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My father handed me over to the Bratva. Now I belong to Luka Dubinin. Older. Colder. Sin in a tailored suit. He doesn't force my submission. He seduces it with silence and steel. Builds me a studio. Watches me dance. Burns me alive with every glance. I swore I'd never break. Never beg. Never love a man like him. But I crave his voice. His touch. His darkness. His power. He shields me with bullets. Loves me like war—violent and absolute. I should escape. Instead, I made a vow behind locked doors. Not of love. Not of freedom. But of surrender… and survival.

I wake up in silk sheets that aren't mine. Designer clothes in my size hanging in a gilded cage. And a price tag of fifteen million dollars on my head. Then he walks in—salt and pepper hair, cold Russian accent. But I know those storm-gray eyes anywhere. Dante Moretti. My brother's enforcer. Seventeen years older and completely forbidden.

Eight years ago, Ivan Dubinin destroyed me. The Bratva heir who swore he loved me—then vanished. I raised our son in secret. Always looking over my shoulder. Now danger has found us. The Italians want Lev. And my father would rather see us dead than with the Dubinins. The only man who can keep us safe? The same man who shattered me. Ivan swears I was always his. But it's Lev he clings to now—teaching him, protecting him, loving him in ways I never thought possible. Watching them together shatters me. Because every time Ivan holds our son… I remember the man who once held me the same way.

It was supposed to be simple. One night with no strings. I had just gotten the worst news of my life and wanted to forget everything. The broody firefighter was perfect. Our night together was so hot, I forgot everything but the rules. I never expected to get pregnant. It was supposed to be impossible. All I knew was his name and the small town where I found him.

Martin and Peggy Chance believe love should last a lifetime. With their fiftieth wedding anniversary on the horizon, they’ve modeled a beautiful relationship for their three grown children. But to their dismay, that lesson hasn’t quite caught on—the three siblings just can’t seem to take a chance and find love in their own lives.

It all started when the curtains caught on fire at a funeral. Actually, it all started seven years ago in college. Rowan Cole was that guy—the one I couldn't forget. We'd once been best friends. Maybe more. We almost had it all. I've spent years trying to forget him and the tragic night that tore us apart. As bad luck would have it, he's the firefighter who shows up to rescue me from the church I almost set on fire. Speaking of flames and melting, Rowan still has the ability to set me on fire. Just by existing.

Russell Dane thinks he's all that. Maybe he's so hot he should come with a too-hot-to-handle sign, but he drives me crazy. Not the good kind of crazy either. He thinks women shouldn't be firefighters, he's obnoxiously overprotective, and I can't stand him. Unfortunately, my body is not getting the memo, but I'm stronger than a few confused hormones. Right? It wouldn’t be so bad if we didn't have to work together. It definitely wouldn't be so bad if he hadn't gone and kissed me.

I had one mission: secure the best obstetrician on Earth to save my people's future. What I didn't expect was the firestorm of resistance, vulnerability, and desire that Dr. Parker ignited in me. As Olivia fights to retain her freedom and I grapple with the awakening of emotions I was never programmed to feel, a fragile alliance begins to form—one born of necessity but threatening to become something far more dangerous. Because in a world where humanity is evolving by design, love might be the most unpredictable force of all.

The first time I met the grumpy lumberjack next door, I almost burnt down his cabin. The second time, I was throwing tampons at a moose (don't ask). The third time, I was naked. Henri Gagnon is not just my neighbor and landlord but a pain in my optimistic, plus-sized ass. He's got a protective streak under his grumpy exterior, and he's convinced I won't make it through the Maine winter.

The whole mess starts when I get dumped at the airport. Dylan is my brother's best friend, and the last guy I want to run into when my pride's been kicked. But I need a plan and fast. One bad decision leads to the next and we're trapped in a hotel for a romantic holiday weekend when we get snowed in. For days. It's cold. Dylan is H-O-T. It's a game of willpower and I'm losing.

