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This collection includes Just A Little Hookup, Just A Little Secret, Just A Little Promise, and Just A Little Chase.

Why am I pink? I've always wondered. I've always asked. I've checked every file in the ODP archives, too, but nobody could ever give me an answer. Until I meet three high fae who seem to know everything about me. They mock me, humiliate me, and I can do nothing but take it. And that's not even my only concern. Derek Dane is gone, and Dominic needs my help to find him. Having to play bait isn't something I look forward to. Sleeping under the same roof with him is going to test both of us, and we were never good with keeping our hands off each other.

I run into Salvation on the sidewalk—literally. All six-foot-five dark, imposing inches of him. His scent makes me forget all the reasons I've sworn off Alphas and the rest of his pack smells just as sinful. They want to help me. Save me. Make me theirs. Fate may have brought us together, but the past has taught me that dreams are just illusions. My old pack will never let me go, and they're dangerous. So dangerous I should keep on running to keep these new, tempting men safe.

I'm twenty-six years old, and I want to die. So when I wake up at the hospital with my brother weeping over me, I know my life is about to change. What I didn't expect was to get a nurse with cruel eyes and a morbid sense of humor that surpasses my own. I'm even more surprised when I arrive at Harlow Sanctum and realize that my brother selected an unorthodox rehabilitation center that rooms people based on their treatment plan. And my roommate is none other than the man with cruel eyes I met the day prior.

With Lauren Connelly’s ex marrying her sister, the last thing she wants is to show up at the wedding without a date. Which means finding a fake boyfriend ASAP. The charity bachelor auction provides a solution to her problem, except the man she bids on turns out to be a gorgeous but grumpy executive who scowls more than he smiles.

I’d played kiss chase when I’d been younger, but never with the devil himself… Never did I dream that my big day would turn into a bloody wedding. Handsome, cruel, and ruthless, Marco Marchiano is the Capo of Chicago and is feared by all. He terrifies me with his darkness, confuses me with his tenderness…and devastates me with his touch. And with this man, I am forever falling.

My rock bottom is a warm beer in a smelly country bar, an empty wallet, and nowhere to sleep. A few days ago, I made a terrible mistake. I stole something valuable from very bad people. And now they're here, armed to the teeth, about to put me out of my misery. Except they don't. Because an unexpected stranger swoops in out of nowhere and saves me. Anton Ulianov. Six and a half feet of broodiness, arrogant as hell, he's the dictionary definition of "D.A.N.G.E.R." And he takes out my attackers like he's taking out the trash. One thing leads to another, and I end up in his bed.

In the dystopian realm of The Order, society is eternally divided between the privileged Untouchables and the struggling Unfortunates. The Untouchables, draped in opulence and power, govern the city with an iron fist, casting long shadows over the impoverished Unfortunates who toil beneath in the murky depths of the working class. As the ruling elite revel in excess and luxury, the Unfortunates navigate a world stacked against them, grappling with meager resources and restricted opportunities. The social chasm widens daily as the Untouchables tighten their grip on wealth and influence.

Brandy Bloom plans to seduce the man of her dreams at an office Christmas party but finds herself kissing his twin, instead. One night only is her plan but Max Corbin has other ideas. The sexy elf who kissed him under the pretend mistletoe is a special woman he has no plans of letting go.

Going home wasn’t an option, not when I promised Callie I’d stay. She swore I’d eventually feel like I belonged in this small town. The club ensured I had a job, and a place to live which reluctantly earned my loyalty—until I discovered their little caveat. The apartment technically belonged to the new president. I was welcome to stay… as long as I understood it meant sharing. And my new roommate? The very man who turned avoidance into an Olympic sport.

Alone and outnumbered, I'm held captive by my worst nightmares. My old pack thinks I'm worthless and weak, but I'm not the same Omega they once knew. They have no idea how hard I'll fight to get back to them—the six men who claimed my heart. My scent matches. My perfect pack. I'll go to any lengths, walk through any hell if it means getting to see them again. Now that I've had a taste of love, I'm not giving it up. I know my mates are coming for me, but if life has taught me anything, it's that sometimes, you have to claim your destiny for yourself.

They're trying to steal my daughter. My fake husband and his depraved brother—the two men conspiring to ruin my life. I did the only thing I could do: I took my baby girl and ran like our lives depended on it. But you know what they say: out of the frying pan and into the fire. I thought my fake marriage was a nightmare. Little did I know… The things my husband intends to do next are far, far worse.

My fiancé is screaming at me in public. I'm used to it. My role here is to look pretty on his arm and to play nice so he doesn't hurt my sick daughter. What I'm not used to is the man who comes to my rescue. Adrik Tasarov is a tall glass of gorgeous. He's got a jawline that could cut glass and eyes that could melt steel. Best of all: my fiancé is absolutely terrified of him. So when Adrik asks me to dance, I say yes. When he asks me to do a little more than that, I say it again. Then comes the make-or-break moment. Adrik offers me a fake marriage to get me out of my real one.

You think it can't get worse? It can. Because as I sit here with my growing belly, tied to a chair, waiting for the bullet to end my life, I only have one chance to survive. Anton Ulianov. The man who became my boss and made me pregnant. The man who thinks I've abandoned him. The man who hates me. Of all the people in this messed up world, he's the only one I can trust.

For 21 years, I’ve lived a relatively quiet life in Cascade Falls. But there’s more than meets the eye to our small tourist town, and I seem to get caught up in a not-so-hidden criminal empire that I never wanted any part of. The tangle I'd much rather get caught up in? The heartfelt boy next door who I’ve been crushing on for years. The sexier than sin liar who has made it his mission to keep me. The man who already has my heart but could never have my body. The sweet southern gentlemen whose darkness can’t be tamed.

After being attacked by demons, I never expected to discover that the man I'd been seeing was the Crown Prince of the Demon Realm. When he proposes we marry to keep me safe, I agree, not realizing I would be so much more than just his wife. I would be his Queen, one the Fates foretold would sit by his side. But to secure his rule, his throne... He needs an heir. Suddenly, I'm spending every night in his bed, and I can't help but wonder... What if the Fates had been right, pairing us together? What if we were something... more?

Nora Summers is the Perfect Omega. No, really. That's what they call her. The pride and joy of the Design Clinic, every bit of Nora's genome was specifically chosen to make her the ideal Omega. Luckily for her, she was guided into reaching her full potential.

It's been five years since I died and I'm still here. Still haunting this world. I've all but given up hope of passing on the other side when I'm dragged to a spring performance with Yelina and Jericho. It's there that I see the most beautiful phantom I've ever witnessed dancing on the stage. Only after meeting her do I realize how similar we are. But darkness chases her, keeping her distant from me. But how far am I willing to go to find peace?

After my latest holly jolly break-up with the fake mall Santa Claus of my dreams, I escaped to a small town winter wonderland in the middle of nowhere. But it's just my luck that I run into the only person in the world who could get my Christmas lights in a twist: freaking Nicholas Ryan. A man I haven’t seen in twenty years and who I never wanted to see again. Except now he’s my hot bartender, complete with a silver-fox beard, a twinkle in his eye, and looking a lot like my one true kryptonite: jingle belling Santa Claus.

She is my fair lady—my Eliza Doolittle if you like. A blank canvas on which I will create a masterpiece. Somebody to fool the most discerning eye. But I am no gentleman. I am the man she fears the most. The devil waiting behind the mountain range. I will teach her how to be my perfect woman, and she will thank me for it. I am the master of the game. She doesn't even realize we are playing one. She signed a contract inked in tears and sealed with blood. Now she is mine, and there is nothing she can do about that because hidden in the small print—she gifted me her soul.