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When my friends force me to advertise for a new roommate, the last person I expect to turn up is the stranger I had a one-night stand with. He says he's a doctor, but I suspect that's a total lie. I can't stand his arrogance or the fact that he's always there, sticking his nose in my business. But I can't seem to keep my hands off him. Even when every part of me screams that the man is dangerous.

As dark secrets and forbidden lust intertwine, one burning question remains: can Noah and Anastasia resist the pull of their dangerous attraction, or will the haunting specters of their past ultimately drag them into a spiral of ruin?

According to my best friends, five months is too long to nurse a broken heart. They're determined to push me out of my nest made of sweatpants and sadness. I need to date, they say. They have the perfect plan, they say. Maddox Graves is the star center of the Minnesota Rogues, and he's every woman's fantasy. Tall, dark, and broody, he's the guy you picture when you're home alone enjoying some self-care. And after my friends win a date with him at a charity auction, he's all mine for one night.

Playing football is the only thing I've ever been good at and the thought of being a dad after my own is such a deadbeat terrifies me. But my son will know who I am... And June? The girl I haven't stopped thinking about for four years? I wasn't ready for her back then, and I'm not sure that's changed. I can't afford distractions. Not with my contract ending at the end of the season. So why do I invite them to live with me after a plumbing disaster destroys her apartment? Because I'm addicted. Addicted to her smiles, her curves, those damn yoga pants she wears around the house.

Mistake #1: One scorching night with Jacob Walker, Chicago Blade's notorious playboy and my brother's best friend. Mistake #2: Agreeing to be his fake fiancé to save his career. Mistake #3: Falling for the man who doesn't know he's about to become our baby's daddy. Jacob has a body forged in steel and a smile that can melt the ice… he's every woman's fantasy. I'm the team's new strait-laced PR executive tasked with cleaning up his image... while hiding my growing secret. Whenever he holds me close for the cameras, it feels less like pretend.

Wyatt Ellis, Brantley Ellis, and Maverick Wallace are just as pretentious as their names sound. Who cares if they're gorgeous billionaires? They are the literal worst. Between the long hours, the snippy comments, and the last-minute requests, you'd think even one of them would get my name right. Nope. They're infuriating. Insufferable. Overbearing. Unfortunately, I need this job. Especially after an unexpected expense, it makes me desperate, and I need to look at getting some cash quickly, but there's only one thing I have worth selling. My V-card.

I walked down the aisle in white—ready to marry the mafia prince. I walked out the wife of his father, the king. I trembled when the ruthless monster claimed my innocence. Now I ache for the touch I was raised to fear. They said it was for my family. For honor. For survival. That Matteo Davacalli would protect me. But he is cruel. Silent. Distant. Built like a god. Broken like a man. He looked at me like I was his salvation—a reprieve from his sins, or an escape from the love that still owns his heart.

I came here to hide from heartbreak. Not fall straight into it again, times three. One cheating ex, a million shattered promises, and a heat that decided to crash down weeks early. So yeah, I'm not exactly thriving. My only plan? Hide out in a remote cabin, write my next book, and avoid Alphas forever. Instead… Boom. Fire. Cabin gone. No explanation. No warning. Just smoke, ash, and the sinking feeling that maybe it wasn't an accident. Enter three local firefighters who are way too hot, way too kind, and way too Alpha. Atlas. River. Levi.

The protector is spiraling, and I'm his anchor. Life at Kingston University has only gotten worse. Secrets, lies, and death surround SIN. But nothing is as it seems. We each have pasts that haunt us; our futures are uncertain. One thing is clear, these brutal boys of SIN will protect me—and Chase—with their lives. But I'm terrified I'll lose them as our unknown enemy tracks closer. Someone is determined to take away our newfound happiness.

Enrolling at Kingston University and joining my mother's sorority was the worst idea ever. Someone's been in my room. They're taunting me, leaving horrific photographs and chilling notes on my mirror. My past has caught up to me, and it's tangled in my present. These brutal boys of SIN have me twisted up. I didn't catch on to their cruel tactics until it was too late. Now I'm being threatened and haven't a clue if I can trust any of them. One deranged watcher. One protective brawler. One determined pursuer. Beckham. Wilder. Royal.

