily-ever-afters in unconventional reverse harem relationships. Each story stands alone, but there are character connections among the books.

The PLAYING THEIR GAMES box set includes three full-length reverse harem romance novels from the Beyond Huge Series. The stories feature stepbrothers, enemies-to-lovers, brother's best friends, friends-to-lovers, fake dating, forced proximity, and plenty of fantasies come to life!

The FOUR series features relatable characters who unexpectedly find their happily-ever-afters in unconventional relationships. Each story stands alone, but there are character connections among the books.

It’s my sister’s wedding, and I know I shouldn’t be fantasizing about the identical twins who are standing next to my brother-in-law-to-be, but I can’t help myself. They are totally gorgeous with their steel gray eyes and bodies that make my lady parts clench. Tall and broad, it’s all I can do to keep upright in their presence. Fantasies are one thing, but reality is a whole other ball game. I’m done with making stupid mistakes over men. I might enjoy imagining Callum and Liam giving me a wedding night to remember, but that’s as far as it goes.

Carlo Lambretti betrayed us, so now his debt will be paid in the most brutal way imaginable—with his daughter’s innocence. Once a little mafia princess, Aemelia Lambretti has fallen far. The raven-haired beauty shows up unexpectedly, waitressing at our sister’s wedding. At first, we think it’s a trap—a spy sent by her family or, worse, an assassin with vengeance in her veins. But she’s clueless about the blood spilled between our families, unaware of how her father’s betrayal led to our brother’s death. We let her go, planning to discover more about her when the wedding is over.

There are rumors going around about my twin stepbrothers. HUGE rumors. I try to ignore gossip, but it’s easier said than done when it involves reports about the size of things that a stepsister should know nothing about. Ethan and Nathan are the identically gorgeous hunks of man-flesh that have just moved into my house. I could barely look at them before the rumors, with their ridiculously twinkly blue eyes and smiles that turn me into a mindless puddle of goo. We’re supposed to be family, and I’m trying my hardest to be a welcoming stepsister.