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They broke out for me. Now the past is no longer our biggest threat… the future is. Wren I thought escaping would be the hardest part, but the world outside those walls is more dangerous than I ever imagined. The men who once existed only in my letters are now the center of every heartbeat I...

Her letters saved them. Now they'll destroy everything to save her. Wren My brother says he only wants what's best for me. He says the world is dangerous. That I'm safer at home. That he'll teach me everything I need to know. I believed him. Until the day I found a letter that changed everything...

My daddy taught me better. I should've known not to drink too much tequila… And sext all three of his hot-as-sin best friends. But Alto, the very bossy VP, makes my heart race faster than his bike. And Colt is a walking, talking wet dream. One look from his smoldering green eyes sets my panties on fire. Then there's Bane… He won't open up about his past, but I just want to suck the scars off his lips. Waking up sandwiched between the three of them is a fantasy come true. But all hell will break loose once Daddy finds out his angel is getting passed around by his biker buddies…

Nothing says I love you like cookies and a little light stalking. Elsie You can take a girl out of a small town, but you can't really take the small town out of a girl, because I'm a fish out of water in Chicago. My best friend is convinced my hot cop neighbor is in the mafia. I'm convinced he...

Surviving year two left more than scars. It awakened something ancient within me—something the academy can no longer ignore. Now cast into a realm of ash and bone, where the dead walk and the living bleed magic to survive, I find myself not just battling beasts and illusions, but the shadows of my own bloodline. The throne I never wanted whispers my name in every flame. And I'm no longer sure the glamour I wear is hiding me…or holding me back.

I'm no stranger to hard work. I've got a family ranch that's on the brink of collapse, a grandfather whose health is fading, and a laundry list of other responsibilities that demand my constant attention. Every sunrise brings a new fight. There's no time to worry about what might have been with the girl who got away. But it seems I've avoided Amelia King for as long as I can. One reckless ranch hand making trouble at her bar is more than I can afford.

Disability advocate Pen Meadows is on a mission; grab a breakfast sandwich, find her gate, and listen to her smutty audiobook. Only, the sexy, tall man in front of her at Tim Hortons may prove a worthwhile distraction. His soft Irish lilt and mix of gruff sweetness make Rowan Iverson unlike any man she’s ever met. After a brief meet/cute, and even briefer goodbye, the social media influencer ends up seated beside Rowan on a cross-country flight.

He may be the guide, but she’s the one taking them to the finish line in this Brittany Runs a Marathon meets Wild Hearts Can’t be Broken contemporary romance. Nearing thirty, Jensen Larsen still hasn’t hit her stride. The visually impaired assistant disability coordinator never chases what she wants. Jobs. Friendships. Love. Faced with another romantic disappointment, she’s ready to run toward what she wants, just like her brother. The year they turn thirty, men from her family run a marathon and find the love of their lives.

He shouldn't have been here. His name wasn't on the guest list. It was unfair how devastatingly hot Travis Carlyle looked in that tux. The press dubbed him the Lion of Lower Manhattan, but Lucifer of Lower Manhattan was more like it. He was the sworn enemy of my entire family. My father would have a heart attack if he knew I was even the same room as Travis Carlyle. I would have left except I was the maid of honor.

Pain was the only constant in my life. Love? Loyalty? Protection? Just whispers of hope, I stopped listening to. The Cold Moon Pack made sure of it—breaking me piece by piece, stripping away every part of who I was. Until they crashed into my world. Uninvited. Unapologetic. Impossible to stop...

My obsession with Sage Everett runs deeper and darker than the water of Black River—the boundary that divides our land. I’ve spent years watching the girl next door from beneath the brim of my cowboy hat. Tragedy and family feuds separate us, so I’ve kept my presence in her life unknown. Until her monsters creep out of the shadows. My wildflower seeks a savior, and all this gambler needed was a reason. And that’s how I end up with blood on my hands for the girl tangled up in my heart.

In the twisted halls of Wicked Academy's second year, nothing is as it seems. Surviving Year One was just the beginning. Now in the Faerie realm, where time bends and memories fade like morning mist, I discover the true meaning of wickedness. With each passing hour, the line between ally and enemy blurs beyond recognition. The bonds I forged with my three paranormal princes crack beneath the weight of unspoken truths.

One woman. Three elite SEALs. And an impossible mission. Eden Lark doesn't miss details and she doesn't make mistakes. Embedded with three elite operators, she proves her worth on mission with ruthless precision. And all while hiding a secret that could put them in the crosshairs. Dean. Trace...

I never thought I'd willingly walk into the dragon's den, but here I am—Gwenivere, the only girl stupid enough to infiltrate the infamous Wicked Academy. Oh, and did I mention I'm a hybrid? Part vampire, part witch, and now, part boy... at least as far as anyone here knows. Infiltrating the all-male Wicked Academy wasn't my smartest move. I thought I was prepared for anything. Turns out, I wasn't ready for the vicious bullying, the cutthroat classes, or the three devastatingly handsome paranormal princes who've made tormenting me their new favorite hobby.

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas… Until you wake up married to three dangerous silver fox bikers. My fiancé dumped me during my bachelorette party. So when three hot bikers offer to make me forget, I did what anyone would do—I rode them until sunrise. They gave me the wildest ride of my life. And forget I did. In fact, I have absolutely no memory of last night. All I know is I drunk-married three bikers twice my age.

I have a debt to pay. The price? My innocence. The buyers? Three bossy silver fox bikers… My momma died when I was young, and as for my dad… well, I'd be better off without him. But now that he owes the Bratva, they kidnap me and say I have to pay Daddy's debts with my freaking V-card. I...

In Year Four of Wicked Academy, death is no longer a threat—it is a language. Gwenivere survived the Infernal Realm. Survived the throne. Dared to survive herself. But rebirth leaves scars. The fire that judged her in Year Three did not fade—it branded her. The crown remembers her name. The realm still whispers. And the truth she uncovered has torn her in two. Because Gwen is not alone within her own soul. Gabriel lives beneath her skin. Twin. Heir. Shadow. Two destinies bound inside one body—one forged in rebellion, the other born to rule.

No warning. No explanation. Few survivors. Now we're all trying to get by as society collapses around us. Survival is a battle and it's getting worse every day. Food is scarce and the shelves are all bare. Finding medication for my little brother is impossible, and my desperation is growing as my options narrow.

I'm in desperate need of a fresh start. My new job? A live-in nanny gig. My new bosses? Three hockey gods who all want only me. Talk about a power play… I nearly burned the house down on my first day on the job. Now I'm burning up the sheets with all three of these smokin' hot men.

Obsessed Fox is a small town romantic suspense with a hilarious silver fox hero and a woman living a fake life. One act of self defense and one set of fingerprints was about to ruin everything I worked so hard for. I was a murderer. A woman on the run living under a false name. Willow Creek was supposed to be the perfect place to hide out. A town with the lowest crime rate in the country. Until it wasn’t. Now the Sheriff had my fingerprints and the name I gave them wouldn’t match the one they found. It was time to move on. Unfortunately, Hendrix didn’t agree with me.