I never dreamed I'd be a sorority girl, but from the moment I arrived at my mother's alma mater, the sisters of TZE have welcomed me with open arms. Unfortunately, Kingston University has hidden monsters of its own. I thought I'd be safe here, but I'm not. My past has found me, and it intends to chase me down. These brutal boys of SIN have a singular focus—making my life a living hell. I don't deserve the hate they're doling out or the games they're playing with my head. One savage hunter. One unhinged stalker. One brutal fighter. Royal. Beckham. Wilder.

Dear Sir/Madam, I would like to nominate my jerkface of a boss, Kingston Chase, for the worst boss of the year award. I don't know if that's a category at your esteemed paper as yet, but if not, it should be. Yours Sincerely, Skye Redding.

I don't date hockey players. Especially not my best friend's cocky, infuriating brother—the one I can't stand. But one scorching night shattered all the rules, and now, I can't stop thinking about what we started. Gio DeLuca isn't just known for his skills on the ice—he's notorious for his hot temper and bad-boy attitude that fans love to hate. He's also the kind of sizzling hot that makes you forget your own name, with a smirk that says he knows exactly what he's doing to you.

I'm the lowest-ranking wolf from a pack that only exists to guard the shifter prison in our territory, but I've been planning my escape for years. I just have to make it through one more heat, then I'm done with this pack and the alpha-holes that run it. Everything changes when my pack gets an invitation to Mating Season, the reality show where Alphas and Lunas from around the country meet to pick their chosen mates. And my Alpha is sending me.

Since I'm not going to fall for Dylan Stafford, it shouldn't matter that he shovels my driveway or looks at me like he could devour me. One kiss later—I, Marlow Taylor, am completely screwed.

Stalker exes. Momzillas. Drunk uncles. Hurricanes. Jealous siblings. Paparazzi. You name it, Kari Whitevelt has seen it all. That's why brides and grooms hire her. Because she makes it all go away. Wedding Protectors, Inc., is here to make sure that special day stays special. Whatever it takes. No matter what. When her newest client turns out to be her long-lost high school sweetheart, rising tech star billionaire Caleb Mikelmas, suddenly Kari's not sure whether she's protecting the wedding couple—or her own heart.

She's my best friend's little sister. A single mom who doesn't have time to waste on an older, wounded ex-mercenary. She's off-limits. And yet, I still moved to her hometown. I blame it on the job offer and the therapy I get at one of the top rehab centers for wounded heroes. The truth, though… I came to Whiskey Run because Abby Campbell and her daughter are here.

Dear Remington Parker, You may think you're the handsome prince of the law firm and I'm your dutiful wench, but I'm not here to be your plaything. Yes, you're handsome-ish. Yes, you're a partner at the firm. Yes, I'm your ugly duckling assistant. But no, I'm not desperate, and I don't want you. I have no interest in being the nanny to your newly found kid when you want to go on dates. And I have even less interest in your offer to teach me the ways of the world. In fact, after my makeover, I'm pretty sure I'll have plenty of men wanting to help me discover the joys of companionship.

I've left Caliburn. But when a stranger suddenly shows up looking for me, the four Caliburn Knights aren't far behind—and now they want forgiveness. With no other options, I come back to the only place with answers. There are strings attached. Protection they insist upon. Six-hour shifts, around the clock: four boys with swords, sworn to protect me from enemies I'm only beginning to understand. Except that somewhere between the piles of research and the hidden corners of the campus, things change. Like they're starting to… care. Not about me, but for me.

So much is broken. But the men who rule the Knights of Caliburn—the ancient order my four protectors answer to—don't know that. The White Brothers of St. Vincent have no idea what their sworn knights have done for me: vows abandoned, blood spilled, a sacred mission twisted beyond recognition. And time is running out. Kingston is fracturing under the weight of his choices. Kai's playing a dangerous game with men who never lose. Lanz is fading in ways that terrify me. And Callahan—steady, loyal Callahan—is being tested in ways that could shatter us from the inside. We can't hide for long.