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We're all bad guys, some of us are just better at hiding it . . . After a night of cage fighting, my underground life blurs with the peaceful one I've built at the Monarch Club when an enemy is sent to my bed. And I want to keep her there. The problem is, she's also in danger and my protective...

My one piece of advice: Never kiss a stranger. See, I kind of kissed this sexy man at the bar on a dare once, and it turns out he’s a Royal Fae destined to be my mate. Now I’ve been dragged to the Elemental Fae Academy to control the powers I unlocked that night.

Fate made a huge mistake when she mated me to Cadoc Collins. He’s the heir apparent. I’m a scavenger. My people are so low in this pack, we don’t even rank. I should have known better, but for one night, I let myself forget the facts of life in Moon Lake. Cadoc Collins might be powerless to resist me, but he’s not going to claim me, either.

Hayden Hall presents Book 5 in the Saints of Westmont U series. Contains mature themes.

I never intended to fall in love. This girl had goals and guys were an unwelcome distraction. Until I met Garrick, my sophomore year of college, and he blasted through the walls I kept around my heart, tearing them down.

My one piece of advice: Never kiss a stranger. See, I kind of kissed this sexy man at the bar on a dare once, and it turns out he’s a Royal Fae destined to be my mate. Now I’ve been dragged to the Elemental Fae Academy to control the powers I unlocked that night. So kissing? Yeah, that won’t happen again. Nope.

Hayden Hall presents Book 4 in the Saints of Westmont U series. Contains mature themes.

Some men ruin you slowly. Others break you all at once. Jace was never supposed to be in my life again. Not after what he did. Not after they took him away. But he's here, standing in my doorway with a smirk that makes my pulse trip and my gut clench. He needs a place to stay. I should slam the door in his face. Instead, I let him in. Enemies. Exiles. Rivals. Lovers? This isn't a love story. This is a disaster waiting to happen. And I can't wait for the impact.

He was supposed to be my study subject, not my obsession. Hayden Hall presents Book 3 in the Saints of Westmont U series. Contains mature themes.

Some mistakes you bury. Others crawl under your skin and never let go. Jaxon Mercer was supposed to be my past. The stolen kiss. The fist that followed. The silence after. But now? He's here—cocky, dangerous, and looking at me like he already knows how this ends. I should shut him out. I should forget the way he used to make me feel. But when he's this close, breathing is hard enough, let alone thinking straight. Enemies. Ex-best friends. Rivals. Obsessions. I don't know what we are anymore. But I know I want him.

I grew up the privileged princess of a journalism royal family. Then my father bargained away my freedom to a monster. Einar Rothkilde is a brute and a bully. He's also the disgraced prince of a hidden underworld that shouldn't exist. When my father threatens to expose Einar's secrets, the lycan prince turns the tables, promising to ruin my family for good unless my father meets his demands. And Einar demands me. To my horror, my father agrees, locking me into a contract written entirely on Einar's terms—and with no expiration date.

My life was just fine until he came down from his ivory tower. Sure, I lived my days hiding deep in the closet, but I got to see all the beautiful guys in Neon Nights whenever I delivered fresh produce from my father's store. But that was the best we could do. Until a man with wolfish eyes and a sinful smirk came to our little home and demanded that my father settle an old debt. He was going to ruin what little happiness we built for ourselves in Hudson Burrow.

The sexy newcomer at Neon Nights hates me. I'm not too thrilled about him, either, except that those hungry eyes full of hateful desire do wild things to me. I know I shouldn't meddle with a closet case. Good Catholic boys are nothing but trouble and heartbreak. Except that this Catholic boy is a foot taller and a foot wider, with dusty blond hair and piercing blue eyes. My legs turn to jelly whenever he comes near me. And all of a sudden, I'm messing around with the exact type of guy I should avoid.

Madison Masters is everything I want to be. He's confident, good-looking, and beyond popular. Wherever he appears, he's the center of attention. It's his natural charisma that pulls every gaze to him. Mine especially. I have been in love with Madison since the moment I met him. The only trouble is he has no clue that I exist. And even if he knew me, it would never work.

Assassinating the headmaster didn’t go as planned. Now Everbound University is on a strict magical lockdown, and the Immortal Quintet has arrived to hunt down the person who killed their mage—which, ironically, isn’t me. I’m also looking for the true culprit so I can find Kenzie. Meanwhile, the four gorgeous, stubborn legacies that I’ve fought tooth and nail to resist are starting to figure me out, little by little…but I’m also starting to understand them. And the more I do, the more I wonder if the gods really did match our broken souls together perfectly.

All I want is to help those who need it the most. So when a devastatingly handsome stranger lands in Neon Nights, the gay bar where we spend our days and nights, I immediately know he's in trouble. I also know that we share an instant connection that comes once in a lifetime, but our clumsy kiss freaks him out and turns the night into a total disaster.

When ninety-year-old Shirlene Foster dies, she is shocked to wake up in another woman's body. Even more astonishing, she's in a hospital delivery room, about to give birth. Fearing no one will believe her, she attempts to hide her true identity, but acting like a twenty-year-old proves impossible, and she realizes she must tell someone.

I thought I had finally found the connection I craved—three brilliant men who saw me, who wanted to break through the walls I had built around myself. But the closer we became, the more I realized that our bond was built on secrets, lies, and obsessions. What started as a simple beta test of their advanced AI system quickly spiraled into something I could never have imagined. They made me feel alive. But they also watched me. Analyzed me. Were completely transfixed on every single part of me.

I've always been on the outside looking in. A female tech genius meeting every conceivable human need for others, yet struggling with a basic fundamental necessity—connection. My days are filled with code and algorithms, but my nights are haunted by isolation and loneliness. When I'm asked to beta test a new advanced AI system created by three brilliant and painfully good-looking colleagues, what I thought was a straightforward task quickly turns into something far more complex. They started watching me. Tracking my every move.