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Cleaning offices was far from Penelope's dream job. But dreams don't pay the bills, and if she wanted to save her family's home, she needed money fast. Her grumpy, annoyingly sexy orc boss didn't factor into her plans at all. Or so she kept telling herself....

Calculating, cold, often without emotion, was how I was described by those closest to me. I had thought perhaps there was truth to their depiction until this endless searing pain took the place in my chest where my heart used to be. Vengeance now ate away at my soul. The wrath I planned to unleash would make the demons in Hell appear mild. At least, that was until… The twisted crux came in the form of eyes bluer than the sky on a warm summer day, a slightly upturned nose with a scattering of freckles, a pink cupid bow mouth, and a smile that made a man's knees weak.

I always had a fantasy about sleeping with a gorgeous stranger. No names. No strings. Just one night where nothing else mattered. So when a hot man I'd never seen walked into my small town bar that weekend, I let myself have it. One perfect night. All heat, no history. And by the next day, he was gone. I didn't expect him to stay. I didn't even know his last name. But I also didn't expect two pink lines to show up a few weeks later. I had no way to find him… Until I'm sitting at my parents' house, trying to figure out how to break the baby news—and his face flashes across the TV screen.

I have one talent, and it's not relationships. It's weaving. But I have one chance to keep my cozy little life in the magical Leafshire Cove, and it's going to require a partner. I swore off romance—my last relationship was a humiliating disaster. But to enter the mayor's tapestry contest and win the contract attached, I need a date, thanks to a ridiculous ancient faerie spell requiring attendants to bring a potential partner. When my frenemy suggests the new watchtower guard, a growly gargoyle named Romulus who never speaks and hides inside a massive cloak, I think she's lost her mind.

Stalker exes. Momzillas. Drunk uncles. Hurricanes. Jealous siblings. Paparazzi. You name it, Kari Whitevelt has seen it all. That's why brides and grooms hire her. Because she makes it all go away. Wedding Protectors, Inc., is here to make sure that special day stays special. Whatever it takes. No matter what. When her newest client turns out to be her long-lost high school sweetheart, rising tech star billionaire Caleb Mikelmas, suddenly Kari's not sure whether she's protecting the wedding couple—or her own heart.

I walked down the aisle in white—ready to marry the mafia prince. I walked out the wife of his father, the king. I trembled when the ruthless monster claimed my innocence. Now I ache for the touch I was raised to fear. They said it was for my family. For honor. For survival. That Matteo Davacalli would protect me. But he is cruel. Silent. Distant. Built like a god. Broken like a man. He looked at me like I was his salvation—a reprieve from his sins, or an escape from the love that still owns his heart.

I know what everyone says about me—just an ATM where his heart used to be. Which might be true, until I saw her. I can't stop fantasizing about my new assistant. Bright-eyed and too young, Reese is not meant for someone like me. Should I have moved her desk outside my office? No, because now I have to see her constantly. Nothing says stay away from the good girl like late nights ordering her favorite takeout just to see her smile, right?

Growing up with a hockey hotshot for a brother, I've spent my life surrounded by cocky men. I know the ins and outs of the games they play, both on and off the ice, which is why I'd never date one of them. And marriage? Absolutely not. Griffin Wright is my brother's best friend and star left wing for the Minnesota Rogues. After a few too many drinks celebrating a big win in Vegas, I wake up next to him with a ring on my finger, a killer hangover, and instant regret. The only option is to keep this a secret from my brother and immediately file for divorce. But Griffin has other plans.

I am respected in Leafshire Cove because I perform magic exactly the way it should be performed—with a witch's intuition. My spells are precise, and they're either wonderfully practical or completely fun. Regardless, my magic is true magic. On market days, my cart always has the longest line. That is, until he arrives. An arrogant, foolish minotaur with a ridiculously posh accent sets up shop right beside me. And even though his magic is only a mishmash of tacky illusions and over-the-top displays, townsfolk flock to him. Infuriating.

I love my quiet life in Leafshire Cove—early mornings, the scent of cinnamon and honey, the simple joy of kneading dough while the village slowly wakes. Everything in my world is warm, steady, safe. Except Cyrus, the dragon shifter next door. With his roguish grin and endless charm, Cyrus runs a rowdy pub, flirts shamelessly with almost everyone, and lives for adventure. Our friendship is built on teasing banter and unspoken understanding.

