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I broke into the wrong warship. Correction — I broke into the wrong nine-foot-tall, silver-skinned, golden-eyed alien warlord’s warship. Now Commander Va’rok says I’m his bonded mate. Apparently that means his ship’s AI has matched us for “maximum genetic compatibility” and expects seven full cycles of hot, primal, alien breeding. I told him I’m not interested in being anyone’s breeding project. He told me I’ll beg before it’s over. The problem? My body’s starting to believe him. The bond between us hums like a live wire, my pulse spikes every time he’s close, and ...

Starting over never felt this good. I came to Yellow Grass, Texas to start over—not to fall for three cowboys who answer my help wanted ad. After my cheating ex-husband left me for his secretary, I sold everything and bought a ranch. Now I'm making the best goat cheese in Texas, building a life that's finally mine. Except I need help. The demand for my cheese is exploding, and I can't handle the ranch alone. Enter the Neely brothers: They're drifters. Cowboys who never stay in one place long. But from the moment we meet, the chemistry between us is undeniable. They want me. All three of ...

I inherited a Texas ranch and a mountain of problems. Enter Peyton Williams—six feet of solid muscle, a black Stetson, and a smile that promises all kinds of trouble. He's the kind of man who knows exactly what he wants and isn't afraid to take it. And apparently, what he wants is me. He offers to help save my ranch. I tell him I don't need saving. But when he gets me alone? When those strong hands are on my skin and he's whispering dirty promises in my ear? I forget every reason I shouldn't let him in. The problem is, the more I let him help, the more I need him. And I'm terrified that ...

Maggie I caught billionaire Dorian Ford doing something scandalous. So naturally, I sold the story. It wasn’t personal—just rent. Now he wants revenge. Instead, he offers me a job. Fix his PR mess. Smile for the press. Sleep in his hotel suite. What could go wrong? Answer: everything. Because the closer I get, the more I want the one man I was never supposed to touch. Dorian Maggie Cassidy leaked the story that nearly burned my empire. Now she’s in my world—because I put her there. But keeping her close? That’s always been about more than damage control. I want her. I hate that I ...

He was the third-string goalie no one saw coming. But I saw him first. Every early skate. Every extra rep. Every quiet moment no one else noticed. Before the spotlight and before the campus fell in love with him—I already had. Now Jason Harrison’s the golden boy with a pro offer on the table. Everyone wants a piece of him. But I’m the one he worshipped in the dark. The one he held like a lifeline. We burned hot. Fell hard. And then he kept the one secret that could break us. Because love isn’t just about the highs—it’s about who you are when everything’s on the line. He made ...

Three rules keep me sane at college. Perfect GPA. Always early. No hockey boys near my ice. Then Matt Gable skates in—cocky smirks, chaotic energy, and zero respect for boundaries. Our turf war begins with color-coded schedules and snarky words. His revenge? Perfectly tousled hair and built like a Greek statue. Now the school’s forcing us to co-coach a youth skating program. One ice rink. Twenty-four kids. Six weeks of barely-contained tension. I hate his mess. I hate his charm. I really hate how he brings me coffee and sees straight through my control-freak armor. We were supposed to ...

I'm back in Millbrook Texas for one summer—helping Dad with his veterinary clinic while taking a break from grad school. What I didn't expect was spending my days elbow-deep in horse rehabilitation with the same arrogant bull rider who humiliated me at the county fair seven years ago. Tucker Conway is still infuriatingly hot, still rides bulls like he has a death wish, and still thinks his charming smile can get him out of anything. Now he's Dad's most important client, and I'm the only one qualified to oversee his high-profile animal rehab program. We're stuck working together all summer...

I wasn't supposed to be at that gala. Because I wasn't invited. But that didn't stop me. One reckless night pretending to be someone I'm not. Then I saw him. Adrian Vanguard. Billionaire. CEO. The man who owns the hotel where I scrub floors. He had no idea the mystery woman in his arms was the help. One kiss became one unforgettable night. I should have disappeared at midnight. Instead, I left my heart behind. Now he knows the truth—and he doesn't care. He says I'm his. That the scandal, the gossip, the impossible divide between our worlds doesn't matter. That he's never letting me go. My...

I came to Bali to get over being left at the altar. I didn't plan on falling for the mysterious stranger in the mask... One masquerade party. One night of anonymous passion. One very awkward morning when I discover my mystery man owns the entire resort—and I'm staying in the honeymoon suite. Alone. Dominic Crandall is way too good at making me forget why I swore off men forever. But when he looks at me like I'm the most fascinating woman alive instead of damaged goods, I start to think maybe taking risks isn't so dangerous after all. Until social media find us. Suddenly our private ...

I don't stay anywhere long enough to leave footprints, let alone heartprints. Three months in Cherry Creek should have been just another pit stop—pour drinks, collect tips, disappear before anyone gets too close. I've perfected the art of keeping men at arm's length while serving them whiskey with a smile. Then Bronson Helm walks into Neon Jack's. Six-foot-three of pure Montana rancher wrapped in faded denim and bad intentions. Storm-gray eyes that see straight through my carefully constructed walls. And a Harley that purrs promises I shouldn't want to hear. He's everything I should run ...

