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An alpha could not tame her. Now she will kneel before a god. For endless ages I've kept this world in balance, and over the centuries countless women have writhed and screamed and climaxed beneath me. But I've never felt the need for a mate. Until today. Until her. When I touch her, she trembles. When I mark her defiant little bottom with my belt, her bare thighs glisten with helpless arousal. When she lies next to me blushing, sore, and spent, my lust for her only grows stronger. The world be damned. I'm going to claim her for myself.

I ran away when I was a kid. Before my family could break me. Back when I thought I could still be saved.

Tragedy befell her family, leaving her in charge. Being a unique female wolf-shifter with both submissive and dominant characteristics, Tatum stepped above the image of a male-led society. She learned to take charge and survive, placing her happiness on hold to be of service to her family. When the time came to hunt for a pack, a plan formed to find a true mate. The Green Lagoon Pack accepted her, but she found herself in conflict with the beta brothers. Cade hated her, and Luke maybe loved her.

The world Megan James thought she knew has been slowly unraveling. Her father disappeared and was presumed dead, her mother's sanity started to slip away, and the safe world she'd always thought she was living in slowly began to reveal its very dark and twisted depths. With the discovery that both her father and long-lost uncle, Angus James, were alive, Meg thought she'd finally learned all the secrets New Atlanta and the CDC had to offer, but she soon discovers the surprises have barely begun.

When my job lands me in Dogwood Cove, I have no intention of pretending to be someone I’m not. I especially didn’t intend to fall for a cautious, small-town bookstore owner who brings out a side of me I was convinced no longer existed. We couldn’t be more opposite, but I can’t seem to stay away from her. The problem is, if Paige knew the truth of who I was, how broken I really am, she’d run in the other direction. My emotional scars run deep, the chains of guilt weigh me down.

Twenty years ago, Angus James woke to find himself in a sterile room. On the other side of the locked door, doctors worked to manipulate a virus, using him as their ultimate pin cushion. He was supposed to be dead - and there were moments over the next two decades when he wished he was.

Jackson Holt and I have a mutual problem, with an obvious solution. A fake relationship is the perfect way for both of us to get what we want. The sinfully handsome new veterinarian in Dogwood Cove needs to show his boss he’s settling down and here to stay so that he can secure his partnership. I need to get my family and friends off my back so I can focus on my busy bakery, and open my new cafe. Pretending to date each other is no hardship, and the answer to our problems. Two birds, one little white lie of a stone.

When the townspeople of Harrogate almost riot over the Christmas décor thievery committed by the chair of the Elf on the Shelf Committee, I know I’m not going to survive the holiday season unless drastic action is taken. Biddy Jefferson turning up dead in my Christmas market stall is not exactly the type of drastic measure I had in mind. With no alibi and a town obsessed with pinning the murder on me, I have to clear my name. This is on top of planning the upcoming holiday ball, dealing with quirky stall owners in the Christmas market, and corralling confused tourists.

Secrets. Lies. Betrayal. Mine and Sebastian’s relationship wasn’t built on the foundation of trust. It was built over war. A ruthless war that exposed who we really were. Enemies. Imposters. And Lovers. Sebastian and I would never be friends—not after what we did. But we could pretend—especially for the million-dollar prize—in a cutthroat film competition that would set our careers in motion. We needed this win to fix our reputations. But that’s not what happened.

Three weeks ago, I had to make the most difficult decision of my life, thinking I knew what I was doing. Turns out I was clueless as to what fate had in store for me still. And when I find myself a captive of the most powerful sorcerer I've ever met, I'm sure this is it. There's nobody left out there who cares about me. Nobody was coming to save me, and I couldn't save myself, either. But as always, I keep underestimating Savage Ax.

Still reeling from loss and with the harsh Oklahoma elements seemingly working against them, Kellan and Regan set out to rescue Harper from Andrew and his men. Only now they aren’t just fighting to free a teenage girl, they’re fighting to keep a promise to the man who saved them, knowing if they fail, Harper won’t be the only one at risk. Joining forces with a new group means having help and making friends, but it also brings new conflict and the risk of losing everything they’ve worked to build over the last eight years.

I traveled to this city to disrupt the plans of the Brotherhood's enemies, not tame a defiant omega, but the moment Revna challenged me, I knew punishing her would not be enough. Despite her blushing protests, I'm going to bare her beautiful body and mark her quivering bottom with my belt, but she won't be truly put in her place until I put her flat on her back. I'm her alpha and I will use her as I please.

One woman bred to save the world. Can her team of scientists and soldiers prevail as they find love along the way? Join the ragtag team of time travelers as they endeavor to save the world! Perfect for lovers of sci-fi, paranormal romance, time travel, and romantic suspense!

I’m stuck sharing a house with my hot new boss… And I just walked in on him in the shower. Landing a major interior design contract for the new winery in Dogwood Cove is supposed to be my fresh start. But sharing a house with the annoyingly sexy winemaker Finn McNeil? That wasn’t part of the plan… To make it worse, Finn’s made it very clear he doesn’t want me around - at work, or anywhere else.

Many a blushing lass has screamed my name in bed over the long years I've walked this land, watching over humanity even after they turned their backs on me. But I've never claimed a mate. Until Layna. When I first set eyes on this beautiful creature, she was fighting for her life against more men than I could count. At that very moment I vowed to protect her... and to make her mine.

Led by a man with a taste for torture and a love of suffering, Sebastian and I are confronted with the seemingly impossible obstacle of escape. Caged and kept from our allies, our opportunities for freedom dwindle. There is only one way to save us both. I am forced to unearth and embrace the dark side of my heart.

When we arrived at the compound, we believed we had found our safe haven at last. For the briefest of moments, their medicine and science lulled us into a false sense of security. But within the bowels of this haven, where the cure for Nevermore is being developed, there lurks an evil that is far worse than anything we've already encountered. Sebastian is used as a test subject, a process that, instead of curing him, is slowly killing him. As his heart falters, mine must draw upon new strength if I am to fight our way out of the compound.

They came hoping to find a new home after their own planet was destroyed, but Earth was dying, as well, and most humans saw their arrival as an invasion. Now, two decades later, the Veilorians have been banished to the District, a fenced-in area on the outskirts of the last known livable land on Earth. Most people do their best to pretend they don’t exist, but not everyone.

How in the name of the goddess’ favorite sports bra am I going to do this Magical Librarian job? I have no idea what I’m doing. And the woman who’s supposed to be training me is...well, let’s just say she’s distracted and leave it at that. I guess I’ll bumble through. It’s become something of a trademark move for me. My name is Naida Griffith, and I’m a sorceress.

She's not a quiet librarian. My landlord is infuriating. He's uptight and rigid, right down to those dress shirts that do nothing to hide the muscle underneath. Sure, I never read the tenant's agreement. I have now. In fact, I've memorized it and I'm going to use it to my advantage while staying within the bounds of my contract. Is it my fault that those little decorative touches drive Charlie nuts? And who can resist purchasing a few vulgar gnomes to enhance the landscape?