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After I caught my boyfriend cheating, I tried to be mature about it with an amicable split. But he took his retaliation too far, and I have officially had enough. No more Miss Nice Haven. No one is allowed to lie to me, betray, embarrass, and devastate me, fill me with self-doubt, or put my future at risk, and expect to get away with it. He is going to feel my wrath. Enter Wick Webster, his archenemy. Nothing would provoke my ex more than to see me moving on with the one guy he hates most, so that’s exactly what I plan to do.

Davies McKellan is a man without a true home. The cocky mining contractor navigator has spent his entire adult life roaming the stars and refusing to be tied down by anyone. But that doesn’t come without cost. Like loneliness. When Davies makes his first run to the planet Pfahrn, he meets Olarte, a Pfahrn who intrigues him in ways he never dreamed possible. Except duplicity and deadly secrets are a killer combo that’ll make any man rethink his past. And if the eight-foot-tall green alien is Davies’ future, he might be down for that. He’s got priorities, though.

I never come in second—that's just how my daddy raised me. Except now, I find myself willingly choosing exactly that—being second. Publicly, I might seem to serve at the governor's pleasure, but that's nothing close to the truth. He serves me at mine. Especially the pleasure part. We both serve my husband, Carter. Or, as Owen dubbed him long ago, the bastard extraordinaire. I never knew what I was really getting into when I met Owen and Carter. Maybe it's better I didn't. Maybe I would've run away if I had.

Werewolf billionaire Zach knows only one thing—he and Stella, an assassin from an opposing pack, were meant to be together. But they've slept together and their mating bond didn't take, so he's condemned himself to be alone, whereas she's gone back to her world of being a killer for hire, until fate intervenes. Her pack needs his help, and access to his money, which he freely gives her at the cost of including him in on her plans.

Othello Maloik. The name should strike fear in your heart if you know who I am—a man of violent extremes. I got the taste for the finer things in life. Fine wine. Five-star food. And of course, beautiful women. But something is missing. More than money and fancy cars, I want a woman. Not one of the floozies that go in and out of my life. But a woman who will truly accept me for the violent man that I am. Who will revel in my kill count.

Collateral damage to her parents' toxic marriage, Maya Rayes isn't sure she believes in love. Short relationships are safer. She's surprised by a scorching encounter with her best friend's infuriatingly sensible and contained older brother, but they're complete opposites who struggle to find common ground outside the bedroom. There's no way they could turn into something more, no matter how tempting she finds him.

Despite his scrappy punk packaging, Evan's got a submissive streak in him that's just screaming to be indulged. So on the eve of his thirtieth birthday, Evan's wife Margie arranges for them to ring out his twenties by realizing his darkest fantasy—inviting another man into their bedroom. Margie's found the perfect candidate for Evan's birthday treat. Paul works as a bouncer at their favorite bar, and lucky for Evan and Margie, he's every bit the sexual Dominant his intimidating body suggests.

After my mom died, I knew I was at serious risk of a blue Christmas. The only upside to being called home from my wanderlust lifestyle is the chance to see Brady again. But will nice-list Brady be willing to get a little naughty if he thinks I'll be running off to another globetrotting adventure after eight wild nights? And can I pack away my feelings like holiday decorations after I've unwrapped the gift of being with Brady?

When a younger Jack runs into his high school flame at a strip club in Vegas and discovers she's in trouble, he's willing to do anything to save her—even if it costs him his immortal soul. Whereas when a younger, more innocent Angela and her best friend attract the attention of Gray, the Pack's leader—she thinks she wants to stay with Gray forever, until she learns the brutal truth about the Pack.

Jack: You would think that rescuing my boss and helping deliver her happily-ever-after would earn me a few points with Karma, or at least a couple nights off, but luck has never been on my side. I’ve got to make my own way in this new reality: my Mistress is dead, but Maya needs help fighting off other vampire gangs, a sacred warrior is after me for my part in their partner’s death, I’ve got a bloodslave following me like a pup, Francesca is breathing down my neck, the Dark Ink staff are in revolt, and the perpetual temptation of Zach is right next door.

Angela: Run. I need to run. My boyfriend, Mark, thinks his mafia connections will be able to kill my ex. But Gray’s an alpha werewolf and the leader of the Pack, Vegas’s most notorious motorcycle gang. It will take more than just a mobbed up human to take him down. To protect my boyfriend and my son—we have to run.

I loved Vincent and he loved me. Undoubtedly, incontrovertibly, with the fire of a thousand suns. But before me? He loved Max. The man who broke his heart, and the reason he had a wolf print tattooed upon his chest. I didn’t expect Vincent to get gunned down, but Vincent knew he was in danger—and he knew only one man could save me from dying too. He threw me into Max’s strong arms from beyond the grave. Max and I both want to avenge Vincent, more than anything—and Max is capable of it because he’s a freaking werewolf. The only problem is, he needs a mate, and I’m just human me.

As chief of staff to the governor of Florida, Carter has a well-deserved rep as a bastard extraordinaire. But when he's dealing with two governors for the price of one on Christmas Eve, will the Master find himself outmatched and outmaneuvered by his wily political pets?

Behind every good man is a real bastard. Behind every good man is a good woman. That's what they say. They're wrong. Even my wife would agree. The truth is, behind every good man is a real bastard—that would be me. I knew from the day I met Owen that the only way I'd ever get him was to make sure I took whatever it was he loved and wanted most and hold it so close to me that he couldn't help but come with it. He did. And now…now there are people who want to tear the three of us apart.

Jenna Smithson and Aiden Chad agree to disagree on just about everything—except for their mutual annoyance of each other. They both agree on that. A whole lot. Jenna works at a campus bar and knows exactly the kind of guy Aiden is, and Aiden… well he can charm just about anyone. Except her. So when they get paired up for a project, it’s a forced truce. They both have too much to lose and getting the grade is more important than their dislike for each other. Her sassy attitude is the perfect match for his confidence and humor and both like having the last word. No matter what.

Oriel: Humans have breached the barrier between the mortal and immortal realms, threatening war between them, yet I'm sent to guard one of the scientists helping to push their technology forward. An angeling's place is not to question the angels, but I fear this might bring the end of times.