For a travel influencer, a month at a luxury Italian villa should be the ultimate score. But then I meet Miles Robertson—billionaire tech mogul, maddeningly grumpy, and hot enough to melt gelato. The second we lock eyes, the chemistry is instant—and impossible to ignore. He's everything I shouldn't want: older, emotionally unavailable, and determined to keep me at arm's length. I'm everything he's been avoiding: chaotic, optimistic, and dangerously good at breaking down the walls he's built. Together in his clifftop paradise, we're spending every day pretending we don't want to tear ...

I arrived at Wade Callahan’s ranch with a duffel bag and nowhere else to go. I wasn’t just running—I was hiding. From the ex-boyfriend who sent messages that curled into threats. Wade was my last resort. My mother’s preacher. He gives me a room. Food. Rules. And a warning in his voice every time our eyes meet. He tells me he’s not holy anymore. That he left the pulpit behind, along with whatever pieces of goodness he used to believe in. I see it in his eyes—that quiet, simmering need to protect, to possess, to keep me. And maybe I want to be kept. Because I didn’t just come ...

Lacey The last thing I need is another cocky billionaire thinking I’ll bend just because he barks. But when Jaxon Wolfe shows up in my Pilates class, the internet goes wild—and so does my schedule. Now he wants private sessions. I agree…with conditions. No flirting. No flexing. No CEO games. But the man doesn’t play fair. He watches like he already owns me. Touches like he’s memorizing my body for later. And when he starts listening. That’s when I know I’m in trouble. Jaxon She’s fire in leggings with a voice like a dare and curves I’m still dreaming about. I wanted one ...

He's been watching me. And I had no idea. I thought I was safe on my isolated farm. Thought three years was enough distance from the man who hurt me. Thought I'd finally found peace in the quiet countryside, selling vegetables and living alone. Then I found the watch on my doorstep. The watch I gave him. Engraved with a promise I should never have made: All my time is yours. Doran Macky didn't just find me—he's been studying me. Learning me. Waiting in the shadows while I convinced myself I was free. When he finally arrives on my doorstep, I should call the police. Should run. Should do ...

I came to this remote mountain for research. I stayed for the way he touches me. Braden Wilshire is six-foot-four of pure alpha male—rough hands, dark eyes, and a body built for sin. When he appears at my cabin door, I know I'm in trouble. The kind of trouble that involves his calloused fingers on my bare skin and his mouth doing things that make me forget my own name. Three weeks. That's all I have before I go back to my real life. But every night in his bed, wrapped in his strength while he takes me apart with devastating skill, makes leaving impossible to imagine. He's commanding and ...

I came to the ranch to study equine medicine. But I had a very different lesson in mind. Wayne Stevenson is my professor. Forty-five. Brooding. A cowboy with weathered hands and a very hard body. I’ve had my eye on him since the first day of class. So when I stay with him on his private ranch for a week of hands-on horse training, I pack more than just textbooks. I pack intentions. Dirty, dangerous intentions. I’m eighteen. A virgin. Smart enough to know what I want. And stubborn enough to get it. I know what Wayne needs. A woman to take care of. A reason to feel again. A warm, wet ...

I’m one airline ticket away from missing my cousin’s wedding in the Maldives. Cue full-blown airport meltdown… until billionaire Elijah Anderson steps in. He’s older. Gorgeous. Grumpy. And wildly out of my league. Definitely not the type to help a stranger in crisis—yet somehow, he buys me a first-class ticket and a seven-night stay in an impossibly luxurious ocean villa... Just to help. But nothing about Elijah feels casual. Not the way he watches me like he’s already undressing me. And definitely not the tension crackling between us every time we’re alone. He lives in a ...

One night changes everything. I think I know the man I’m dating. I think I know my life, my world, myself. I’m wrong. Because when Mikhail’s face begins to distort and his claws slice across my skin, everything I believe shatters in an instant. Werewolves are real. And one of them is trying to kill me. Benjamin Kaiser is the one who saves me—towering strength, rough heat, amber eyes that don’t just look at me… they claim me. He’s an alpha, all command and primal certainty, and he tells me I’m his mate. I don’t understand the bond humming under my skin, thrumming in my ...

Isla Designing tuxedos for the ultra-rich is just another Tuesday. Until Roman King walks in—all sharp jaw, sharp suit, and sharper ego. He wants a custom tux. I want him out of my fitting room. Instead, I find myself pressed up against six feet of alpha billionaire with control issues and a voice that melts my spine. The problem? He’s not just dangerously hot—he’s dangerously close to unraveling everything I’ve built. Roman She’s mouthy, brilliant, and built like a sin I want to commit on repeat. Isla Quinn tells me no like it’s her job—and maybe it is. But when I want ...

He watched me. Controlled me. Thought I’d never find out. But I did. Bradley Nolan has everything—power, wealth, and secrets dark enough to destroy us both. The biggest? He’s been obsessively watching me for years. Not protecting. Not loving. Controlling. He built his entire world around me. And when I uncovered the truth, I shattered. But I didn’t walk away. I went back. Not for revenge. Not for closure. Because even after everything— I still wanted him. What followed wasn’t forgiveness. It was fire. We unraveled each other with touch and rage. Loved like we were still broken. ...