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Erin Doyle can't stand manwhores, and she particularly can't stand Brendan Langstrom - the guy who avoids relationships like the plague and never sleeps with the same girl twice. She and Brendan have waged a war of mutual disdain for years, but when Brendan picks up the pieces after her world unravels, they'll be forced to admit that beneath their dislike is something else entirely - something they're not supposed to feel. Because Brendan isn't just her nemesis...he's also her fiancé's best friend.

The strong and sexy Blake Bennett is downright irresistible. And I am doing everything I can to resist his charm. I can't possibly fall for Blake. But when I need a temporary place to live, and I accept Blake's offer to move next door to him, things escalate. How am I supposed to resist the man who's hell-bent on having me?

For the first time in shifter history, our community is plagued by internal conflict. Packs are turning on each other. Rogues are under the control of an unknown force. And a power vacuum has left us with no clear path to peace. I already lost my mate to the chaos, but there's no time to grieve. As my sister comes to terms with her place in our family's legacy, I'm ripped away to a secret community that intends to transfer ultimate power to me. It's not the life I envisioned, and training for the role means facing dangers I'm not prepared for. But the fates always have their say.

You don't choose when. You don't choose where. And you don't get to choose who you fall in love with. Jack Dalton is charismatic, cocky, and determined. Johnny Outlaw, his rock-star persona, is irresistible, smug, and demanding. Two sides of the same man. Both sides are too hard to resist.

Before I met Smoke, I'd never been kissed - really kissed - by a man, let alone a biker sex god bent on taking my virginity and my heart. I got dragged into the deadly world of the Iron Horse MC by my crazy twin sister, who is engaged to the club's president, and my even crazier mom, who cares only about herself. Smoke has been assigned by the club to keep me safe even though he's everything of which I should be afraid.

In losing her dad, Ash learned an important lesson: Being a Disciple is dangerous. She couldn't stay and wait for the club to take the man she loved, too. But when a threat to the club puts her in danger, she has no choice but to return to the world she left behind. Sketch has what he needs: his tattooing, the club, and his bike. Wanting more was just a pipe dream that died when Ash left. Now, she's coming home - but not by choice, and not alone. Suddenly, nothing matters except the one that got away, and the daughter she came back with.

Growing up poor in small-town California as the oldest of six siblings, I knew I would never ride off into the sunset with anyone. That was even more apparent when a senseless tragedy took the lives of my parents, forcing me to become the sole guardian of our dysfunctional household at the mere age of 23. Then a fateful encounter literally brought Prince Charming to my doorstep. At first I thought Viktor was just your average businessman passing through, albeit obscenely handsome, six-foot-five, blue-eyed, and mysteriously rich. But soon I discovered the truth behind Viktor's façade.

Shelby Hunt has the perfect life, married to the perfect man. At least, that's what anyone would think, looking at her. They couldn't possibly know about the past five years of lonely nights, or the divorce papers still sitting unsigned on her husband's desk, or the shady business practices he's brought home on more than one occasion - often in the form of scary men with loaded guns and briefcases full of laundered cash.

A widowed father of two little girls. The beautiful nanny he's hired to raise them. A forbidden romance unlike any other. When I first applied for the job I thought it would be like all the others: working as a nanny for an aristocratic family. Then I got the job and found out how wrong I was. Now I'm the new nanny for two adorable little girls who happen to be princesses. Their father is the widowed King of Denmark. And my new home? The royal palace in Copenhagen. Adjusting to my new life isn't easy but the hardest part hasn't been the girls who still grieve over their mother's death.

Olivia Bridge has always been a good girl - good grades, good friends, and a good job that her wealthy parents handed her. Desperate to carve out a life that is truly hers, Liv walks away from it all and takes on the challenge of helping her brothers open a chain of fitness centers in New York City. Just as she's beginning to find her footing in a new place, she's caught between two men who couldn't be more determined to turn all her goodness inside out.

They came for her in the night. When she wakes, she's in a cell. She has no idea if it will help, but it is the only option she has: She tells them she belongs to the Savage Disciples MC. Years ago, he lost everything. Now, the club is the only thing Jager allows himself to care about. Nothing matters but his Savage Disciple brothers. At least, until she arrives, and he has a decision to make.

For the first time in my life I know what it's like to be completely and truly adored by a man who loves me for exactly who I am, a high-functioning autistic with more personality quirks than there are stars in the Texas Hill Country night sky. Some people think my boyfriend, Smoke, is a total biker psycho, a natural born killer who will destroy anyone who threatens what he considers his. They wouldn't be wrong, but he's so much more than that. He's my salvation....

The minute he opened his sexy mouth, Holliday Hughes should have known Jack Dalton was trouble. His smooth pickup lines, broad shoulders, and ridiculously handsome face charmed her right out of her clothes. She gave into her desires, the instant attraction blinding her to the obvious.

Jack Dalton was charismatic. Johnny Outlaw was irresistible. Two sides of the same man, passionate about two things - music and Holliday Hughes. With her intoxicating mix of strength and vulnerability, confidence and sex appeal, he couldn't get enough of her.

Love is supposed to be magical. Ours is suicide. The first time I met Emma Jean Parish she conned me into taking her p*ssy. Her cat. When she was 16 she conned me into her first kiss. At 18 she gave me everything. She's a con artist. I'm a criminal. I use her. She manipulates me. Our attraction is explosive. What we have can be forever. If we survive the detonation. Contains mature themes.

In my darkest days, I found solace in the words of rock star god Noah Hart. He saw into my heart. And I saw into his. Even though we'd never met, I felt as if I knew the man behind the music. Then I met him. Noah isn't a wounded poet. He's a jerk. He's abrasive, cutting, and guarded as hell. He says people are selfish. He says we're only out for ourselves. He refuses to trust. He refuses to let anyone in. I'm supposed to be helping him write a song. I'm supposed to be his confidant. But the only time we connect is when we take to his bed.

The name's Barrett Callahan. Yeah, that Barrett Callahan - the one the press dubbed "bare", after those naked sexting pictures surfaced. At 25, I was armed with an MBA from Harvard, an executive position at my father's Fortune 500 company, a penthouse, and a different piece of delectable eye candy in my bed every weekend. I had a life most men dreamed of. But then my father decided to run for president, and my playboy lifestyle became a liability to his campaign that was built on family values.

Every family has a black sheep - even the royal ones. In the royal family of Denmark, that black sheep is me. Princess Stella, the scandalous divorcee, the only single mom in the family. It doesn't bother me what people say. It's always been me and my daughter against the world. Then that world of mine gets turned upside down. Prince Orlando of Monaco, whom the media has dubbed "The Royal Rogue" for many good reasons, comes to stay. The lewd words that leave his lips are inappropriate in any company. He seems to enjoy getting under my skin - and pretty soon, under my royal bedclothes as well.

The first time I spoke to Peter Greer, it was at my best friend's engagement party. He was introduced to me as her brother then, but I knew of him even before that. For the many years I'd worked in the admin department at Pierce Goodman, Peter Greer was one of the untouchables. A person so high up the chain of command that a lowly admin assistant like me had no reason to speak to him directly. Of course, that changed when I became friends with his sister. We were acquainted.

Bonded from birth and marked with a curse. Our bond was inevitable no matter who tried to keep us apart. The only way to save my family now is to work with my mate, the one person I'm meant to avoid at all costs. We're volatile and unpredictable, but we're stronger together than apart. I don't know that I can trust her, but it seems I have no other choice. This war is bigger than the Jarreau name. As humans close in on our territories, it's time our family accepts that no wolf fights alone.