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Rogue and Ara have fought tooth and nail for each other and their people, defying even death in their pursuit of peace and love. But when their bond was finally solidified, another chain was broken, and Rogue's hidden magic was released—a shock that no one, not even Rogue himself, saw coming.

When I met Dominic Reed, I got my first taste of death and became addicted to its flavor, its potency. I died when I fell in love with him and his thunder. Now, the death staring me down isn't the pretty metaphorical kind, but the kind that chases you down until your heart gives out. All because of love. Stupid love that I didn't even understand or want, but feelings were nonconsensual little devils. Dominic had started that revelation. Blake confirmed it.

I think I'm screwed. Seriously. Why, you ask? Because when one of the first warnings you get after joining the Chicago Red Tails hockey team is to never even think about touching Dex Foster's sister, you abide by your teammate's wishes. You do not find her adorably attractive. You do not befriend her. You certainly do not kiss her, And for the love of hockey, you Do. Not. Sleep. With. Her. See where I'm going with this?

I don’t want to be someone’s dirty little secret. I know all too well what that feels like. Guarding my heart means staying out of pro football player Brock Williams’s bed and out of the spotlight. After all these years, he’s exactly like I remember: charming, determined, and used to getting what he wants. And what he wants now is me. The chemistry between us is undeniable. The guy I always saw as a player is now the one who makes my heart beat fast—the one who leaves dirty love notes on my pillow. Oh, yeah…he also happens to be my brother’s best friend.

I couldn't protect the one person I swore to save. I failed her. Revenge was my mission, my reason to wake up. Getting recruited by Altman Hotels saved me. Until I ran into her: Denielle Keller. She represented the dark that had started it all. I avoided her for as long as I could. Now, we live under the same roof. And my hate for her is stronger than ever.

Conner Wiseman was once my only friend—until a cruel accident made him forget me. All through high school, I watched him, the boy of my dreams, longing for him to see me standing there. Then, one night, he noticed me in a big way. But only for one night. For that, I hated him. So I decided to make him hate me back. Fast forward ten years, and now Conner is the city's most beloved football hero, while I'm known as the cold-blooded heiress to my father's criminal empire.

When I met him, I didn't realize who he was. I still didn't when I let him take me back to his hotel for the night. I never expected to see him again. Until I found him on my father's couch, revealing he and I are connected in more ways than simply a one-night stand. To make it worse, he was a Saint, part of the ruling mafia family that owned the city of Redhill. I should have stayed away at that point. I had a lot at risk and my own mess to deal with, but it wasn't that easy. Not when he kept showing up, and that one night turned to two, and then three.

Thirteen years ago, I ran away from a cult, Sacro Nuntio, and became Lenix Taylor. Everyone knows me as a free spirit. No one knows about the horrible sins rotting in my past. Or how I killed the leader of Sacro Nuntio—my father—in cold blood. But the past never stays where it should for long. Now, after all this time, my brother has found me, and is threatening to drag me back to punish me for my crime. Escaping from that life was the hardest thing I've ever done. Staying free proves more difficult than expected when it involves the only person powerful enough to protect me—Connor Maxwell.

It was supposed to be harmless. One fake date with an off-limits football player I'd never date for real. Plot twist—Harry Westbrook is the exact opposite of harmless. My first mistake? Underestimating that boyish smile, those playful eyes, the charming words on those perfect lips. He claims to have a crush on me. But, as hot as he is, I'd bet he's scheduling booty calls like a dentist booking teeth cleanings. I'm Nadia Chester—in-house lawyer for the Paragons football team. Queen of logic and compartmentalizing. Resisting him should be easy.

It was a heat-of-the-moment agreement scribbled onto the back of a crinkled gas station receipt nine years ago. "If neither of us is married by age 30, we'll marry each other." Haha! So funny! Cash moved to a city 500 miles away, built his billion-dollar empire, and made a name for himself. Me? I stayed in our gossipy hometown, working a simple job and living a simple life. And we never discussed the marriage pact again. But I just turned the big three-oh, and Cash showed up at my door in the middle of a freaking rainstorm.

