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The Curious Incident of the Great Cookie Snackcident of 979 is a cozy, slower-burn workplace romance with two MCs who connect over a shared passion for their calling. It features a demi heroine, a non-binary shadow monster, wooing with snacks, footnotes from an in-world narrator, and shadow tentacle play!

Centuries before the events of Between Life and Death and Between Sun and Moon... Centuries before she was Sage... She was Aurelia, the Goddess of Life. The decades-long Immortal War has ended, and a new deal has been struck between the two warring sides. In exchange for the freedom of others, Aurelia reluctantly agrees to live in the Spirit Realm, where she will give her hand in marriage to the God of Death—Von.

With one football legend, a feral cage fighter, the country's youngest Senator, and one seriously stern professor, the Thorne Pack couldn't be more intimidating, even without an omega to bond them. Which is probably for the best—with all their sharp edges, how could they ever take care of anything precious? Turns out, they may not have a choice. When happenstance hands them an omega who needs help, the bond is instant—and accidental. Now, they have to show her they're ready to fight for her heart, even if they lose everything else to win her over.

I want to run a sex empire and be taken seriously in the old boys' club that is the business world. I want to be the poster child, not the plaything. So, I stay polished. Tasteful. Beyond reproach. Until Anton Wolff joins Alchemy. He's the UK's most charismatic billionaire, and he's looking for a club that's as discreet as it is debauched. As classy as it is carnal. I think I've seen it all—until he shares what he desires from his Alchemy experience. And what he desires, above all else, is me. I think I'm afraid of the Big, Bad Wolff.

I cultivated my shamelessness. I wore it as a badge of honor at my convent school, and I've been turning it into an art form at Alchemy, the club whose social media I manage. My boss, though? He's the most proper person I've ever met. No one would peg him as the finance director of a sex club. (I mean, no one's pegging him at all, which is probably his problem. #justsayin) I get it. He's a widower, single-parenting two little girls while holding down a massive job. He needs an outlet, something just for him.

Some might call it obsession, but I knew it was love. And I'd prove it to her. Leo She's finally coming home. This time, I won't let her go. Estella walked out of my life years ago, and I couldn't follow her. I've bided my time, watching her, waiting for her. With our parents' tenth anniversary...

I'm the heir of Zahariss. My secret is no more, and the people know an heir walks amongst them, but so does another. With broken vows and being hunted, I find myself in the most unlikely place of allies that will help me to right the wrong. As we make plans to spill the Highers' blood across the land, he finds me. Darius, heir of Cazier. After thinking we had some sort of connection, a truce, my enemy betrayed me. He says he won't let me go, but he won't acknowledge what he has done to me. With hatred burning bright, can we move on? Or will my wounds stay forever bleeding?

Varinn can't hide his jealousy or his bitter, broken rage—but he refuses to leave Kitty behind. Soon, she's under his stern supervision and on her way to Orc Mountain. Back to the orc who so cruelly spurned her. The orc who's been losing his own battles and still longs for Varinn's firm handling… and his heart.

There were other ways I could've spent my summer, but my sister's stepson needed a swift kick in the rear, and she thought I was the perfect man for the job. I'm no brat tamer, so being saddled with one wasn't my idea of a good time, but I can see the appeal when my… less-than-conventional methods prove fruitful.

Ziggy I should have known my scientifically-minded, superpowered Earthling would find a way to permanently attach himself to my borrowed heart. Since Micah Salah is the most impressive creature in all the galaxies. He's my stellar collision, my babygirl, my equal in all things, and the only one...

Love doesn't always come in twos . Sometimes, it comes with a choice—or a chance to rewrite the rules. Ajaih Jeffries is a 42-year-old Air Force veteran with battle scars you can't always see. After years of unraveling generational pain and rediscovering her voice, she's found refuge and...

Loving Isaia Del Rossa is like drowning in darkness. And with every possessive touch, every whispered command, I sink deeper under his spell. On this island, there is no outside world. No past. No future. Only him. His hands, his mouth, his obsession. He worships me, breaks me, makes me beg for...

They may be hockey's Most Valuable Pack, but the Pierson alphas are far from a true team. The obvious solution? Find the right omega to bind them together. The match-making process sounds simple enough. Scientific, even. Until a sweet, shy omega runs right into their play for a mate and changes the whole game.

I had to run. It was that, or marry a man my father auctioned me to when I was a little girl. I knew my father wouldn't make it easy, but color me surprised when he sent Caelian Del Rossa to find me. The man is a menace. Arrogant. Infuriating. Enigmatic. He thinks he's my knight in shining armor. I'm convinced he's nothing more than my father's retriever. Turns out my father asked the Dark Sovereign for help to get him out of the deal and me out of a marriage from hell. Their solution? Marry Caelian instead.

Davian Stark is beautiful, twisted, cruel, and he's going to die—by my hand. He's one of the elites of the Dark Sovereign. A bloodthirsty mafia assassin and a hunter fueled by his need for the chase. If I want to get close to him, I have to give him something to hunt—me. He made a mistake by letting me survive my family's massacre. I've trained, fed my hate, and now, I'm ready to strike. But Davian isn't just a killer. He's complex, compelling, a man who opens something dark inside me. While I play him, he's playing me. It's a twisted game of hunter versus prey. Question is… Which one am I?

After the fallout between me, my brother, and Simon, I find myself either wallowing in a black pit of depression or lashing out with vicious rage. Technically, Simon still lives in the condo the three of us bought together, but ever since our relationship imploded months ago, I've barely seen him.

No one knows the real me. The ruined girl. The scarred woman. Not even Sebastian knows how many broken pieces I have to keep together. But he does. The stranger who doesn't pry or care about my past. The masked man who helps me escape my troubled mind by taking me down a forbidden path. A dark path. Just when I think my life can't get any more complicated, I meet Gabriel King. My future father-in-law. That's when a truly twisted journey begins, and the consequences are darker than I ever imagined.

All my life, I pursued women who made me feel like I was licking honey off the edge of a sharp knife. Those who seduce a man with one look. Bait, hook, and haul my ass to her table with a lick of her tongue across blood-red lips. Cue in Mia Harlow. Delicate. Shy. Fragile. Unapologetically feminine, five-foot-nothing, blonde college girl wrapped in pink. Not my type by any definition, but the electric stress between us grows stronger whenever I see her.

Three years ago, Everly Chastain headed home for Christmas with the pack she thought would be her future. By New Year's Day she headed back to New York alone. Within a year, her younger sister was bonded and pregnant. "Family comes first." That's what her family said, and Everly took it to heart...

When I snuck out of the house on my twenty-first birthday, I didn't expect to be struck by a bolt of lightning... or to wake up in a strange land and be saved from freezing to death by a dragon. Then the beast shifted before my eyes into a man more regal than any king and hotter than dragon fire. A man who didn't hesitate to bare and spank me for daring to resist his rescue. I knew in that moment not just that I would be his one day but that I was his already.