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My heart has been bound to Declan Evans since we were kids. I’ve spent decades pining for him, wishing he would finally see me as a woman, and no longer as the annoying little girl from down the street. In the countless dreams I’ve had about us living together, it was never to be his daughter’s live-in nanny. This fake version of the life I’ve always wanted is torture. Will this arrangement be what finally draws us together or pushes us apart forever?

Knottily Ever After is a cozy, small town reverse harem/why choose omegaverse romance that will make you feel warm, fuzzy, cherished, and ready to nest! Crescent Lake Cozyverse is a shared universe standalone series that can be listened to in any order!

Between a mountain of debt that isn't mine, a threatening pack of asshole alphas that won't take no for an answer, and a restaurant that has never been my dream, I'm barely hanging on to my sanity. You'd never know by looking at me, though. I'm a pro at pretending, pasting a smile on my face, and telling everyone I'm fine. When a breakdown on the side of the road brings America's sweetheart omega to my front door, things get… weird. Liam Cordova—singer, songwriter, actor, model—makes himself at home in my tiny cabin for the night, whispering sweet words in my ear.

The alpha who bit me tells me I'm an omega, and the sudden cherry pie à la mode perfume wafting off me seems to confirm his assertion. But things like this don't happen to girls like me. The one in a million chance at being a late-presenting omega should go to someone else. Not me, a beta who spent years of my childhood being sick. Not me, the girl who historically is only good enough for a one-night stand.

The Five Families thought the war was over. They have no idea, I'm the very beginning. I kidnapped her to prove a point—at knife point, it seemed sharper that way. See what I did there? I used the perfect virginal daughter from one of the most powerful Families in the Cosa Nostra to fix the broken pieces, knowing that in the process—I'd spread hers for the world to see. I would embarrass her, shame her, use her, but I would never touch her… my one and only vow to her father in exchange for his allegiance.

In a fight for survival, their love may be the most dangerous weapon of all. Whispers of the White Witch have spread through Solstyr like wildfire, and as Katya's infamy grows, so does the king's fury. Signs calling for her arrest plaster the walls of every city, village, and outpost, fueling the nation's fear. Even the Ümbrian slaves she helped rescue now look at her with distrustful eyes.

I thought I found my fated pack when I was seventeen. The Werth pack promised me they would always take care of me, never let me hurt. I thought we were going to spend forever together. But in one moment of betrayal, they ripped it all away. Shattered and rejected, I ran. Seven years later, I'm forced to come back to the scene of my biggest heartbreak. I plan a quick visit. Get in. Sign some paperwork. Get out. No longer than twenty-four hours. But what's that they say about the best laid plans?

Aura was always destined to become the Starnight Prince’s bride following her twenty-first birthday. Now that the day has arrived, she looks forward to wedded bliss—and their first night together as husband and wife. That is, until the savage dragon king from another court steals Aura away before the ceremony.

I, Ashley Jane Moore, am a glorious disaster. Listen, I like myself, but the men in my life typically don’t. Not my dad and certainly not my manipulative ex. The one exception is my best friend, Rusty. He’s the ultimate farm-boy-next-door, and he has a way of making me feel less disaster, more glorious. We’d be perfect for each other if it weren’t for two things: he friend-zoned me instantly, and I only seem to go for jerks.

I'm in love with my best friend, and he doesn't even know it. While everyone else can see how gone I am for Skylar, the man himself has no clue. I've always done everything in my power to show him how much I love him and prove to him that I'm the one for him. After one bad breakup between him and his latest fling, he decides he needs to build the perfect boyfriend, and who else is going to help him besides me? But this is my shot. It's my chance to show Skylar that the real thing has been in front of him the entire time.

Years ago, I told him I loved him. But he told me I was too young and he was too dangerous. Then he saved me from a vicious bratva attack and I saw him commit unspeakable crimes. That made me a witness. So I disappeared and left that world behind. I joined the FBI, started a new life,and never saw him again. Until I took an assignment that sent bullets flying and next, I’m hit, staring at those blue eyes once again.

I have a confession. I hate bachelorette parties. A night of awkward dancing, penis-shaped straws and being told “you're next, Kaitlyn!” Even worse: It's hosted at a super swanky Miami club where I stick out like a sore thumb. Couldn’t get any worse, right?

I was so close to being free. The wolf was out, the cage was open, and I was me. Finally. I should've known better... Now, I'm trapped back where I started with my vicious and vengeful uncle on a warpath. My wolf is clawing at the cage, ready to unleash the fury my uncle awakened in me. But I can't possibly let her into this war. Not now. Not with all that I know. My only hope is to get home, back to the pack that welcomes me, needs me, wants me. Dayne, my cold-blooded alpha, is my home, my freedom.

Rich girl, poor boy. It was the oldest story. Yet it was ours. I knew Penelope was different the moment I laid eyes on her. But all she wanted was to be friends-with-benefits. My best friend told me not to mess around with the new girl. He didn’t say anything about marrying her. Or what might happen if we broke our vows.

I’m Amethyst Lily Tatum, and up until this point, I’d managed to maintain a fairly low-key life. I’m what you would call a socially unacceptable hot mess. Instead of partying, I’m skating, flipping ollies over guys who loved to underestimate me. Then I started college, met a wild girl who I would soon call my best-friend, had my first drunk one-night stand, left my phone at his house, and then, when I finally managed to meet my mom’s new boyfriend, I found out that my one-night stand was now my new stepbrother.

Abandoned by her human father to be raised among the fae healers of Duje, half-breed Katya prefers to keep to the shadows and far away from her stepfather's cane. When he is suddenly called to court, her stepfather forces Katya to come along and spy on the crown. His instructions are simple: watch, listen, and don't get killed. But nothing about court life is simple, and Katya soon finds herself thrust into the center of a political storm, her every move monitored by the prince's fearsome head of guard, Aemon Cregg.

The demon prince is arrogant, dangerous, and hot as sin. He is also my new owner. As a fae slave, I knew that one day I'd be sold at auction, but I never expected to be purchased by royalty much less by the demon prince himself. Rumors say that Prince Leo is a cruel master who murders his fae when they no longer entertain him. They say he's just like every other species that harvests the magic in our fae blood. But I know the truth.

Gunner has spent half his life running from his past, and the other half trying to protect himself from ever being vulnerable again. He’s escaped his old club and worked hard to earn the VP patch on his cut after joining the Broken Chains. But his entire life is turned upside down when Gunner’s past comes back to haunt him, and the club’s Deaf delivery guy ends up at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Bodhi and Easton Lancaster O’Donoghue have grown up sheltered from the truth. Until it’s time for their parents to reveal what happened and how it shaped the events that came later. Bodhi is quiet. An intelligent, introspective boy who hides his pain deep inside. Shattered by the harsh reality of the past, he spirals into a dark place where no one can reach him.

My forties should have been when I thrived. Instead, I'm facing them as a divorced single mother in an unfamiliar city. Trying to reclaim my life led me to a new man's bed… then another… and another. It doesn't mean anything that they're my scent matches. I already lost two decades to the wrong man, and I'm not going to fall in line with someone else just because fate says so. It doesn't matter that when I'm in their arms, I feel alive for the first time in years. I can't gamble with my children's happiness after everything that happened with their father. Taking the risk isn't an option.