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What do men want more than anything? Money and women. As the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the city, I am one lucky man. Everyone wants a taste of what I've got to offer—and it's massive. Girls fight over me in droves. In my fantasy, of course. I had to make some sacrifices to get to the top. To protect myself and the company, I always have to hide my dirty little secret… I'm a panty sniffer. What? A man has needs. Mine are just a bit more… outrageous. Instead of dating, I hoard panties.

The day I started seeing ghosts, my life went to shit. Too bad the Fates don't hand out gift receipts because, respectfully, I'd like a refund. Unfortunately, those meddlesome hags aren't even close to being done with me. A powerful, destructive creature is on the prowl and threatens the existence of the universe. The only way to stop the creature is with equal destructive power. That's where I come in. Not that I have any kind of destructive power of my own. That would have been way too cool. Instead, I've been tasked with acting as a supernatural dog walker for an equally powerful creature.

Kosta Troika has to betray everything he believes in, if he's going to save his pack. He'll do whatever it takes. He never expected the sweet, sassy girl next door with curves he's had a very naughty crush on for years would fight to save him. Heli's had it easy her whole life, until her sister gets kidnapped and her boyfriend turns out to be a werewolf. What's a girl to do, but save the day? Turns out that's harder than it sounds.

Elliot: My career took focus in my life while trying to make a name for myself in a male dominated field. I kept my gender under wraps until I was able to let my expertise speak for itself. But I was knocked off my axis when I ran into Arden, the man I had compared all men to since our one night together. Now he was taken - by another man - a very dominant man.

Spencer Crane thinks I’m a human tornado. I think he’s a calendar app come to life. While he schedules? I spin-out. When I spontaneously combust? He overcompensates. And this is why convincing my new boss to hire him is a completely brilliant idea. You see, workplace romance is forbidden, but attraction between total opposites like Spencer and me is a non-issue. I only wish I hadn’t discovered Mr. Clark Kent Glasses is (secretly) scorchingly hot. Even worse, he’s funny and chivalrous, and shoving me straight out of my Tess the Mess comfort zone.

I get it. We were in elementary school. Just a couple of kids on the playground. But after Nash Hendrix called me Enemy instead of Emily, his stupid nickname haunted me for years. Now our best friends are getting married, and they expect me to stand across the aisle from Nash the Ruiner without killing him? Whatever. I can survive that. It’s only for one weekend. Until it’s not. When I get roped into wedding planning at all the same places Nash is fundraising, I’m ready to blow up our truce. But the more time we spend together, the more I feel like…not murdering him.

As the VP of Kings of Retribution MC, I live and breathe club life. After suffering the loss of two women in my life, I grew cold and indifferent to the idea of love. I don't need to let anyone in. I've seen the aftermath it can leave in its quake. The last thing I'm looking for is someone to fill the void, until Bella Jameson.

All I wanted was to be free for just one night. Free to make my own mistakes, to do something daring and crazy. Something my parents would hate. Chase was perfect in that capacity. He was everything I could ever want in a one-night stand. The sexy-as-hell bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks was a walking, talking, fantasy come to life. My fantasy. He turned my world upside down that night. And it wasn't until I saw him a year later that I realized I'd never really gotten over him. The scary part? Chase never forgot about me, either.

Our night together? It could've gone better. For example, he could've chosen to not take a phone call in the middle of the . . . final act. But I'm willing to give him another chance. I'm a giver like that. And Spencer Monroe is, after all, one of southern California's hottest, wealthiest, and most influential men. He's exactly the kind of player I like to bring to his knees—in the bedroom and out of it. I never expected him to propose a fake marriage, though. I really never thought I'd accept.

Nothing's more romantic than matching with the same guy every time you reluctantly download a dating app. Hotter than ever—check. Off-limits—double check. Why does the universe hate me? Cole Kincaid is unfairly irresistible and the one guy I'll never have. My brother's best friend is all grown up, but he's not here to witness my messy girl era. He's Dad's new assistant coach for Heston U's hockey team. Match me once, we'll laugh it off and never talk about it again. Match me twice, well, this is awkward. Match me three-four-five times? My resolve is only so strong.

