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When a snowstorm hits days before Christmas and I'm the only one at the house, I'm quickly informed that I'll be spending Christmas alone, with only my dog for company. That's before things take a turn for the worse. I never would have come if I'd known they'd be here. Fletcher and Boone, my stepbrothers, were never the family I'd hoped for. They're the reason I ran away, the ghosts that haunt my sleep. I was promised they'd be too busy to come to the cabin this year, but someone broke that promise.

They kissed me like they owned me. Then they vanished. Now, my three ex-military cowboys are back—rich, possessive, and ready to claim what's theirs. I spent ten years convincing myself they never meant anything. That one stolen night was just a reckless mistake. But now Rhett, Arlo, and Shep...

Revna was once chosen as a sacrifice to the Gods, but another took her place on that cursed boat—and she can never forget. Commander of the Myddheim Maidens, she fights relentlessly to shield all she can from the darkness that's plagued her realm ever since. But now the boat has returned. To protect those she holds dear, she accepts her fate and is thrust into the realms of Gods and monsters. There, she must confront the one person who has haunted her days and nights for nine years: the God of Destruction himself.

One fake date. Three alpha bikers. My rules? Don't fall. Their rules? I'm theirs. I only agreed to one night of pretending. A fake date to keep my past in the past. But with three ex-military bikers in my corner, pretending is getting harder. They're looking at me like I'm theirs to keep.

My mother drilled that into my head since I was old enough to walk. Landing Sweetspire's most eligible tycoon might have gotten me away from her, but it turns out a fat diamond ring isn't the best Band-Aid for the rest of your problems. Starting over at thirty-two was never part of the plan. Neither was some twenty-three-year-old who's all too eager to play knight in shining armor.

Moving into my brother's basement after graduating from college isn't the end of the world. But getting stuck working for his best friend just might be. Aside from professionally getting under my skin, Liam Brooks owns the only tattoo studio in our perfect coastal town. He also happens to be the only person within a hundred-mile radius willing to employ me despite my shining resume. The truth is, he needs me, too.

My newest therapy client is the definition of a DILF. His distractingly handsome face is all to blame for my mess-up. If that wasn't bad enough, now I'm practically stalking the murderous golden retriever. Can he even hear me arguing for pottery classes over the electric carver? Oh, it's a bone saw? My mistake.