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Warned as a girl to keep her kisses to herself, Greer Galloway wants nothing to do with kisses—or love. Twice she's ignored the childhood warning and kissed a man, and both times ended in gutting, miserable heartbreak. Now she's sworn off all romance forever, determined to teach her classes and do her research and live out the rest of her days alone.

I've given up a lot to pursue a career in professional wrestling, and I'm not going to have it all derailed by an uncouth ghoul with a huge chip on his shoulder, who decided he disliked me for no reason on his very first day at Goliaths. Vince Burke has been the thorn in my side for five long years, but things have taken a turn for the worse. Management is threatening to get involved. I refuse to let Burke take the life I've worked so hard to build from me, so I try to be on my best behaviour at work, but something about him just gets to me. He consumes my thoughts. I can't stand him.

How do you go from blind date to shotgun wedding in a single afternoon? You catch the eye of a man like Maximo Leonotti, that's how. It's not like he had to force me. I was hooked on the stormy-eyed stranger from the moment we met… right up until I felt the pinch in my arm.

Seraphine Winters had a normal life, one she misses when she's kidnapped and taken to an island in the middle of nowhere. Forced to attend Quarrierton Academy, a castle full of immortal beings, the only way she can leave is if she passes all her classes. But as a human, she's hated just for breathing, with no way to fit in around magic and powers she never knew existed.

I’m a monster DNA experiment and she’s everything my beasts want. I escape the hell that tortured me for months. I’m turned into something so dangerous and brutal; I don’t recognize myself. And when I feel a pull in my chest, I follow it not understanding why. I see her and possession takes over. Her beauty is addiction. And her smell? God…her scent….mmm… It drives me insane.

He's not just going to mark me. He's going to breed me. I'm completely bare and shamefully on display, fully aware that in a few short moments I'll be writhing and screaming as one brutal climax after another ravages my helplessly bound body. Because the alpha wolf who has claimed and marked me is coming to breed me again. And no matter how desperately I strain against my bonds, he's going to take what's his.

Callum Walker kills people for a living. Although he doesn't get a say in who his boss puts on his list, he likes to hunt people who hurt children in his spare time. After a misunderstanding that leads Callum to believe Ryan Fairview—a local funeral director—is responsible for hurting one of the neighbourhood children, he finds his next target. However, Ryan isn't like other morticians. He can see dead people. So, when Callum breaks into Fairview Funerals ready to kill him, Ryan is shocked to find that his would-be murderer is haunted by all the people he's killed.

Two months ago, Freya had a tracking anklet and four infuriatingly attractive FBI handlers. Now, she has her own badge and is pretty sure she's in love with all four of her former handlers. Settled in Quantico, Freya finally feels like she belongs. River no longer sees her as a criminal. Jude and Oz have her back in a way no one ever has before. And Eli… well, Eli's still complicated. Freya and the guys have bigger problems, though, because the Cross-Cut Killer is still at large, and he is determined to go after the people Freya cares about most.

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.

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.

The path to self-acceptance has always felt like an uphill battle for me. It's hard not to feel that way when the most important people in my life decided long ago they can't accept me as I am, that they don't want a gay son, a feminine son, a boy who likes pretty things. Caring for myself from a young age has come with a lot of hardships, but finding myself bruised, homeless, and sleeping in my car just about tops the list. Fortunately, the person I least expect offers to take me in and share his home with me.

His name is Embry Moore, and he serves at the pleasure of the President of the United States…for now. Embry has been many things. He's been a son and a stepbrother. An army captain and a vice president. But only with Ash is he a prince. Only with Ash and Greer does his world make sense. Only between them, his king and queen, can he find peace from the demons that haunt him and the battles he's fought inside himself.

The first time I witnessed death was my mother's when I was eight years old. It devastated me. The second was at sixteen when I stumbled on my stepfather's body after he was brutally murdered. That one screwed me up in a different way. Since then, I've kept my shadows at bay, my secrets locked up tight. That is, until Stone Wakefield joins my college hockey team.

I've lived a carefully cultivated life on a quiet suburban cul-de-sac. My anonymity and meticulous routine are all by design. No one knows of the monster that lurks inside me, this insatiable urge to commit murder, that thrives just beneath my pastel sweater vests and buttoned-up demeanor. No one, that is, until my tiny menace of a neighbor comes along and ruins everything.

He's excruciatingly handsome, and well, fine as hell. He's also my captor. He won't take his eyes off me. He won't let me go. All I can do is hope he'll let me live.

They are ours to do with as we please. Those are our direct orders: to make her, them, ours. And by the time we're done with them, they'll do anything and everything we ask. In twenty-four hours, Delilah's life took an unexpected turn. When she and her best friend Cora decided to have a night of fun with four hot masked men, they never expected what would come next. Now? The two women wake to everyone's worst nightmare. They're being held captive by the very men they met the night before.

Out of money and down on his luck in a city that promised him a run of both, Tony turns to the one asset he knows he can sell: his honed, toned, dangerous alpha body, which looks surprisingly good covered in glitter. Well, not sell, exactly—that's a line Tony won't cross. Display? Gyrate? Flex? Whatever. It pays his bills, and that's all that matters. But one payment comes due sooner than expected, and when a slim, unearthly fae customer who can't seem to take his gleaming eyes off of Tony's . . . assets . . . presents him with the timely opportunity to make a little extra?

I had a stalker. Three of them, actually. They'd been watching me from the shadows for years. And when the time was right, they seduced me with lies. Lured me into thinking they were good men. They aren't. Good men wouldn't have blackmailed me into being their captive. But they have, and they'll do anything to get revenge against my family, even if it destroys me. What they don't realize is that I know the truth. They're obsessed with me. Want to claim me. Own me—body and soul. Most of all, I see them. Damien's cruelty, Rome's anger, the pain behind Liam's scars…they call to me.

Are you prepared to participate in the decadence experience? Where your inhibitions must be left at the gates. The rules are simple: you SUBMIT to the challenges in five rooms. Only the surviving contestant shall win a golden ticket to lead them to the Master of Inferno. Be warned, one must be prepared to step into hell to explore both their desires and nightmares. Good luck and may all your erotic dreams come true.

The last thing I expect when I meet the new guy at work is for my life to be thrown into chaos. I've spent years hiding my attraction to men, but Luka is funny, outgoing, and for reasons I can't explain, he sees past my introverted nature and wants to be friends. I've never felt a connection with anyone like I do with Luka. He makes me want to open up and share the parts of myself I usually keep hidden. I don't want to make things awkward between us, but the more I try to get over my feelings, the harder it is to stay away.