People think it’s easy being Felix Dodd III, and sure, the legacy and inheritance aren’t exactly terrible. But the name comes with so many strings; my hands feel permanently tied. Like I’m stuck following in my father’s footsteps. Like I can’t trust people’s intentions. Like my grandmother wants me settled down before my thirtieth birthday. I’ve got less than zero interest in marriage, ever since my one attempt at love crashed and burned. But Grams won’t let me access my trust until I’m engaged. Which means I need a fiancée.

Love is not for me, but if marriage is what it takes to become my father’s successor and save my family’s fortune from ruin, so be it. This is all for show. I just need to play it safe until the fake wedding fuss is over. But then she shows up. The cute pianist, hired to play at my engagement party. Sweet Elodie. Shy, innocent, and virtuoso - off limits and impossible for me to claim. Elodie is a sweet risk and a challenge like no other. Her weak attempts at fending me off only fuel my greedy hunger.

Growing up as the Princess of the Wind Dragons Motorcycle Club, Clover Black knows she’s had a thoroughly unique upbringing. As the daughter of the former President of the club, she’s expected to live a certain kind of life but she does the unthinkable…she goes to the police academy and becomes a cop. Without her family knowing. After being assigned a new partner, the handsome Felix Banks, a friendship blossoms, but as Felix teaches her how to be a better cop, she finds herself falling for him, all while struggling to keep her two lives separate.

This tight end is at the top of his game. He's good with his hands, even better with his sexy mouth, and the best at making me forget my own name. His--ahem--stats are perfect. But I can't fall for him. He might be everything I want, all rolled into a glorious package of gridiron god, but there's one teeny-tiny problem. The vile, loathsome team I've spent my entire life hating--my beloved school's arch-rival? This guy is their star player.

A few months after escaping the coven that drained my magic, life is golden. My little sister Maddie is safe and happy. I have my pack. I'm in love. But nothing gold can stay. Maddie's violent, dangerous birth pack wants her back. My four men and I face dozens of wolves, intent on taking my little sister by force. If we keep fighting, my pack will be destroyed all over again. There's only one sacrifice I can make to end this pack war. Myself. But you know me. I won't let that be the end of my story.

People may call me an "overachieving ice queen," but I would do anything for the people I love. So when my friends ask me to host an event at their famous farm, I'm more than happy to help… until I discover I've been set up.

I've never been enough for the people around me, not for my parents before they died and not for the tough grandfather who raised me. When he unexpectedly passes, leaving me the famous (and failing) Sugar Maple Farms, all I want is to sell so I can leave the weight of being a Carville behind. Until Jane shows up. The woman is smart, salty, and sexy as can be. I can't admit it, but her vision for Sugar Maple Farms is captivating. Everything about her is captivating. While we spend every day arguing, I spend every night thinking about her.

I've been suppressing my inherent Omega nature since the damn Council member delivered the news of my designation in the spring of my senior year of high school. I had dreams. I had travel plans. One stupid packet changed all of it—mostly. Four years later, I'm finally letting the Council match me with a pack. One night to determine the rest of my life. I'm skeptical until Logan makes the night fun, Carter makes it unforgettable, and Jude makes it intriguing. The Council pairing me with them is a dream come true.

I go through crushes faster than a kid goes through presents on Christmas morning. When I crash into my annoying(ly hot) nemesis and we get stuck on the elevator during a blackout, the last thing I expect is to develop feelings for him. Nate Cruz is opinionated, a stickler for justice, talks with his hands, and is the space heater keeping me safe while we're stuck on this freezing metal box. He's also the first person to ever push past my defense mechanisms and see me as more than "the girl who messes up everything" that my family sees.

I've been selected. One of forty Omegas from academies across the globe… a one in forty chance to be bonded into the royal pack. It has to be a mistake. The selection committee never would've chosen me. I don't even pay my own tuition. I'm a scholarship student from the bad side of town. I should know better than to hope, but after I meet the royal alphas, I can't help it. Kaz, Wolf, and Tai are everything I've ever wanted, and our bodies call to each other in ways we're powerless to control.