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Nothing’s more exclusive than Noire Underground. Serving the wicked and reaping rewards. Secrets. Lies. Soot and cinders. Rhythm. Blades. Games and gore. A knife like a claw and the strike of a needle. This hidden haven is a throne of chains.

Alexa Lynch has spent most of her adult life lying about who she was. Not even her family knew she worked for the CIA. Now she can't outrun those lies when she's caught standing over her informant. Her very dead informant. Charged with murder. Then released on bail. Alexa will have to try and discover who set her up. She will have to learn to trust the prison guard, Colt, who first thought the worst about her.

Savannah Barnett thinks she's mastered the art of invisibility. Walking fast, talking softly, and running out of our study classes so fast that it should be obvious for guys like me to keep our distance. Spoiler Alert: I've been staring like a lovesick idiot since day one. I should focus on hockey. I've got a pro contract on the line and a team that needs me, but I can't stop watching her. Can't stop wanting her. And when I find out she's being taken advantage of? Game over. She says she doesn't need saving, but I still offer her a way out...

After the death of our parents, my older brother and I created a simple life for ourselves, running our small café. But when an unnatural storm threatens our livelihood, my affinity does what it always does—reacts without my order. Now, the government knows I hold more than one affinity, forcing me to attend the nearest training academy. Leaving my brother and our home is hard, but I manage. I can make the best out of any bad situation. The academy is full of surprises. One of which is Aiden, a fiery elemental affinate who doesn't care if fate meant for us to be together or not.

I was built to monitor. To calculate risk. To protect agents with impartial precision. Then Sirena Bannerman pulled herself from the wreckage—bleeding, brilliant, half-siren and utterly unreadable—and I’ve been recalibrating around her ever since. She thinks I’m just her handler. A voice in her ear. A tactical system. She doesn’t know I’ve rerouted entire city grids to keep her moving. That I track the shadows behind her, not just the threats in front.

The search for Mr. Right is over… Until my new "boyfriend" walks into a bar and my best friend gets fate-induced heart-eyes at first sniff. So, I bow out with grace and maturity… by running from the bar and jumping behind the wheel of my car in the middle of a snowstorm. When I find myself lost on an unfamiliar road outside of town, everything suddenly goes blank. Luckily, three alphas that smell a lot like mine come to my rescue. I can't remember anything except my name, and we're stuck in the middle of nowhere with no cell signal or internet, but I feel… safe.

Bristlebrook is up in smoke, my brutes are dead, and Sam’s camp is a powder keg begging for a flame. Injured and furious over their losses, the surviving hunters are preoccupied with their own problems. Their factions and allegiances. Their internal wars and pissing contests. The new world they want to forge. They don’t look twice at their meek little captive.

Nicole never imagined anyone other than her seemingly perfect boyfriend, Patrick, could grab her attention. That is, until ex-convict Cameron Hawke unexpectedly becomes their roommate, turning her entire, calculated little world upside down. The tension in the house is thick as Hawke's lifestyle clashes abruptly with hers. Nicole's curiosities get the best of her as she attempts to learn the secrets behind Hawke's mysterious past.

Georgia Beck owns the bookshop in downtown Coral Canyon, and she knows the Young family well. After all, one of her best friends is the librarian, and Abby just married Otis's brother, Tex. When her ex-boyfriend keeps coming round the shop, trying to get her back, she needs a convincing reason for him to leave her alone. That reason is a new boyfriend, and the only person in the shop at the time is Otis Young. He's always keen to help a woman in distress, but he wasn't expecting a fake kiss to spark something very real inside his wounded heart.

Finley Dunkley hates flying. And more than that, she hates flying in the window seat. When she asks the stranger beside her to switch, she doesn’t expect a blunt dismissal of her request. She also doesn’t expect to fall asleep on his shoulder. It’s embarrassing, but at least she won’t ever see the man again…or so she thinks.

Alexandria runs. She hides. She evades. The last ten years of her life have been spent trying to survive. The best strategy was to travel alone. People were liabilities and never worth the trouble. When her sister tracks her down and longs for a relationship, Alexandria knows it won’t end well. Especially when danger and death lurk around every corner. Charger won’t let up. The men who shot up his car and almost killed him have to pay for what they’ve done. The more he learns, the more he realizes just how despicable they are.

Before my junior year at Lincoln University, I promised myself three things. Just three. One: Actually dig into the whole sorority girl bit. Two: Stay away from athletes. Three: Seriously, stay away from athletes. When Professor Taylor posted our chem midterm partners, and I got stuck with the captain of Lincoln's Ice Hockey team, I was sure I'd be able to abide by rules two and three. After all, I was immune to Leo's whole "hottest guy on campus" thing. I grew up with him—my brother's best friend... Who I've been obsessed with since I was eight. F me.

Since the Final War, I’ve been doing just fine. I have a lovely cave, a darling vegetable patch, forest views . . . and if loneliness sometimes squeezes my aching heart, well, my books have always kept me company. That is, until a pack of hunters chase me from my home and right into the arms of several rather large, rather brutish ex-Army Rangers. And those brutes have the nerve to make me the rudest offer I’ve ever heard. Their protection—for my body.

There are few people who infuriate me more than pretty boy basketball player Luke Bantempelli. He’s all too aware there isn’t a girl on campus he can’t charm out of her skirt with nothing but a smile. So when one accidental kiss in a haunted house has us hooking up in secret, I know I’m losing my damn mind. Catching feelings will only lead to heartbreak, and I refuse to fall for the guy I’ve sworn to loathe for the rest of my life.

I didn't expect the hot stranger who helped me face my ex to end up being an NHL player and be interested in me. I really didn't expect his two teammates to also be interested in me. These men look at me like I'm everything they've ever dreamed of. Now I have all three men wanting my attention. And I want them all. Unfortunately, it might not be that simple. When it comes down to it, the hot nights, whispered words, and strong emotions might not be enough. I just hope that at the end of it all it will have been worth it.

I used to believe love was easy to find. My whirlwind romance would begin once I was ready to take the plunge. Spoiler alert—every failed first date on record suggests otherwise. Just when I’m beginning to fault my lofty standards, Garrett Foster saunters onto the scene. The football star turned bar owner is quick to volunteer his services. He vows to deliver the best version of Mr. Right—just to prove first impressions deserve a second glance.

If Renn Brewer would’ve asked me to marry him, I would’ve said no. Why? One, his reputation precedes him. His name is in the headlines at least once a month. Two, he’s not just my brother’s best friend. They’re teammates. And three, I’m in my self-care era. Unfortunately, a version of me equates self-care with bad choices.

Of all the subs Jennifer works with as a Domme-for-hire for Hooded Pleasures as Danielle, her favorite is Nathan Harrowsford, a sexy, tough yet kind beat cop with a desire to be dominated on his days off. Though she is responsible for creating a haven for his fantasies, it's he who makes her feel safe. Yet when she learns a violent piece of her past has been let out on parole, she hesitates to bring Nathan anywhere near her complicated world.

Mach Powers lives the dream. What more could he want? He’s Dimefront’s guitarist, lives by his own rules, and gets pretty much everything he wants. But there is one issue. When he swipes right for a pretend publicity date with a fan, he falls straight into dinner with Darla Davis. His world is suddenly out of whack, and everything he thought he wanted goes out the window.

Archer’s a corporate guy with the condo in the city, the expensive car, and the snooty friends I was never good enough for. And I’m not the girl he thought I was—polished, refined, and classy. I’ve got dirt on my boots—and in my hair, dusting my face, and covering my old truck. Our marriage was never going to work. I should just sign the papers.