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Hockey, studying, and school runs. That's my life now. After a tragic accident that took our parents' lives, it's up to me and my big brother to take care of our five younger siblings. In between burning their meals and keeping them from killing each other, I'm supposed to get a college degree. If I don't get my grades up, I'm in danger of losing the one thing that makes me happy: my spot on the hockey team.

Ronan Vale was raised for one purpose. Hold the crown. Control the kingdom. Never give anyone a weakness they can use against him. He has done exactly that. Until the day he scents her. Mara Ellery is human. An outsider. A contract archivist brought in to sort through old records and forgotten land claims. She is not impressed by power, not intimidated by silence, and not interested in becoming part of a world that runs on rules no one will explain. She was never meant to matter here. But the moment Ronan steps into the same room, everything changes. The bond is immediate. Violent in its ...

I signed away my freedom to save my father from prison. Deputy, the wolf-hybrid who collected me, becomes more than just my handler. What starts as a sacrifice becomes something unexpected: purpose, belonging, and a choice I never thought I'd make. Spicy hucow romance.

I knew exactly what I was signing up for. Six months of research. Every clause of the contract memorized. When I walked through the gates of Twisted Oak Farm, I wasn't running from something. I was running toward everything I'd ever craved. Structure. Purpose. Belonging. Overseer Garrick sees right through me from the start. He's Horse-clan, all quiet power and impossible standards, and he makes me earn every scrap of approval. Rowan is gentler, his patience hiding a possessiveness that takes my breath away. And Finn? He's been watching me since day one, barely holding himself back. They ...

He hired her to find a monster. He didn't tell her he was one too. Damon Hale has spent three months hunting his brother. Viktor — exiled alpha, patient predator — has vanished into the human world, and the wolves who tracked him through wilderness can't follow where he's gone. Cash transactions. Prepaid phones. Shell companies. Viktor isn't hiding. He's operating. So Damon does the one thing no alpha has ever done: he hires a human. Kennedy Alcott is a private investigator who finds people who don't want to be found. She's sharp, relentless, and completely unbothered by clients who ...

FBI Special Agent Dakota Nash was sexy. Gorgeous. Native American. And a brilliant profiler who was undercover in Lake Charles, Louisiana – watching Gabrielle Sawyer. Gabrielle was beautiful. Stunning amber eyes. Long dark hair. Long and lean. But she was alone. Afraid. With scars. Secluded on the Calcasieu River on purpose. But she was skilled – with knives. And she was better than good. Dakota was ready for the danger coming for her. Secrets on the river. Killers. All because of who she was. But Gabrielle didn’t know that either. Adopted at three, her ancestors a mystery, she ...

I came to the Institute to save them. Now I have to run with them — and something worse than the Institute is already tracking us. They told me every Anchor before me was dead. I found the files. I read the names. I saw the timeline — and the word at the end of it: Terminal. So we’re done playing by their rules. The Institute wants me transferred to a Directorate facility for “expanded protocol testing.” The four men I’ve bonded with are being returned to isolation — no touch, no contact, no Anchor. The same containment that nearly destroyed them the first time. And the ...

I came to film an abandoned mine. I stayed with four alphas who won’t let me go. The Copper Ridge mine sits hours from the nearest town. No cell signal. No neighbors. Just rusted ore carts, collapsed tunnels, and the kind of weird, abandoned silence my AlphaTube subscribers love. I was supposed to shoot the episode and hike out before dark. Then the floor gave way, and so did my plans. Twisted ankle. Check. Dead satellite phone. Check. Nightfall closing in. Check. Then they find me before the cold does—a pack of four alpha mountain men who seem grown from the mountainside itself: Zane...

I walked through Twisted Oak's gates willingly, trading one year of service for the money to save my family's farm. When my contract ends, I face an impossible choice: freedom or forever. Steamy hucow romance.

I thought I could manipulate my way through anything. He proved me wrong. I've spent my life getting exactly what I want through charm, manipulation, and my father's money. But when I crash one too many cars and rack up one too many debts, my fed-up father gives me an ultimatum: two years of service at Twisted Oak Farm, or face criminal charges. I arrive expecting to outsmart the system. What I find is Trainer Lamar—a massive bull-hybrid who's broken dozens of bratty girls before me and sees through every game I try to play.

