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I wanted to explore my sensual side in a safe space, a club designed where other like-minded people can experiment and discover themselves. It was a chance to take back the confidence my ex had stolen. No strings attached. No relationships. So, of course, a heated one-night stand changed everything.

West Archer, Ezekiel Cavanagh, and Xander King. AKA The Unholy Trinity. Ruthless. Ambitious. Intimidating. With dark tastes and even darker desires, they've been searching for the perfect woman to fit into their unique lifestyle for over a decade. But despite their best efforts, none have made it past three months. Believing they're destined to never find the one, they swear to stop looking. Until they meet Lily.

I meant to protect my heart. Instead, I'm knee-deep in self-inflicted torture. Tripp is a hazard in boots, while I'm a recovering romantiholic. I could've stomached the side effects of friend-zoning ourselves—including a brutal mess of longing stares and simmering jealousy. But then he offered to solve a problem of mine and teach me a few things—sans clothing. Strictly platonic. Purely educational.

Blood wasn't something I ever craved—until I did. My life was quiet—until my best friend was taken and hidden away. We found her, thank the Fates. But nothing about life after that has been simple. Not with this hunger inside me… and not with the scent trail that's led me straight into something darker than I ever imagined. Levi is mine. Fierce. Possessive. Irresistible. But he isn't just mine. His scent matches his, too. The Kismet omega. A haunted, broken man we were never supposed to find. But my thirst doesn't just lead me to him—it draws me straight into the path of a stranger.

Love doesn’t always have a happy ending. I should know… On the ice, Austin Hart is a star—but off it he’s drinking his way to oblivion. The only bright spot is his friendship with the Chicago Ravens social media intern… she sees past the jersey to the lonely man underneath. Nova Thatcher thought things were looking up. But her mom’s cancer diagnosis has thrown her for a loop, and the internship she hoped would become a full-time job is going nowhere. Her friendship with Austin is about the only thing making her smile.

Laney Moss loves the Mojave desert that surrounds her home and hikes the upper trails often, prepared for anything she might run across. But nothing prepared her for the monster that comes with the setting sun to stalk her. In the moments before he attacks, one word crashes through her terrified mind—Vampire. She manages to get away, but he tracks the call of her blood and ignites a passion in her that frightens her nearly as much as it thrills her.

Every night, when I close my eyes, I relive that moment. The heat, the smoke, and the cruel smile on her face. For the longest time, I believed them. All I wanted was to find a place to belong, to be needed. But who could ever need me, a prey shifter? How can a rabbit be useful, especially when I lack elemental magic?

I wanted answers. To know who I was and where I came from. How had I ended up in those woods all alone? Why didn't I have elemental magic like everyone else? What made me so different? I thought I wanted it more than anything, but I was wrong. Everything is spinning out of control as my past and present collide, leaving me feeling like a stranger to myself. I always wanted to find my home, a place where I belong, but what if home isn't a place? What if it's a feeling? Home is with the guys, and while they might drive me up the wall with their alpha tendencies, I wouldn't change a thing.

My life is a living nightmare at the hands of my stepmother and her daughter. Each day is filled with abuse, both verbal and physical. Why? All because I was born an omega and not them. They make sure with each day that passes, I know just how little they think of me. There's one shining light in my life… my best friend Sasha. She risks it all, deriving a plan for me to take my stepsister's place on a date. For once, I do something for myself and head to dinner with an unknown pack.

Our gazes lock across a crowded nightclub, igniting an unstoppable flame that refuses to be extinguished. I think I’ve found the one—the love of a lifetime—but Barbi's haunted past drives her to run. From me. But I approach that as I do everything in my life, with unwavering determination and perseverance. I convince Barbi to embrace the power of love and aim to heal her wounded heart.

My life was normal. Just my mom and I, living in a small town on the East Coast. The eve of my twenty first birthday, it all changed. A father I have never known returned and took me away from all I knew. Trapped and tortured. Destined for something I knew nothing about. Little did I know, my entire life, I’d been haunted by the devil himself. He was always watching and waiting. As leader of an infamous cult in our area, this is no longer a haunting. He is here. And I’m terrified.

I know what love is. After witnessing its devastation, I’ve shied away from it, Until Atlas. I never thought I’d ignore the red flags and wave a white one. Surrendering to Atlas in the most delectable way, I didn’t realize he’d been playing me all along Until I found myself at his mercy. They say love can heal all wounds, But what about the scars left behind?

Hookups are my jam, but I've never had a girl shuddering with one breath then running away the next. And I can't stop thinking about her. Probably for the best, I'm trading in party games for extra practices. I can lead us back to the Frozen Four, but I need a sign of my dedication to persuade Coach. All I have to do is convince the one who got away to fake a relationship with me—and remember my oldest rule: only one night.

This is Alabaster Penitentiary... Where they send you when the world thinks you're dead. And trust me, you'll wish you were. We're the stain on society. The freaks, the creeps, your favorite Netflix documentaries come to life. They lock us up and throw away the key, because we deserve it. But not me. I'm just a lowly bank robber. I don't belong here, surrounded by psychopaths and killers with no remorse... At least, I don't think I do.

It’s hard to imagine dating when I secretly share a bed with my best friend every night. When we can barely spend an hour apart. When he’ll kill anyone who tries to touch me. We finally escaped the trailer park, but maybe we weren’t ready for freedom. My best friend Beck doesn’t know how to leave the gang he’s always known, even if it costs him his life. And I don’t know how to find my purpose and confidence as a trans man.

He’s had his eye on Kat for a while now, and has been waiting for her to come to him. But he’s had enough of waiting. He’s decided it’s time to make her his.

I’m a violent man. A killer. Life means little to me. She wasn’t my first, and she certainly wouldn’t be my last. And then she got away and knocked me off kilter. No one has ever escaped before her. I’ll watch her until she thinks she’s safe. And then I’ll give her the choice. Be mine or die.

How do you tame a savage? Sabrina Gallo is an animal. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I had to have her. But Sabrina won’t be taken by anyone. She’s wild and reckless—downright dangerous. Lucky for me, I’ve always loved a challenge…I want to hunt. Even if I capture her, caging a tiger doesn’t mean it’s tamed. The harder she fights, the more ruthless I become. She needs to learn how savage I can be.

When I wake up at a female auction in a world I don’t recognize, all I can think about is getting back home to Texas. I want absolutely nothing to do with a realm called Valora, magic, faeries, or being sold to the highest bidder. But the Day Realm King has other plans.

A notorious rule follower, the old Daphne Davis could do no wrong. But lately she can’t get anything right. Jilted by her ex, ousted from her home, and laid off from her job, Daphne retreats to her little hometown, Fernley Island. But even there, she feels out of sync. So, bailing on her own sister’s engagement party, she suddenly embraces a brand-new philosophy: no more goody-two-shoes.