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Jessica Campbell had it all. Successful career. Beautiful home. The envy of her peers. And then she said no to the wrong man. When she’s taken from her home, she learns just how dangerous saying no can be. And whoever kidnapped her soon realizes just how dangerous she is.

Dana “Mac” McPherson is a goaltender without a job, a team, or a city. Until he lands in Denver as a backup goalie. He should be happy, but he’s not. Not only is his new job a step down from the starting goaltender position he’s used to, even worse, he’s uprooting his family from the only home they’ve ever known—and he’s doing it as a widowed single dad of two young children.

Once, Jake Shelborne wanted to play my hero. We were best friends. Inseparable. Now, he's all grown up. Infinitely more infuriating and infinitely hotter. Jake is the federal agent assigned to infiltrate the nest of vipers known as my family. For the next four days, Jake will play my fiancé. From the way he can't keep his hands off me, I'd say he's enjoying this a little too much. But I'm not the same girl I used to be. I want to control my own fate. I intend to save those I love, and I'll need Jake's help to make that happen. There's only one complication I can't handle: falling for him.

Life as a female fighter pilot with the Valox resistance isn't always easy, but it gets much worse when my ship dies on a solo mission. It gets even worse when I'm rescued by hulking, bare-chested aliens who are nothing like the Vandar I fought with against the empire. The Vandar horde that snatches me from my ship might wear the battle kilts and inked skin of their counterparts, but they have no intention of treating me like an ally—or releasing me.

The king is dead. He was the one person who could’ve protected my fated mate, the true heir to the throne. As a result, Thorn and I are being hunted as we scramble to find a way to survive this war. Even with our allies, our numbers are small—not great enough to fight the prince who is desperate to claim the crown.

When I stepped into the courtroom this morning, I intended to fight for my client's life. I never expected to run for my own. Now the courthouse is in lockdown, and I'm trapped in a tiny room with my nemesis—the West Oaks PD cop who hates me most. He's a single dad with a growly attitude, an ex-Marine, and he's the star witness against my client. But it turns out Detective Sean Holt and I do have something in common. This threat against us is personal, and the maniac behind it wants us both dead.

When Aurora Bennett witnesses a murder by a ruthless Los Angeles crime boss, she ends up stuck in her apartment like she’s the one who committed the crime. Then a sexy new neighbor moves in, and he’s just the sort of bossy, broad-shouldered male that makes her crazy—in more ways than one. Devon Whitestone can’t tell his neighbor Aurora the truth—that he’s actually a personal bodyguard hired by her brother, the owner of Bennett Security. Rule number one: don’t touch.

Lily’s trapped in a past she can’t escape. One night of passion with me seemed to help her forget—until dawn broke. She ran without looking back. When chance has us bumping into each other in front of a strip club (it’s not what it sounds like), she realizes she’s misjudged me—and maybe even her own heart. But she’s not ready to bury her specters, and what started as a one-night stand is threatening to bloom into something that will unravel her carefully laced-up world.

Not only is Dominick Vicario tall, dark, and wickedly attractive, but he’s also the head of the world’s most powerful underworld family. And the leader of the Fallen—former heavenly Watchers banished to earth who’ve become wealthy playboys. When I meet him, my life is circling the drain. My job is going nowhere, my boyfriend is a jerk, and I’m in debt up to my eyeballs.

On paper, Nash Jennings is intimidating as hell: former Navy SEAL, notorious loner, and the grumpiest sniper on the West Oaks SWAT team. But I don't buy it. I think he's actually a nice guy under that armor he wears, and I'm determined to draw him out. Make him my friend. Perhaps even make him smile. What could go wrong? More than I ever imagined.