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When I was three years old, I started drawing a house with a red door. Next to the house I drew a happy family—a husband, a wife, a baby, and their dog. For years I cried every night, clutching the drawings, begging my mother to take me home to my real family. I was labeled odd—a child with an overactive imagination. But one day I wandered straight to that house with the red door, and I found the man and the dog.

Sloan and Ferris thought their engagement would be the start of a beautiful chapter, but Ferris's overbearing mother, Kate, has other plans. From sabotaging wedding events to causing tension between the couple, Kate's constant interference threatens to tear them apart. Ferris's sister, Jenny, tries to be a lifeline, but with every boundary they set, Kate pushes harder. Wedding planning was supposed to be stressful—but not like this. If Sloan and Ferris don't take a stand now, there may not be a wedding left to save.

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.

Delilah has always played it safe. Not that it was her choice. Her father, a formidable figure and power-hungry businessman, always seems to cast a long shadow over her decisions. No matter what she does, Delilah can never seem to escape her father's control. When Delilah's best friend Cora drags her out of her house to attend a costume party, she doesn't plan for what will happen next. Always the responsible one of the duo, Delilah spent her entire life living up to her father's name and keeping his business under the radar.

Bella Rose Braxton wasn't supposed to be a beta. After her sweet sixteen ends in disaster, Rosie thinks life can't get any worse. Returning to school after the party, she realizes how far a beta can fall. It doesn't take her long to see that playing by the rules never did her any favors, and she vows to take the first exit out of Knotty Pines. But circumstances get in the way, and more than ten years later, she's still in her hometown. Despite what happened in high school, she thought she had moved on and made a nice, quiet life for herself. Then, Dane freaking Daniels walks back into town.

Seven years ago, a vile experience tore the two of them apart, leaving them shadows of their former selves. Ghosts to each other. A haunting. A haunting so deeply embedded that Linc now lives a reclusive life—hiding out in the Santa Monica mountains with his only friend, Ellis. A quiet existence.

Adley’s going through it. Her dream job is a nightmare and her boyfriend recently ran off with her best friend and her cat! Alone, friendless, and catless, she asks the universe for someone to love and maybe a cat. The universe more than delivers, sending her two cats that can transform into super hot dudes who claim to be her fated mates. Unfortunately, being a fated mate doesn’t mean you’re miraculously emotionally and mentally prepared for such a relationship. It’s hard to find a therapist when you technically don’t exist in this world and don’t have health insurance.

All I've known is rejection—from my family and the alpha who should've been my fated mate. My mom hates me, and my dads took off when I was seven for another woman. And my so-called "fated mate," Tyler? Yeah, he rejected me years ago. So here I am—a packless omega, juggling my babysitting business and dodging our creepy pack leader, Henry, who just loves adding omegas to his little harem collection. But Henry's at my door with an invitation to his exclusive party, and I'm not exactly thrilled. Fine, I'll go. I plan on making a quick exit at the party, but then... I see him, Tyler.

As the head elf at Santa's Christmasland, I never expected to be butting heads with the new executive—or going on a date with him. But when he asked me to go home with him for Christmas, I surprised myself by saying yes. Oh, and he's from the North Pole. And apparently, I'm an elf.

Andrei had finally found his mate and he couldn't believe his luck when he found Sage. Second-chance mates have never been heard of. However, he soon realizes that Sage is just as broken as he is. Sage spent years in the hands of monsters and now finds herself in Andrei's forsaken hands, which are just as tainted as those that kidnapped her. Yet now he must win her over, only the goddess loves to twist fate, Andrei hates rogues except Sage, his Newfound second-chance mate.

My name is Neva, or "Snow White", as patrons of the Wicked Lyre tavern know me. There, I dance for the wealthy and lecherous. Void of my memories, my life before the age of 12 is a mystery I don’t have time to solve, chained as I am to my cruel master. Enter Herrick Vorst.

All I wanted was to be away from the limelight, away from my parents. A perfect place where I could live a simple life. A fresh start. A small beach town. That's what I thought I found, until the tortured ocean-colored eyes of the town outcast catch me off guard. Everyone warns me to stay away from him. They tell me he's a monster. His eyes tell another story, though, and I need to know what it is. It becomes almost an obsession.

In the heart of sultry New Orleans, Scarlett Prejean's life, filled with beauty and ambition, is marred by a haunting presence—her abusive husband, Joshua. As the proud owner of a cozy bookstore and a haven of coffee and literature, she seeks solace amid the unrelenting cruelty of her marriage. But fate takes a dark and unexpected turn when Joshua makes a chilling decision: he hires Bane, an assassin bound by a relentless code, to bring Scarlett's life to a tragic end. What Joshua doesn't foresee is the profound twist that awaits.

One evening, two years’ worth of memories lost. Under the pretense of recovery, my father sends me to an elite boarding college, but soon, my memories start rushing back, and it’s obvious I’m not at Lakeside to heal. I’m here to hide. Navigating the scattered past to decipher the threat lurking in the shadows is hard while I’m kept in the dark and even harder when he steals my focus. Crude, arrogant, and threatening, he draws me in, and the closer I get, the less I understand. Waking up without memories is terrifying, but remembering the time I lost is infinitely worse.

My mother sold me to the shifters, all in the name of peace. For more than a century, the witches and shifters have been at war. So when my mother came home with the news that peace had been struck between us, I should've known better. Warning bells should have been ringing in my head, but they weren't. It wasn't until the shifters came for me that I knew better.

They don’t go to the brick wall. No one in the village does. Ever since I was a little girl, everyone has warned me not to go or even to look at it. And if you happen to find yourself close to the wall, run as fast and as far away as you can. The magic from the beast creeps beyond the wall, but not by much. No one who values their life approaches the enchanted area, let alone searches out the gate. Everyone is sure not to provoke the enchanted area. Those who do, don’t come back to tell their tales. The magic is dark. And it’s all from the beast.

My boss got me pregnant. Made me marry him. And now... "What do you mean, 'you're sending me away'? Is this some kind of joke?" But the look on Arsen's face says nothing about this being funny. He means it: he's sending me and our newborn baby to God knows where for God knows how long. It's "for my safety"? Yeah, I've heard that line before. It's what men say when they're doing something for themselves. But fine. If that's what Arsen wants, he can have it.

Atlan Warlord Velik is hanging on to sanity by a thread. His mating fever rages. His beast fights him every moment. The beast needs to hunt. To kill. To find their mate or surrender to a glorious death in battle. He volunteers for a mission so dangerous, he knows he will not return. Waiting to deploy, he is lost, keeping distance between himself and those his tormented beast could destroy. His fate is sealed … until his beast picks up her scent. Sees her face. In an instant, the beast knows this human woman belongs to him and no one else.

They didn't want me then, but it seems like the boys from my past don't want anyone else to have me either. We were always going to pack, but my teenage dreams were flipped upside down when they rejected me, leaving me bleeding and broken. I survived and found my way. Now, I'm returning home a completely different person to pack with my new alpha. First, though, I have to put an end to what the boys from my past started.

She was supposed to spend a few days wandering around with her twin sister, seeing the sights, expanding her horizons. The trip was supposed to be a much needed break from the hectic schedule she was keeping in school. She was only nineteen. She had plans. Finish college. Medical school. Husband. House. Two-point-five perfect kids and a golden retriever named Buddy. All that changed with one roar of pain. She heard him. A beast. He was out of control, locked behind an impenetrable wall, alone. Suffering the agony of mating fever.