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Running away from home at 17 wasn't easy. Let's face it, though, nothing before or in the ten years since has ever been easy for me. And I'm doing okay—sorta. I just need to keep scraping by, living under the radar. Staying out of people's way, off people's minds. When a man walks through my open patio door, stepping boldly into my home and my life, I should be scared, frightened, terrified. I must be more broken than I realized because I'm none of those things. I'm intrigued—and I'm wondering if the way to take control of my life is by giving in to him.

When I was nine, I went to my first funeral. Along with accepting my father's death, I had to accept new and awful truths I wasn't prepared for. When I was nineteen, I went to my mother's funeral. We weren't close, but with her gone, I became more alone than ever before. Sure, I have a half-brother who runs The Alliance. And yeah, he's given me his protection—in the form of a bodyguard and chauffeur. But I don't have anyone that really knows me. No one to really love me. Until I meet him. The man in the airport.

It was only supposed to be a quick trip to my hometown: find out why the police needed to interview me and get back to my daughter. Enter Noah James. My high school sweetheart and the man who shattered every dream I had with his refusal to acknowledge our baby girl. He had me fooled with his sexy smile and smooth charm. I swore I'd never let myself be fooled again. But one night of grief at Donna's Bar led to my world crumbling at my feet. It only took a couple of hours to realize the things I thought I knew were false.

I'm a dangerous man. A man who has spent the last two decades removing so many souls from this earth that it's a miracle my hands aren't permanently stained red. I'm a man who belongs in the shadows. I certainly don't belong in my pretty little neighbor's bedroom when she's not home, touching her things and inhaling her scent. I shouldn't follow her. Shouldn't watch her. No number of cookies on my doorstep will change the fact that love isn't an option for me. The only option left for me is violence.

Okay, so my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn't married. And my bad for taking him to a friend's house for dinner, only to find out my friend is also friends with his wife. Because, in fact, he is married. And she happens to be at my friend's house because her husband was "busy working." Confused? So am I. Unsurprisingly, my date's wife is super angry about finding out that her husband is a cheating asshole. Girl, I get it. Then to make matters more convoluted, there is the man sitting next to my date's wife. A man named King, who is apparently her brother.

I've always heard there's a fine line between love and hate. No one told me that line could destroy me. Noah Fontaine. King of the school. My living nightmare. The object of my fantasies. My new stepbrother. I did whatever it took to survive him. Every day he took more of me. I just didn't expect him to take my heart. Because of the boy I once hated, I'd never be the same girl again.

My mom and I have a secret. For the last two years, we've been on the run from someone far worse than Ares, Hades, and Vulcan. We're tired of running. What better place to hide than behind the walls of Olympus? The home of the Pantheon, the mafia that controls East Haven? When we arrive, three dangerous men take an unlikely interest in me, despite my efforts to keep them at a distance. Vulcan: The sweet, flirty tech wizard Hades: The assassin with eyes so blue it hurts Ares: The heir to it all with an attitude to match

Nivia's god is dead, and she is responsible. A magic amulet could redeem Nivia and free her people—the ice-elves—but first, she'll have to go through the Queen of Mammoth North. And Nivia may be a thief, but she's no assassin. Mysterious ice-magic thrums in Thane's veins. But assassin life never allowed him a chance to seek answers to his ability, until now. After a heist gone wrong, Thane discovers that the one who might hold the answer to his magic is none other but his mortal enemy: an ice-elf seeking an amulet.

Someone once told me that there's a fine line between love and hate. They forgot to mention how that line, once broken, can never be mended. Skylar Ames. My stepsister. The very embodiment of all I've ever desired. She'll forever hold my heart in her hands.

After four years, I'd finally found a place that felt like home: Olympus, the estate that houses the Pantheon and the three men who have stolen my heart. Now, I'm alone and on the run again. This time, I'm not only hiding from the monster who was my tormentor and torturer for two years, I'm also fleeing from Ares, Vulcan, and Hades, desperate to keep them safe. My plan is simple: stay hidden until Matello Magri is taken care of. But Ares Sarkellis has a plan, too. One that involves capturing me, a ring, and some serious forever-type vows.

