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They call me RobinTheOmega. Hacker extraordinaire. Robbing from the rich and giving to the poor Omega organizations around the world. Fueled by energy drinks and Ritz Bits, my keyboard is my sword, and I will fight back against the man. Until I take the wrong job and find myself forced into a position where I’m surrounded by three alphas. One from my past. One from my present. One from my future.

I've had a crush on my best friend, Alex Mendoza, for years, and I was finally going to tell him how I felt. But instead, I got cold feet. And now he thinks I'm interested in his teammate—my ex. Of course, being the good friend he is, Alex has offered to make my ex jealous. What's wrong with a little play flirting? Well, for starters, I'm not playing.

Rich girl, poor boy. It was the oldest story. Yet it was ours. I knew Penelope was different the moment I laid eyes on her. But all she wanted was to be friends-with-benefits. My best friend told me not to mess around with the new girl. He didn’t say anything about marrying her. Or what might happen if we broke our vows.

Years ago, I told him I loved him. But he told me I was too young and he was too dangerous. Then he saved me from a vicious bratva attack and I saw him commit unspeakable crimes. That made me a witness. So I disappeared and left that world behind. I joined the FBI, started a new life,and never saw him again. Until I took an assignment that sent bullets flying and next, I’m hit, staring at those blue eyes once again.

This isn’t a typical love story. This is a story of what happens when love is so powerful and all-consuming that it has the ability to destroy everyone involved. It’s definitely not pretty and it’s certainly not a fairytale, but it’s their story and it couldn’t be told any other way.

The demon prince is arrogant, dangerous, and hot as sin. He is also my new owner. As a fae slave, I knew that one day I'd be sold at auction, but I never expected to be purchased by royalty much less by the demon prince himself. Rumors say that Prince Leo is a cruel master who murders his fae when they no longer entertain him. They say he's just like every other species that harvests the magic in our fae blood. But I know the truth.

Valda Hemmingway, the top-notch agent for The Hunters who save the world from monstrum, is prepared for anything...except for being forced to work a New Year Eve party. Worst yet, The Bringers, the rivals in protecting the world from monsters department, are there as well, including the most annoying thorn in her side: Jeremey Darington.

I lie down for just a second…. The next thing I see is the chiseled and extremely grumpy face of my billionaire client, Theo Barnes, looking down at me. If I’m Goldilocks, he has all the grouchiness of three bears. I was overworked and overstressed, juggling photographing his fleet of yachts with my other projects. Add in a super comfy bed on one of his yachts, and I’m out. Now I’m about to be fired.

There are things Micah knows about himself: he loves hard, he loves fast, and he’s always a bit too much. And his life has done nothing but prove him right, until a man shows up at the bar where he’s working and offers him more than just a new job - he offers him a family. Micah settles in in Fairfield, Colorado as Irons and Works’ newest tattoo artist, happy and only a little jealous of all these men who found their happily ever afters.

I’ve always been a good girl. The perfect daughter, the perfect student. And now, I'm the perfect prey. Caught in the trap Professor Richards so neatly laid out for me, I have no choice but to submit to his every depraved demand.

When Irene is kidnapped by a gang of monsters, she is shoved straight into a world of magic and murder. A mothman. An Unseelie. A demonic plague doctor. The Freaks are a terrifying group ready to wreak havoc on the world that destroyed their humanity. As these creatures drag Irene into the dark, they crave her soul, mind—and body. The longer these four are together, the faster they fall into a terrifying type of love. Will the demons take the wings from their caged dove, or will they set her free before their world devours her?

Harleigh Wren Maguire is broken. At least, that’s what it feels like, a puzzle whose pieces no longer fit right. She knows one thing, though: Never trust your heart. It won’t lead you right, it’ll trick you. Betray you. And in the end, it’ll kill you. Phoenix Wilder is angry. At least, that’s what it feels like, eating him up inside. He knows one thing, though: Never trust your heart. It won’t fix things, it’ll break them. Taint them. And in the end, it’ll destroy them.

The night Kicks woke in the hospital with fresh scars and a missing eye was the night he promised he would never, ever let himself be vulnerable again. And as the Road Captain of the Broken Chains MC, he managed to keep that vow for five long years. But the universe has different plans for the biker when his President sends him on a mission to escort the rabbi, Jude Burns, who is now under the protection of their club. Kicks doesn’t want a babysitting job, but he’s not sure what to think when he’s faced with a mouthy, stubborn man who seems far more sinner than saint.

Gunner has spent half his life running from his past, and the other half trying to protect himself from ever being vulnerable again. He’s escaped his old club and worked hard to earn the VP patch on his cut after joining the Broken Chains. But his entire life is turned upside down when Gunner’s past comes back to haunt him, and the club’s Deaf delivery guy ends up at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Nine months ago, I hooked up with the funniest, hottest, most amazing woman. It was supposed to be a vacation fling. She'd broken up with her ex. I don't do commitment. I was totally cool with "what happens in the skiing lodge, stays in the skiing lodge." And damn, did a lot happen. All over the place. In all kinds of positions. Over and over again. I was stupid to agree to her rules. Stupid to let her go. Then I see her walking down the fairy-lit street, a couple of weeks before Christmas. Our eyes meet and the chemistry is still hot enough to melt snow.

Every time Smokey stares at the President patch on his cut, he feels like an imposter. After all, that was not the life he was supposed to lead. In his former club, he did what they asked, when they asked, and that was enough for him. But 30 years later and the fate of the Broken Chains resting on his shoulders, all eyes were on him.

Missing his dominant hand and half his face covered in scars, Miguel Ruiz can kiss his dreams of a happy future goodbye. He resigns himself to a life of servitude in a badly run club until one day, a tattoo artist in a random bar sees both talent and a future in the scarred artist. He makes an offer Miguel would be a fool to turn down, and Miguel decides it’s finally time to start living for himself, even with the 10 tons of baggage he’s carrying on his shoulders.

I’ve officially screwed the pooch. Not literally, because that would be disgusting. But I did break one of the cardinal rules of bro code, which is equally appalling. You see, I fell for my best friend’s sister, after he explicitly forbid me to go near her.

At 18, I was a young man winning the game of life. I had a college football scholarship and a cute girlfriend on my arm for my hometown’s annual Halloween party. Forget spiking the punch. The eccentric old scientist who lives in the woods brewed something more potent…and permanently life-altering.

The first time I met Noah Parker, he asked if I was an escort. Apparently when you’re a billionaire sports agent, finding strange half-naked women in your hotel room is…normal? That didn’t stop me launching a stiletto at him. He’s fine—good reflexes. Still, he walked into my hotel room—claiming it's his—and has no plans on leaving. Neither do I. Which is how I end up sharing a bed with Mr. Jerk. Platonically…more or less. Nothing happened, I just might have had a few naughty thoughts and some very pleasant dreams. He’s hot, all right? A hot jerk.