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Ex-cop Kasper “Gutter Mouth” Guttenmuth has always been a playboy. Love was a four-letter word. He learned that lesson as he watched his father run around on his mom before she died. Until he fell hard for the wrong woman—his best friend’s baby sister. Krysta Sokolofski has been in love with the same man since she was a teenager. For a brief time, he held more than her heart in his hands. Until he pushed her away. A dirty secret he wanted distance from. It took her years to move on.

When my brother steals a treasure from a dragon’s precious hoard, I find myself facing down the monster sent to retrieve the locket. Mateo gives me three days to produce the stolen goods, or he’ll lock me in the dungeon and throw away the key. The catch? He’s not letting me out of his sight. What starts out as a hunt for my wayward brother ends up with me in the sights of a ruthless wizard. My manticore captor-turn-protector is more than the sum of his parts, and I soon realize I’m falling for him. But love means nothing if I can’t get out of this alive.

As the oldest living vampire, Adres was also the strongest immortal of his time with abilities that surpassed comprehension. He was a warrior and guardian, a champion for the downtrodden and forgotten. His name was legendary, the brutal ways he killed notorious. But there was a secret to his madness that no one of this world understood.

Diesel Gannon doesn't mind attending a BDSM party or two, but he draws the line at inflicting pain. That might seem odd because he has a dominant personality, but it's just not who he is. He's seen enough war and pain to last a lifetime. Out on medical leave, and as a favor for a friend, Diesel heads to the Triple R to check on Triton. A man who is far, far too young for him.

I haven't seen the Irish mob boss since I offered him my V-card and he turned me down. Now he wants every piece of me because he’s my fake husband.

The Collapse changed everything. Good men became killers. Strong women became property. And every day turned into a fight for survival. I once dreamed of becoming a nurse. That dream went up in flames the same day I graduated nursing school, when women were banned from holding any kind of medical license. Now as an unlicensed medic, I travel what was once the southwestern United States, trading medical services for food, transportation, and shelter with the hopes of reaching Canada.

A girl on the run should never fall in love with her bounty hunter. A witch should never fall in love, period. But I did, and now I'm paying for my sins in Nightstone. I'm also committing all-new sins with a sexy alpha wolf and one delectable alpha vampire. It's unheard of: two alphas from two different factions, falling in love with one woman. Our relationship has brought new peace when everyone expected a turf war. Except...someone needs that war between my two alpha males.

Actions have consequences, and my actions are about to kick me in the teeth. I’m still reeling from the unthinkable. Lucas is gone. It’s all my fault and if the dominus can’t find evidence that my actions were under duress then the consequences will be lethal. Sanctuary lies with Grayson and his pack, but I’m a rare commodity - a female loup in a world where females are rare - and the other packs aren’t going to back off without a fight. Even if I escape the executioner’s noose, the loup world isn’t about to let me go so easily.

Sometimes I wonder what my hockey career is worth. Blood, sweat, and tears, sure. But losing Ash? I can't.

The girl who ripped my heart out and stomped on it when we were kids just walked back into my life. Aurora Wilkins. Daughter of the richest man in Ironwood. Wealthy, hot, and untouchable. Except, I touched her. Me. The poor boy from the wrong side of the tracks. Son of her daddy's gardener. She told me she loved me. Fool that I was, I believed her. Then, she did the one thing I could never forgive. Ten years later, she's back in town. And she just ran right into the path of a rival MC.

Alana Wolf has never been one to mind her own business. As a reporter, she’s always searching for the truth. But she didn’t anticipate it would lead to people wanting her dead. He was in the wrong place at the right time. Ty Weaver didn’t think his day could get any worse. But he knew something bad was going to happen when he saw the car racing down the street. Unable to get the woman from the crash out of his head, Ty visits Alana in the hospital the next day. That’s when he learns that she hadn’t simply lost control of her car.

The infection has begun, ravaging the American Southwest and leaving a chaos in its wake. In this new world, there will be no last meal, no dying wish. The only reward left is to survive another day. This bundle contains the first four books in the Contamination post-apocalyptic zombie series.

Once every four years, the Earth Alliance Naval Academy is included in a war game...or rather, the Wargame: On a distant frontier colony, cadets must repair, recommission, and crew a fleet of old, mothballed warships for a simulated fleet action against a group of seasoned veterans using top-of-the-line warships. After some meddling on the part of the Admiralty, many of the Academy's best are assigned to the oldest, smallest hulk in the Wargame, the unfortunately named corvette, Chihuahua.

Reese: My life hasn't been easy. At age 11, my parents and two younger siblings were murdered and I went to live with my grandmother. At age 18, I broke up with my boyfriend of almost one year because he wasn't who I thought he was. He further proved that when he put his hands on me. Two weeks later, my grandmother died. I moved to a new town with my last living relative, my older brother, Carbon, to finish my senior year of high school at Croftridge High. Then, I met Duke Jackson. One decision changed my life forever.

It was supposed to be a one-night stand with a sinfully gorgeous stranger. A man I’d never see again. I was stranded, he had a hotel room (which I had broken into), and the rest is history. Until he shows up at my doorstep five years later with a marriage proposal. Not to marry him, though. Turns out he’s a hitman for the Irish Mob, and his boss needs a wife. The man I’d been dreaming about for years has chosen me. For someone else.

Mina Calloway always finds herself in the hands of the wrong master: Gentle at first, then brutally sadistic and abusive. She no longer believes it’s possible to find a man who will be gentle with her. After seeing a kink-friendly therapist for months, the doctor makes her an illicit offer she isn’t yet smart enough to refuse: “Let me find you a good master.” Brian Sloan is a borderline sociopath with a dark and brutal past. Only taking his sadistic urges out on the women at a submissive training house allows him to sleep through the night.

I'm a man without a conscience. I deal in murder and mayhem. I'm the best at what I do. Frankie Helburn is supposed to be an easy job. A means to flush her father out of hiding. Simple. Except there isn't anything simple about Frankie or the secrets she's keeping. She's stubborn as hell and the sexiest god damn thing I have ever seen, sending dark, dirty animalistic desire coursing through my veins. She's cocaine with legs. A f--king addiction that makes me question things I've never questioned before.

I was just six months pregnant when I lost the man I was going to marry. Mouse was caught in the crosshairs of a war between the Kings of Korruption MC and a rival club, leaving me to raise our daughter alone. Since the day Mouse was killed, Bosco has been tasked with watching over us. As time passed, he became a part of the family, a man on whom my daughter can rely. A man who has never let me down and whose intensity makes me weak in the knees. But that man is part of the same club that got Mouse killed, and there's no way I can put myself or my daughter through that a second time.

Morning Glory Milking Farm was just another quick tug-machine operated facility, no different from all the rest. Sure, they had big pharma money and special hands-on amenities the other milking joints couldn't boast, but at the end of the day it was the same old story—cash he didn't actually need in the bank, all for doing what he would have done for free anyway. Get in, get out, get on with his day. At least, that's what he thought.

I don’t apologize or regret the destruction I’m about to cause. I’m at peace with what I must do...nothing can or will stand in my way. Not even the raven-haired beauty with golden eyes who haunts my dreams. No one is innocent in the story of my life. Fairy tales don’t exist! I. Make. No. Excuses. Everyone needs to atone, and I’m the man who is going to see to it.