Maya planned to come to the sand planet, find her missing friend Cat, and go back to her life as a stew on a star cruiser. But when she arrives, Cat is gone. That wouldn’t be so bad, but then her own chances of leaving the planet are destroyed. Now she’s stuck on the primitive planet, and someone is doing their best to keep her there—and hold her captive.

I live my life head over heart and never rock the boat, which is how I wound up engaged to Bryan Davenport—the biggest mistake I ever made. We were a power couple, but no one knew how cruel he could be behind closed doors. When I decide to leave, my fiancé shows just how ruthless he can be and sends me running to the last person I expect: his best man.

Being a problem, I can handle. Being one of my sister's problems? Not so much. I've done everything I can to keep her out of the press, even when it's meant watching my reputation take hit after hit. But I did not expect things to get this complicated. Because a reporter won't stop sniffing around… and I just met my assistant in a bar and took her home. I probably should have warned her about my sister and her kid.

I thought it was a joke. Some pompous high-society game meant to play with the children of the elite. But then people started dying. Including the one who invited me to attend. Now I’m the one they all suspect. Because I have blood on my hands. Their blood.

Everyone tells me I need to get out there again. That I can't live my life with a permanent scowl on my face, jaded from my past, and not looking forward to my future. Dating is the last thing on my mind, especially when my beloved cafe can barely stay afloat. That's where Pack Axton comes in with an offer I can't refuse. Pretend to belong to Donovan, Liam, and Hunter. One has a heart of stone, one wears a thousand-watt smile, and the other is obsessed with me. If I can be the doting Omega to the three billionaires, my cafe and everyone's jobs will be saved.

She's back. We were kids the last time I saw her, but my innocent crush from childhood is full-grown now. And it's not so innocent anymore. She's a breath of fresh air from the series of one-night stands since being drafted into the NHL. I've only got one shot with her, and I'm not taking it for granted. I may give her the passion she's been craving, but she's the intimacy I've waited for my whole life.

Rule number one: Never steal from a mobster. Rule number two: If you break rule one, don't agree to be his fake wife. And the golden rule? Don't fall for the ruthless, irresistible mafia king who now calls you his. Because when you break all these rules, you're left with a shattered heart, a secret child, and years of hiding from the man who thinks you're buried six feet under. Self-preservation was never my strong suit. Marco Barrone wasn't just another mark. He was a predator in Armani, with eyes like winter steel and a smile that promised ruin. Dangerous. Magnetic. Lethal.

Aurora Bianchi will stop at nothing to make herself a widow. Max De Luca will rue the day he married her. Having taken her rightful place as don, Aurora is ushering in a new era in the Bianchi family. Clearing the organisation of traitors, declaring war on those who betrayed her, and destroying anyone who stands in her way. The Bianchi Bastards risked everything to save Aurora and stand at her side. They may be prepared to burn the world down for her, but she will annihilate anything that threatens them. Together, they will avenge the fallen, and Max De Luca will die for his sins.

My older sister ran away from home to avoid being forced into an arranged marriage with the mafia family blamed for her mother's death. Now, that burden has fallen to me. Eighteen and sheltered, my life has only ever revolved around the familiar comfort of the tennis court. I've always been shielded from the brutal realities of my father's world, protected from his enemies. Enemies like Lochlan Dunne, who my father now wants as an ally.

James. Grey. Beau—they're the handsome, unattainable Alphas that run the Aurora Inn. One minute they're kind, the next minute, they're cold and distant, shrouding themselves in secrets. They make me want things I shouldn't—and make my body crave things it shouldn't. I'm a Beta—there's no place for me in their world, let alone their hearts. Yet this pack—and their cat—have other ideas.