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They didn’t care who got me pregnant… just that one of them did. The first time I saw the beasts, I’d wandered off and gotten lost. But I hadn't been alone. Not the entire time. I’d been found, just not by something that was human. Bear-beasts. They were myths whispered amongst the villagers and that parents told their children before bed to keep them inside, to make them fearful of what lurked in the dark. Seven-foot-tall creatures covered in fur, with sharp claws, fangs, and the strength of a hundred men. But the creature kept me safe and led me out of the woods.

I sent her away, humiliated her, made her think I wanted nothing from her. That was the biggest lie I'd ever told. Because what I wanted was everything from her. I was the villain. The bad guy. And she'd be mine.

Ivy. So sweet and young, so innocent and mine, even though I was crossing a line by simply desiring her. Forbidden. I should stay away, but in my mind I’d already claimed her, already made the decision I couldn’t let her go. If wanting her was wrong...I didn’t want to be right. I was still in high school, hadn’t even experienced the world, but I already knew who I wanted to spend my life with.

I’d lost everything after my parents passed away, but Hades was there, pen in hand, for me to sign my life away to him. I could have refused, but then I’d be without a home. Without a support system, I’d be penniless. So I said yes. Hades was my guardian. I was his ward. He was cruel. I was too innocent. The longer I was in his care, and the more I saw how cruel and cold he could be, the more I wanted him.

I left everything behind years ago after the woman I was with betrayed me. Now I work as a lumberjack and live my life as a recluse. Being celibate for the last five years says a lot about my self-control, but I'm a man and have needs, and not giving into what I really want is hard as hell. But I can't let myself get close to anyone, not even for a few hours. Getting close is how I got screwed over before. As soon as I see Vivian, I know I have to have her. It's been forever since I've had a woman. Because of a storm rolling in, she'll have to stay with me overnight.

Whispers of the Locke Brothers fill the town, facts and reality twisted to fit what these motherf--kers believe they know about us.That we’re sadistic bastards, incapable of any real emotions or fear. Maybe they’re not wrong about that…Aston Locke - Damaged, Sterling Locke - Savage, and Ace Locke - Twisted.

All I knew about life was anger and violence. Pain and suffering. Kill or be killed. I was a “fixer” for the Ruin - a syndicate for the Bratva, Cosa Nostra, Cartel, and any other organized crime faction that dealt in the darker, crueler aspects of humanity. I was a free agent who was called upon to do things weaker men didn’t have the stomach for. And when you surround yourself with death for long enough, soon you don’t remember what it felt like to be alive. And then I saw her.

After my grandmother passed away, it left me with this feeling of emptiness. I had a dead-end job, no friends or family, and I was trying to navigate this new world while being utterly alone. The perfect solution? Take a once in a lifetime trip to Alaska and reconnect with the wilderness and all the things that make me happy.

I was ruthless, brutal. A sociopath by all accounts. The leader of the American Vampire Clan, a male who all feared because I was merciless. And then I found my mate. Kayla. So fragile. Breakable. So human. I’d make her mine, and she’d hate me for it. I wanted to give her pain with pleasure, wanted to break her skin and lick up the blood I spilled...take Kayla into me like she’d take me into her.

I'd lost my mind, was more animal than man. And all because I hadn't found my mate, that one female born to be mine and mine alone. As an over-400-year-old Lycan, my kind was known as fearsome beasts with unimaginable power. All feared us, and rightfully so. I had given up hope of ever finding my mate and because of that had let my inner beast reign supreme, control me. I was far more rabid than anything else. But then it happened. I saw her, my halfling mate. I craved her like no other, and I'd have her as mine no matter what.

One video call changed my entire life, and I was thrown into a new world where creatures that had only ever been in fiction and movies were now very much real. And one of them was coming after me. A werewolf - Lycan - from myth and lore. He said I was his. He said he was coming for me. So there was only one thing for me to do. Run. Cian said he wouldn’t stop until he found me, until he put his mark on my neck. He said he’d go to the ends of the world to make me his mate in all ways.

I realized I became this male for a reason. To take down the organization that stole and enslaved what was mine by right and fate. And I knew that because I found her, I found them. They thought they could take her, keep my mate from me. They didn’t know I’d destroy them because of it.

Where did I come from? Who were my parents? What made me…me? It became the fire in my veins. My journey led me to Scotland, the Highlands, and for the first time in my life, I had this feeling of…belonging. What should have been a simple hike through the Scottish countryside led me to things far more mysterious than trying to find out who I was.

Whispers of the Locke brothers fill the town, facts and reality twisted to fit what these motherf--kers believe they know about us. That we’re sadistic bastards, incapable of any real emotions or fear. Maybe they’re not wrong about that. That is, until I set my sights on Kadence King, getting just as drawn to her as I am the darkness. It’s the first time I’ve felt anything in a long time. But would she really be scared knowing the depth, the lengths I go with my brothers to make any f--ker who crosses us pay?

My father had just sold me off. Bartered my body to erase his debt to the very devil himself. A Beast of a man. Literally. A creature whispered about amongst the villagers and feared by all. He was a beastly visage at three times the size of a man, his monstrously huge body covered in fur. Sharp fangs and eyes that held an unearthly red glow. He had paw-like hands tipped with claws and horns that arched back from his inhuman face. I was to live with him, to be his in every way—all ways—he saw fit.

I wasn’t human, not completely. A Lycan—a centuries-old wolflike creature that was feared by all, stronger than anything on the planet, and who was only ever after one thing. For over 300 years, I had one purpose in life. Find her, the one female born to be mine. My female who’d cause the Linking Instinct—that supernatural connection that told me she was mine and I hers—to finally take root and make me whole. And for hundreds of years, I’d been alone. Until I scented her, saw her, finally felt my heart beat and the blood rush through my veins with anticipation. Mine.

I'm the bad boy - the one mothers warn their daughters about. But I've never seen myself settling down, and that's been fine with me. Then life, reality, whatever you want to call it, bitch slapped me right across the face, and I knew what I wanted. A baby. At 39, I am having a severe case of baby fever, and that means convincing the one woman I've always wanted but knew was too good for me to be mine and be the mother of my child.

When Stella Vincent's father gambled away her childhood home, it was up to her to get it back. But when she finally met the man who held the deed, she realized just how dangerous he really was. And how much she wanted him. Tate Wessen knew he was dangerous, and he counted on others realizing the same thing in order for him to get what he wanted. Running an illegal underground fight club wasn't the worst thing he'd ever done. When Stella walked into his office, the obsession was instant.

Ruby Jacobson was going to have a new life, but it seemed fate gave her a twisted version of it. She is taken from her bed and given to a man that calls her his. Gavin Darris has always desired the darker pleasures in life. He sees Ruby, and he wants her like he has never wanted anything else before. She has a determination in her eyes, and is exactly what he is looking for.

I met Isabel when I was 10. I fell in love with her before I even knew what that meant.I knew from the moment I saw her she was it for me. No one else compared to her, and I'd do anything to make her mine. But I was afraid of losing the friendship we have, so I've kept my mouth shut. But she's leaving me, and I know I can't keep how I feel inside any longer.