Friday night: A silver fox takes control of me in a one-night stand. Monday morning: He's my new boss. He commands every ounce of energy at the party. And I submit as his icy blue gaze undresses me on sight. Fast forward to me bent over a desk in an empty office instead of twirling on the dance floor. But when the weekend's over I get the surprise of a lifetime: my domineering one-night stand is my new boss.

I'm Karli Brighton, reigning Queen of Epic Screw-Ups. With twelve med school rejection letters burning a hole in my back pocket, I'm back in my quirky hometown for the summer. Grumpy and shame-faced, I'm not exactly in the mood to make new friends. Having a wild one-night stand with the charming pretty boy I meet at a local bar to feel better about myself? Probably not the smartest idea. But I take comfort in knowing that I'll never see the gorgeous stranger again. Until he strolls into my family home one hour later.

Kimmie Park has finally met a man who gets her and laughs at her jokes. Matt West is kind, compassionate, and a smoking-hot FDNY firefighter. There’s just one—okay, many—problems. They’ve never met in person because he lives in New York, and she’s in Oklahoma. He also doesn’t know that her life recently imploded when she very publicly quit her retail job and became a meme in a viral video, known as the woman who twerked as she told off her boss. And he has no idea what she really looks like.

My best friend's older brother. Melter of ovaries. Destroyer of panties. And suddenly...a single dad. Guys like Jasper—I bet you know the type. The chiseled arms. The wavy hair. The melt-your-brain-cells smile. Good thing I'm a smart girl—Honey Hill's former child prodigy, to be precise. I should know better than to fall for this playboy's charm. Here's the thing, though. The man is an expert at solving my problems, and he always knows how to make me laugh. And those hands... Those big, rough mechanic hands... Oh, damn. What's that I just said about resisting his charm? Never mind.

I have no business getting involved with Felix Brighton. I've seen the way he moves through our small town. With his playful smiles, hypnotic eyes, and easygoing charm, women are all over him with every step he takes. Meanwhile, I'm just sweet, quiet Daphne Beaumont. Just his younger sister's best friend. Just the girl he's barely ever noticed. Until I somehow end up in more trouble than I can handle and Felix makes it his duty to swoop in and save the day.

Rafael Aguado hopes to calm the waters between him and Cat, but that's hard to do when she'd rather see him boil alive. Maybe the water elemental could cool her off with time, but he has romantic competition. Rafael lost Cat to a handsome earth elemental years ago, and he refuses to let his rival win again. Even if it means kissing the hell out of the magical man to throw him off balance.

Once upon a time, Davis Westbrook was my small-town fairytale. We fell in love at 16. Married at 21. High school sweethearts destined for forever. Then, in one cruel moment, fate stormed in, knocked over our white picket fence, and stole our happy ever after. Davis and I moved on with separate lives. I run the local veterinary clinic. He is Honey Hill's hot-as-hell chief deputy sheriff. And we're nothing but cordial exes, politely keeping our distance around town.

I was a prodigy. A grieving sister. A girl falling for him. I died, and now I’m reborn. Stronger. Deadlier. Angrier. I’m determined to punish those that turned me into a monster. The curse kept me alive, but at what cost? I’m at war with my nature. I refuse to ever accept my fate. Once a prodigy, now a curse. Once love, now hate.

I was the average daughter. The troublemaker. The side character in my sister's story. My sister was a Prodigy; endowed with exceptional skills and bonded with a guardian. In a world where all leaders, scientists, and artists are selected and pledged to shifters, she was born for greatness. I was born to live in her shadow. In a moment of rebellion, I trespassed on pack lands and an alpha guardian shifter, Theo, bonded to me. Tragedy makes me reject the pairing. They say I am a Prodigy now—someone special. I think they’re wrong.

I was an alpha. A loving mate. A girl swept up in a cruel world. I escaped, but not without casualties. A determined force of nature, I’ve learned how to use my gifts. I’ve got an army of wolves willing to fight under my command. They call me their queen. My loved ones are in trouble, and it’s going to take everything I’ve got to bring them home. I’ve accepted my fate. Once a curse, now a leader. Once fear, now forever.