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Standing on the balcony, outside my boss's apartment, wearing only my underwear? Not how I expected to start my Saturday morning. I guess I should've thought harder about going home with my sexy new gym instructor, especially since I had no idea the guy was married. When he pushed me outside five seconds before his wife walked through the door, I jumped one balcony over. I thought it would be less embarrassing for a total stranger to find me than his wife.

When a single dad and a newly outed veterinarian meet by chance, it takes red-cheeked conversations, a tentative friendship, and the willingness to put their hearts on the line to show these men they're made for each other. Single dad Davis Jackson is busy balancing his coffee shop and being the best dad he can be. That doesn't mean he's not lonely. After a fumbling encounter with a man who looks as gorgeous as he does unhappy, Davis is left wondering who the mystery man is.

A few months after escaping the coven that drained my magic, life is golden. My little sister Maddie is safe and happy. I have my pack. I'm in love. But nothing gold can stay. Maddie's violent, dangerous birth pack wants her back. My four men and I face dozens of wolves, intent on taking my little sister by force. If we keep fighting, my pack will be destroyed all over again. There's only one sacrifice I can make to end this pack war. Myself. But you know me. I won't let that be the end of my story. 

He's the one that got away. But, Banks Weston is more than just the man who got away. I let him go. He'd been ready to share with the world his true self, living life openly. He's loud and proud. It's all the many things I'm not. It took me a while, but I did it - everyone knows I'm gay. I want him back. My betrayal broke his heart. No - I obliterated it. But somehow, our paths cross again, and we have a reason to come together and pretend we're something we're not. Though in my heart, I'll always hope for the second chance I don't deserve.

Crew Hayes made a promise. One he intends to keep no matter the cost. Even if it makes him a traitor to his club and his family. Drea wants revenge for the loss of her brother and fiance at the hands of Domingo Martinez, and there is nothing she won't do to get it. As they integrate themselves into the Viper club, growing ever closer to achieving their goals through whatever means necessary, they find themselves on a collision course with one another. One with consequences neither could have ever anticipated.

Isla Hart figured the odds of finding her happily ever after were slim when she sprouted wings . . . until she saved Cooper Madison's life and couldn't get him out of her head. Too bad he was human, and it wasn't as though she'd ever see him again anyway. Unable to pilot planes after an accident, Cooper was in search of somewhere to figure out what came next. When he rented a cabin near where his plane had gone down, he never expected to run into the woman he thought was a figment of his imagination. Or that he'd fall head over heels in love with her.

This was not how my wedding was supposed to happen. I should've been wearing a designer tuxedo, not a tuxedo t-shirt. The wedding should've been in a church with family and friends, not in a 1960's style chapel with Elvis as the officiant. It's nothing I ever imagined. Except the girl. She's the only thing about this accidental marriage that is exactly right.

The trilogy began with A Companion to Wolves, and continued in The Tempering of Men. This novel picks up the story of Alfgyfa, a young woman who has been raised in the Wolfhall by her father Isolfr, who is the human leader of the queen-wolf Viridechtis' pack, and was the protagonist of the first book. The warrior culture of Iskryne forbids many things to women-and most especially it forbids them bonding to one of the giant telepathic trelwolves.

I was raised to believe Omegas had value—if not to themselves, then to the highest bidder. Turns out, I was wrong about the bidder part. Thanks to the mess my father left behind, I've spent the last three years working in a velvet cage—dolled up, strapped in corsets, and made to smile for high-rollers and backroom gamblers at The Crimson Roulette, a velvet-gloved prison for girls like me. Until a group of men in tailored suits strolled in with sin in their eyes and luck in their pockets. Didn't flirt. Didn't smirk. Didn't miss. They just played. And won. Their prize? Me.

Daring, clever, and gorgeous, Royce Viktorsson is a volcanologist who lives life on the edge between the thrill and the pulsing calm before the storm. His unsteady lifestyle masks the man who is seeking to heal the hole in his heart. Nothing has offered him resolve . . . until her. The lightning that illuminates his soul. The thunder that stirs his heart. The lava that ignites his blood.

