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Blaire Gibson knows better than to have one-night stands. She prides herself on her decision-making skills. It’s the one asset that has never let her down. But even the best thinkers have weaknesses. Hers is a delicious business mogul with a quick tongue. Unfortunately for her, that tongue is good for more than just talking.

Romance is not in Wade Mason’s portfolio. This is tragic. It’s unfair that a man so maddeningly gorgeous—an architect with a deliciously squarish jaw, adorably dimpled chin, and the hottest black glasses that straddle the line between professional and provocative—rebukes all things love. I knew this well before I walked into his office.

The Mason Family Series is a heartwarming series featuring strong alpha males and the heroines that bring them to their knees. With both heart and heat, the Mason family enjoys fan-favorite tropes such as office romance, enemies to lovers, second chance, millionaire heroes, and more.

“I had to sneeze.” I should’ve taken her insurance information and driven off like any reasonable CEO with places to be would. She crashed into my car, for heaven’s sake. Because she had to sneeze. What did I do? I didn’t get in my car and drive away if that’s what you’re thinking. Nope. I stuck around. I could suggest I stayed because she needed help, but the truth? She was really, really hot.

The Mason Family Series is a heartwarming series featuring strong alpha males and the heroines that bring them to their knees. With both heart and heat, the Mason family enjoys fan-favorite tropes such as office romance, enemies to lovers, second chance, millionaire heroes, and more.

“How did you get in here?” That’s not what you want to hear when you’re staring into the sea-green eyes of the hottest man you’ve ever seen. Yet I suppose it’s a fair question, considering I’m an uninvited stranger standing in Boone Mason’s kitchen. If you think that’s bad—just wait. It gets worse. This charming and wealthy playboy, who can’t pay his bills on time or find his way to the grocery store (but we all have flaws, right?), is sweet. Confident. Playful. He’s almost perfect. And, to make matters worse … He’s smitten with me.

My mother taught me the rules of being a mafia princess. Don't ask stupid questions. Smile even when it hurts. Stay pretty and pure and perfect. Following the rules got her killed. So I do the one thing my mother couldn't: I run, leaving my fiancé at the altar, my throne empty, and my life behind. Five years later, I stumble back home looking for answers... and instead, they find me. The ex, the bodyguard, and the billionaire. Kings of the city, sitting on a stolen throne. They've changed all the rules. They don't want a pretty, polite princess. They demand a queen.

I slapped Gio Volante when he told me he'd be making me his bride today. But he just yanked my panties down, spanked me with his belt, then bound my hands with it and made me come hard.

I was the first to ever taste her, and I will wipe out any other man who touches her or my unborn heir. I'm the ruthless heir of New York's most powerful Mafia Don. And she's just the innocent daughter of our savage nemesis, thirsty for my father's blood. All she ever wanted was out of the mafia world. Instead, she landed in the arms of the most dangerous mafia beast out there… me. I mercilessly claimed every drop of her virtue, savoring every inch… I made her submit to my every command, begging me for more with every moan.

Cowboy shifters…oh my! At Wolf Ranch, the men are feral for their women.

After I put my ring on her finger and told her she was mine, Olivia Volante tried to storm out, but when I pinned her to the wall and spanked her, I didn't just find her wearing no panties. I found her soaking wet. Because her body isn't giving her any more choice about belonging to me than I did. That's why my virgin bride is bucking and writhing and coming hard for me as I ravage her amidst the remnants of the wedding dress I just cut off. And why I made her my wife in the first place.

The night he savagely claimed my innocence, I didn't expect him to return as my archenemy, claiming my freedom… and the baby he didn't know we had. I thought we were meant for each other, but "we" were taboo. Because he's my brother's best friend and the heir of our merciless rival. A walking, talking Greek god… the first and only man who ever tasted me. Then tragedy struck and unleashed the beast in him. He returns years later as a ruthless monster, hellbent on revenge. And I'm determined to keep my most precious secret from him: Our sweet baby girl.

The battle was fought. And the battle was lost. Waking up in the middle of nowhere, my connection to my siblings was gone. Jaggedly severed like a stolen soul. I searched for centuries. Living under countless names. In countless places. Never getting close to anyone. Never staying long enough for anyone to notice I didn't age. I gave up on finding them. I gave up on finding the other half of my soul. I gave up… period. Until the day I felt Aurora. My one.

I broke that rule the day I showed up on her doorstep. I’m sworn to protect my kind from any kind of threat. As a human, she thought I was there on friendly business. Didn’t know I meant to take down her shifter boss. I didn’t know she’d flip my world upside down. One whiff of her scent, and I was lost. No–found. I couldn’t leave without her. So, I spent the night. Made her fall for me. But she doesn’t know what I am. What I’ve done. I’m not just a ranch hand–I’m a shifter enforcer. The clock is ticking before I have to finish the job.

When I let myself into Matteo Volante's house uninvited, the fact that I've known him since I was a little girl didn't keep him from pinning me over his desk, wrenching my panties down, and spanking my bare ass bright red... and it didn't keep me from being soaking wet for him either. But he's not my childhood best friend anymore.

When I planned my escape from Alfemir's cruelty and tight grip on the angels who live there, I never dared to think about returning. But that version of me is dead. My father and the other Archangels have no idea who, or what, I have become in my time away, and if they want to drag me back screaming, they have another thing coming. When scouts find the Rebellion camp and blood stains the ground of our new home, we are left with no choice but to create a plan. A plan to extinguish Alfemir and all they stand for.

Last January, I drunk-married my nemesis - hot, oversized geek Graham Tate. With no memory of how it came about, there was only one solution: run off before he woke up and pretend it didn't happen. It would have worked perfectly if I hadn't wound up pregnant. Graham is the opposite of everything I want in a man - practical, disciplined, frugal - but living with him until the baby arrives has me wondering if, perhaps, I've been wanting the wrong things all along. And if that drunk version of me last January might have been onto something.

I came to Dublin to fix my relationship with my brother. I didn't mean to become obsessed with the tattooed goddess with haunted eyes—his best friend. One lie turned into another. Stalking her turned into taking her. Now, I'll do anything to keep her… including putting my baby in her belly. Even if it means I lose my brother forever. But her dangerous past is returning to claim her. If my brother and I can't put aside our hate, she's worse than dead.

I'm not a player—no one can compare to the fiery showgirl I left behind in Vegas. So when she shows up claiming to be my wife, I know it's our second chance even if she doesn't want anything from me except a divorce. There's only one thing a husband can do… blackmail. She's going to live with me, sleep in my bed, and be my wife for 30 days.

First, he was my owner. Then, he became the father of my two babies. What he will never be: my happily ever after. Kirill Vyronov takes what he wants. And, he took everything from me. So now, I'm running. But with the FBI and a gang of ruthless killers on my tail, it's not long before I'm captured. And when I'm found and cornered, about to lose my life and my babies, guess who swoops in and takes out my tormentors? Of course, it's Kirill. Except this time, things are different between us. He's not here to protect me; he's here to punish me.