Talia isn't who she is supposed to be. The youngest daughter of a prominent and powerful Alpha/Omega family, every one was shocked when she was designated a beta. She was passed from pack to pack for years, and as result she has one last chance with Alpha Devon Johnson's pack. The only problem... they don't want her. They don't want a beta. Especially a female beta. Lonely and desperate for a place to call home, she vows to make this work. But the pack gets the final say, and they all want her gone.

When he showed up with a gunshot wound and asked me to lie to the police, I knew I had a decision to make. I could risk my entire career to protect him, or I could do the right thing and turn him in. The choice should have been easy, but it wasn’t. Not when his brother was my friend. Lines were blurred, and suddenly the morals in my life were tipped upside down. We’d been taught to trust those in uniform, but what if the monster standing before me—swearing to keep me safe—wasn’t the bad guy at all?

I retired from the Army Special Forces, purchased a bucolic little Upstate farm, and intended to spend my winter years restoring the ancient house, away from people. It wasn’t as fun as I thought it would be, but it was too late to change course now. When I got a call from an old colleague, everything changed. A favor was owed. A wounded agent needed a place to lie low and hide out from the criminal organization that was hard on their heels.

When Lillith Harper saves the life of the deadliest member of the Hellfyre Motorcycle Club, his appreciation quickly turns to obsession. The main problem? It's not entirely unwelcome, even when people around her start to turn up missing. Or worse—dead.

I quit my job and flew to Colorado to hike a 500 mile trail. Yeah, I know. Stupid idea. Spraining my ankle on day seven was even dumber. Until I was rescued by a trio of chiseled mountain men. Now I’m recovering in a quaint mountain town. Just a week or two until I’m healthy enough to resume hiking. And how do I decide to spend my time? Falling for my three rugged rescuers.

They say I'm jealous. Possessive. Obsessed. I say I know what I want, and I want her. She'll be my submissive. My property. I'll teach her what it means to submit. I'll show her what it means to obey. So I hire her for a job. To be my accomplice. We'll pull off the biggest heist known to Corsica. They say money doesn't buy love… But it can buy her.

When your life falls apart and grief consumes you, what better way to forget than to take a winter mountaineering course in the Scottish Highlands? That was my thought when I booked myself on to it. Now I’m regretting ever signing up. Getting paired up with a grumpy stranger who thinks I’m a foolish amateur is only the tip of the iceberg. When an avalanche hits, we get separated from the group and have to find another way down the mountain.

Creating our fantasy jars filled with love notes of our secret desires was a way to revive the monotonous routine that had become our marriage. But pulling that little piece of paper with my husband's most desired secret was a shock I wasn’t prepared for.

I was 18 when I ran from the men I loved, all because of a phone call I overheard. My best friend and I decided it was time to face the past, so we moved back to our hometown. As fate would have it, I ran into the men I was so desperately trying to avoid. Knox, Aidan, and Phoenix broke my heart, but now they say they want me back. Can we forget the past and start fresh, or will it only end in heartache?

She was my salvation—until she became my destruction. Once, I would have bled for her. Now, I burn for revenge. She and her father didn’t just betray me. They destroyed me. Left me broken, bleeding, crawling my way out of hell. And now, years later, she’s back—wrapped up in a satin bow with a convenient case of amnesia? Nice try, princess. But I don’t believe in fairy tales. I bought her at an auction. Now I own her for a week. Seven days to make her remember exactly who she was to me. Seven nights to make her pay for every lie.

The Lords own me, and they are never going to let me go. At least, that’s what they tell me. Lord Alaric Cross. Lord Gideon St. Claire. Lord Sterling Beauchamp. Lord Theodore Wolf. Four brooding men who make my worst nightmares seem tame. To the public, they are titled aristocrats with royal lineage. In secret, they make up the Lords of Darkness—an ancient order that rules the underbelly of England with a lethal, iron fist, leaving skeletons in their wake. And as fate would have it, my father was the fifth Lord of Darkness. His sudden death means I am now a Lady of Darkness.

After my divorce, I swore off dating. No commitments, no complications—just a clean, quiet life. So when I’m assigned to fix Kaden Crawford—the grumpy hockey star with a reputation as the league’s biggest PR disaster—I’m determined to keep things strictly professional. But Kaden has a knack for creating chaos. The solution? Staging a fake relationship to save his reputation.

My best friend and I want the same girl. But Lace Lowell is mine. She was mine first. She’ll be mine forever. Sure, she was his friend when they were kids, long before I ever met her. But that’s in the past. This is now. I’m Warren Jinkins. War. My name is my battle cry. I take what I want. I don’t ask, and I want her.

I was bored but perfectly content in life until my seemingly innocent coworker got me an invitation to an elite, underground kink club. Secure with myself and my sexuality but completely stale in my love life, I followed my curiosity into the Den and met the sexy, forbidden King of Beasts. Guiding me through different rooms of pleasure, the only thing I wanted but wasn't allowed to have was him.

I love the dead—a passion for them if you will. There’s nothing like cutting, collecting, and storing parts of them in jars. Can you keep a secret for me? What I’m doing is immoral, but I’ve found someone special to love. If anyone were to find out… You know what? Let’s hope that never happens, because it’s Illegal!