When Father Roman Briar arrives at St. Michaels, his charisma and mysterious presence immediately captivate Eden. As their friendship deepens into forbidden territory, Eden finds herself ensnared in a web of desire and deceit. Roman, too, struggles with his vows, torn between his sacred duty and the intense attraction he feels for Eden. Caught between their faith and their desires, Eden and Roman must confront the consequences of their choices. Will they find redemption in each other's arms, or will their illicit affair lead them down a path of irreparable sin?

I may have sold my soul to pass the Luna Trials and earn my place on Mating Season, but I'm going to prove to everyone on this show that I'm not afraid of them. I belong here, and I swear I'll make whoever threatened me pay just as soon as I figure out how to ditch the dangerously sexy Alpha who won't let another male look in my direction. Ranger is a red flag walking. His dark past follows him like shadows. He calls to my beast in a way I can't understand. I know I shouldn't want him. Now, if only my wolf would agree…

Enrolling at Kingston University and joining my mother's sorority was the worst idea ever. Someone's been in my room. They're taunting me, leaving horrific photographs and chilling notes on my mirror. My past has caught up to me, and it's tangled in my present. These brutal boys of SIN have me twisted up. I didn't catch on to their cruel tactics until it was too late. Now I'm being threatened and haven't a clue if I can trust any of them. One deranged watcher. One protective brawler. One determined pursuer. Beckham. Wilder. Royal.

I'm the lowest-ranking wolf from a pack that only exists to guard the shifter prison in our territory, but I've been planning my escape for years. I just have to make it through one more heat, then I'm done with this pack and the alpha-holes that run it. Everything changes when my pack gets an invitation to Mating Season, the reality show where Alphas and Lunas from around the country meet to pick their chosen mates. And my Alpha is sending me.

I came here to hide from heartbreak. Not fall straight into it again, times three. One cheating ex, a million shattered promises, and a heat that decided to crash down weeks early. So yeah, I'm not exactly thriving. My only plan? Hide out in a remote cabin, write my next book, and avoid Alphas forever. Instead… Boom. Fire. Cabin gone. No explanation. No warning. Just smoke, ash, and the sinking feeling that maybe it wasn't an accident. Enter three local firefighters who are way too hot, way too kind, and way too Alpha. Atlas. River. Levi.

I knew I had to have her the second I saw her. Being the owner of The Executive Club, I've met my share of beautiful women, but none as beautiful as her. I was enamored with her from the second she walked into the room. She is innocent, naiveté, and sex all rolled into one. But I have a side to me that she cannot know about. I'm the future Don of the Marchetti famiglia, and my hands aren't clean. I have secrets I'm keeping from her, but I know she's hiding something from me too....

He gave me everything I wanted, right down to the sparkly pearl necklace and the wild, crazy ride on his North Pole, but this sexy Santa has a dark secret. For years, he's been watching me while I sleep, and he knows how much I can take. I always thought Santa was about spreading joy at Christmas, but I couldn't have been more wrong. This filthy Santa prefers to spread something else, and as long as he's willing to give, I'm more than happy to take.

I was an omega in heat. One wrong choice, and I lost everything. For two years, I've longed to flee my cage. Alphas bought me, traded me, and constantly abused me. They taught me that the only good alpha is a dead alpha. Now, I'm a pregnant omega with no hope of escape until one desperate act changes everything. It was going to be me against the world until Lucas Security hurtled into my life. I have never met three men more determined to protect me.

I finally went to get a tattoo. It was supposed to be a beautiful white lily, but the big, grumpy tattoo artist had something else in mind. Only, he didn't freaking tell me before he got started. When it's time for the big reveal, I don't see a pretty flower; I see his name tattooed across the back of my shoulder. He says I'm his. That I'm his mate. My friends tell him to go to hell. That we're suing. But this grouchy beast isn't shaken. He doesn't care one bit and keeps saying that he's marked me, so I belong to him now.

Griffin Knox is cocky, reckless, and way too hot for his own good. He's also off-limits—not just because he's a rising football star, but because he's her brother. My best friend's. So when our study abroad program sticks me in a hotel room with him—for two entire weeks—in Mexico, I promise myself I can handle it. I was wrong. One tequila-fueled dare turns into a kiss I can't stop thinking about. Then another. And another. Suddenly, we're sneaking around like it's a game we're both too stubborn to lose.