Determined to walk away from a traumatic past, 22-year-old Grace Allen feels ready to take the next step in her healing journey—dipping a toe into the dating pool. Although she should probably start by making a friend or two, right? Samuel 'Cal' Callaghan isn't who she had envisioned as her first male friend in… well, forever. With an intimidating build, tattoos everywhere, eight years her senior, and a little sister under his care, the last thing she expected was to warm up to him so easily.

It all started when my cat needed something expressed. Do I have to explain? That's when Farrah Taylor walked into my life, a fantasy spun true. Aside from stealing my breath, she handled the awkward situation with aplomb. Turns out she's my neighbor, and my grumpy cat has a crush on her. He's not the only one. Neighbors with benefits is the perfect option. I don't have time for romance. Until I want more. Until just being neighbors isn't enough.

I came to Alaska to escape. I prefer to leave tragedy behind and don't need anyone reminding me I'm a hero. I'm not. I'm damaged goods and not in the market for romance. Alice is beyond distracting, and I can't avoid her. My grandmother thinks we're fated for each other. While I'm busy trying to ignore my grandmother's matchmaking, I make the mistake of kissing Alice. My willpower burns to the ground in a matter of seconds.

Romance is on my never-again bucket list. I'm moving back to Alaska with plans to turn into a grand old cat lady. There is no cat on the horizon. Rather, a sweet rescue dog. And, Wes. Wes was quiet and smart in high school. Now a hotshot firefighter, he comes complete with melting powers. A few fantasies never hurt. Until our lives get waaaay more entangled than I ever expected.

Forced to wed: A grieving mafia princess trapped in a deadly alliance…with the one man she swore she could never have. She's my best friend's daughter. Barely twenty-two. Sacred. Forbidden. Mine. She never dreamed she'd wear my ring, share my name, warm my bed... But with her father's blood still fresh on the streets and vultures circling, I'm the devil she knows.

I don't have time for romance, much less for prissy Madison Glen. The first time I meet her, I kiss her. The second time I meet her, she's breaking into my neighbor's house. She swears up and down she's not a criminal. Maybe not, but she is definitely a distraction I don't need. I've got my hands full with my mouthy daughter and an insanely busy life as a hotshot firefighter. It doesn't surprise me at all to learn Madison was homecoming queen in high school.

She was supposed to be untouchable. My brother's family. Bella's closest friend. Another man's woman. But Elena Santiago isn't the sweet angel she pretends to be. Behind that perfect smile lies a mind as ruthless as mine. Behind those deadly eyes burns an ambition that matches my own. Now she's pregnant with a Calabrese heir, playing games that could get her killed, and looking at me like I'm the answer to her darkest prayers.

One night, that's all it was supposed to be . . . No strings attached. Then reality smacked me in the face with two pink lines. I thought a positive pregnancy test was the worst of it. Nope, in walks Mr. Unforgettable. Of course, that's how it would go. My one-night stand—my soon-to-be baby daddy—is my new boss. This job is crucial, it’s a stepping stone to my dreams. So when Noah Hudson's magnetic blue gaze pulls me in . . . I must resist.

Talia Reed was supposed to be a tactical asset—brilliant, unwilling, and utterly necessary to defend my cyborg colony. We brought her here because we had no choice. But from the second she looked at me with those fire-blue eyes, everything changed. She fought me. Challenged me. Matched me move for move. And I wanted her.

The first time I met Micah Delarosa, I ended up in bed with him. It was supposed to be a one-night stand—no names, no strings, no regrets. Just a fleeting escape from my small-town life and my father's crushing debts. Except I didn't just sleep with a stranger. I tangled with the most ruthless Italian mafia boss in the city. And I was sent to steal from him. I broke into his vault, thinking I could get away with it. But when Micah found me, instead of punishment, he made me an offer: one year as his wife and he'll pay my debts and keep me safe from my abusive ex.