Rose grew up believing she was a powerless witch, hidden from the ruthless world of the academy and the Coven that controls it. When her protection ends, it reveals her magic, and she is forced into Serpentine under contract. Behind the gates, alliances are bought, secrets are currency, and love is dangerous. And three men won't let her forget it: Lucien, the vampire who serves the Coven, watching her with hunger in his eyes. Drake, the ghost who slips past locked doors and sees everything. Soren, the insatiable incubus professor no student should crave . . . but Rose can't help herself.

Lane: Shaw and I have a unique kind of love. One that has found us inviting a third to join our bed from time to time. Our playmate is never meant to be anything more—fulfilling a purpose and leaving before sunrise the following day. It had been the rule until Shaw went and confessed that he wants more. There's just one problem. I've been keeping a secret from the man I vowed to love forever. And it's the key to why we can never be a committed triad.

A beautiful stranger. That's all she was when I moved into the house beside her. And then I discovered something. My neighbor isn't your typical girl next door. She's a preacher's daughter. She's a business professional. She's a fiery vixen who desires a strong alpha in the bedroom. And a firm grip around her throat. That's what I give her. But more than that, I want to leave my mark on the most intimate, untouched part of her body. Her heart.

Relentlessly focused on his philanthropic enterprises, Trevor Lawton avoids relationships at all costs. Until he meets her. Now he's upping the stakes, risking it all to possess the beautiful, innocent submissive. The uncompromising Dominant terrifies Shelby just as much as he fascinates her. She'd be crazy to agree to his outrageous demands. But she's as trapped as he is, ensnared by the searing promise of love in the billionaire's dark eyes.

Now that I maneuvered my parents into giving me the future I wanted, life seems easy. I finally have some freedom to enjoy my senior year without feeling like I'm slowly suffocating under the twisted morals and warped expectations of my parents. But it's not long until everything starts to fall apart. The pretty lies that kept my world tied up in a pretty red bow? They're starting to unravel.

My oldest enemy is back from the dead. My father. Backed by an army of witches and mercenaries, he's determined to steal my magic and make me his slave again - and to subject my sister to the same fate. To save us, I'll need both my packs. The Northern wolves I loved first, the ones who saved me. The dangerous but alluring men of the Atlantic pack who have won my heart since. Their alphas are childhood friends turned sworn enemies. But I have no time for men's drama. They called me the shifter princess. They'll learn I'm the queen.

Walking into Jake's bachelor party to see my professor motorboating a stripper was awkward. It wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't completely hot for the guy. I had been since I first walked into that feline anatomy class and saw him performing chest compressions on a Persian cat named Andrew. So, as I sat in that strip club and knocked back my third tequila, I started thinking...I should make a move on him. When our eyes locked over the busty, blonde stripper who was gyrating against me and he smiled, it was all the encouragement I needed. I have no idea what happened next.

I've always lived by one major rule, don't fall for your best friend, and this is one rule I can't break. I'm supposed to write an article about a topic so scandalous, I can't even say it. Starts with B, followed by DSM. I know nothing about the lifestyle, so I'm committed to learning the ropes—pun intended. When my best guy friend offers his help, I happily accept. Paxton Atwood might be ridiculously handsome, but we're platonic and there will be rules to follow. #1 No kissing. #2 Keep our undies on. #3 No actual boinking!

I just saved the boy I'm falling for from a gruesome death by a demon. And what does he have to say? I'm the key to opening the gates of Hell. I mean, a thank you would've been nice. Or another scorching-hot, forbidden kiss. Either way, destiny will have to find someone else to torment, because I'm so done.

With the protection of a brand new identity, I flee Earth on a ship bound for a planet light years away from the death that awaits me if I remain here. Months later, life on Tavikh is good. As long as I avoid the attention of the massive Tavikhi warriors—the alien race native to this planet. Two of my best friends may have found their mates amongst them, but the men—males—terrify me. Especially the largest, grumpiest warrior in the village.