From Italian American storyteller and social media sensation Sarah Arcuri comes the highly anticipated follow-up to her beloved debut The Owner & The Wife—a sweeping novel about soulmates, second chances, and the secrets that can unravel everything. It is the summer of 2011, and Scarlett Valenti is a woman fighting to hold her world together. Four years after the death of her husband, famed culinary star Francesco Valenti, she’s left with a crumbling legacy, mounting debt, and a restaurant on the verge of collapse. With the future of her family hanging in the balance, Scarlett makes the...

I drained the fire from their eyes, the sound from their ears, the feeling from their skin. I did it because I loved them. And because they asked me to. The Covenant had the source. Ilva Serkova walked through the wards I opened and claimed the heart of the continental network with a smile. We ran — five of us, bleeding, into passages so deep the compound couldn’t follow. We found a chamber no one had touched in centuries. A secondary vein. A place to hide, to heal, to figure out how to fix a dying continent with cracked bonds and a power everyone told me was a weapon. Except it ...

NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER TIKTOK SENSATION! From the author of the Goodreads Choice Award winner The Spanish Love Deception, the eagerly anticipated follow-up featuring Rosie Graham and Lucas Martín, who are forced to share a New York apartment. Rosie Graham has a problem. A few, actually. She...

Control. Aidan Harrison likes it. Needs it. As CEO of the hugely successful Celtic Goddess franchise, he wields it as skillfully in the boardroom as he does the bedroom. It's made him millions and put him at the top of his game. He wants for nothing. Except a woman who is more interested in him than his bottom line. As a close friend of the Callaghan family, he's witnessed the croie phenomena seven times over in as many years. Dare he hope that by shedding his public persona, he might find a soul mate of his own?

I woke up with no sight. No sound. No taste, no scent, no touch. Just a dead left hand pulsing with the heartbeat of a continent. The activation took everything. All five senses burned out in sixty minutes of channeling the unified frequency through the twelve-armed star. What came back was something else entirely — a raw perception threaded through dead arteries, reading the world the way the ley-line system read itself. The continental network was restored. One hundred and forty-five nodes cycling clean for the first time in three centuries. The Sleeper stirring in its deep channels. ...

I came home to fight a war. I walked into a coup. My sister leads the enemy. The academy I bled to save had moved on without me. White diplomatic flags on the Spire. Covenant emissaries in the corridors. Elder Solas building a governance framework designed to cage me in procedure while the ley-line network died beneath our feet. Nadia chose them. My sister — the drain to my amplification, the second half of a system that needs both lungs to breathe — walked into the Covenant’s arms and became their weapon. Every nexus point I stabilized, she drained. Every front I held, she broke open...

I walked into a kill zone to reach my sister. No cure. No weapon. Just trust and the thing growing inside my sealed palm. Nadia was burning alive. The architect’s artificial frequency had locked onto her drain and turned my sister into a weapon with no off-switch. Kill radius expanding. Neural tissue rupturing. Hours, not days. I had four bonded heirs, a cocoon I didn’t understand, and a blood oath I hadn’t fulfilled. That was all. Oren — who relayed a lullaby through a thousand kilometers of stone and tore his vocal cords doing it. Whose voice would never be gentle again. Lysander ...

There is another Bloodweaver. The Covenant has had her since the purge. I crossed a continent to find her. She does not want to be found. The ley lines told me she was there. A frequency buried under eighteen years of suppression compound, reaching back through corrupted channels the way I reached through binding runes for my entire life. Ashford copper. Alive. Caged. I left the academy broken and burning behind me. Fourteen dead. Compound seeping back into healed channels. A Council elder already whispering that my absence is abandonment. And a blood oath to something ancient that I have ...

They took our academy. Our people. Everything we fought across a continent to protect. We came back under a Bloodmoon. And we brought the full circuit. Two hundred and twelve hostages. Sixty Covenant operatives. Compound-mist fields at every corridor junction, suppressing the bonds that held us together. Ilva Serkova turned our home into a cage and dared us to walk back into it. We walked in through three passages she never knew existed. Caelum — golden-eyed, cold-blooded, who sealed escape routes with light and found his imprisoned father alive in the wreckage. He didn’t forgive him. ...

I walked out of the academy and into the dying heart of the world. The Covenant was already there. They had been waiting for centuries. The Council gave us their blessing and a sealed gate. The four bonds were complete, the circuit whole, and the Origin Nexus was calling through my blood like a wound begging for stitches. Three corrupted nodes. Three gates. One destination. The ley lines were worse than anyone warned. Every node we entered had been maintained by the Covenant for decades — supply caches, communications relays, amplification channels carved into the stone to accelerate the ...