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My grizzly bear is one step away from snapping, and I feel like I'm losing my mind. He has one overwhelming obsession. Finding her. My mate. The one I'm destined to be with. Watching my siblings find their mates while mine never shows up is enough to kill a man. But just as I'm about to crack, she walks into my life, all soft curves and shy smiles. The second I smell her sweet, intoxicating scent, the beast goes quiet. We know she's mine. The torturous wait is finally over. All that's left to do is mark her. But there's a problem. I have a secret that's enough to make her stay away forever.

I've been in love with Sebastian Kemp since the second grade. Yes, the Sebastian Kemp. World famous hockey player. International playboy. Gorgeous heartthrob. I know, right? Get in line. I've been best friends with his younger sister since grade two, but I was convinced that he forgot I was alive. That's why I was so surprised when I turned on the news and saw my name and face all over it, saying that we were engaged. He shows up out of nowhere.

There was a fire in the break room. And I started it. Mr. Wallis is going to kill me. He takes one look at me and my blushing cheeks and says he's going to punish me his way. We're far enough from civilization that no one can hear me scream. Or moan. Or beg for more.

I've seen a lot of crazy stuff in my life, but an auction for women? That's got to be on top of the list. And they want to use my ranch for their next one. It's secluded in the Montana mountains where no one will interrupt their twisted little game for billionaires. I sign the contract and let them use the space. I'm mostly in my bear form these days anyway, wandering through the forest and I could use the easy cash.

I had strict rules while watching my sister's cat in her luxurious NYC condo. Give Munchies all of his medication, no matter how vicious he gets. Use coasters on all surfaces. And definitely do not talk to my sister's grumpy boss. I've never been good at following rules. Once I have the chance to tell off Mr. Strickland for working my sister to the bone... You better believe I take it. Mr. Dragon-In-A-Suit has no idea what hits him. I come in like a Tomahawk missile and leave him shaken. In more ways than one. But here's the thing. He leaves me shaken, too.

I’m the last of the original crew still working at the pub. Bridget met a guy online and moved to Australia, James got fired, Ivy had a kid, Zara went to work for her dad in Miami, and now Lauren is leaving too. I’m the only one left. With no prospects and no opportunities. Until out of the blue, I get one.

He's mean. And grumpy. When he's on the ice, he's the most violent player out there. But there's something about him I just can't shake. There's a sweetness hiding under that gruff, brute exterior. A little boy peeking out who wants to come out and play. I never thought I'd be with someone like Tucker McKinstry. But once I get past that rough hard shell, I can't imagine being with anyone else.

I'm only in this small Montana town until the mechanic fixes my car. That's my plan, but apparently, the muscular, naked guy outside has a different plan for me. His dark eyes are full of possession as he stares down at me like I belong to him. It's like I fell into an alternate reality. It feels like I'm inside the world of Alice in Wonderland, the porno version. He seems to be completely transfixed with my curves. And he's becoming more than a little obsessed with my body.

I'm new in this Montana shifter town and no one will even so much as glance in my direction. My father has made sure of that. I'm all alone and wishing for someone to look my way. And then someone does. A mean looking grizzly bear shifter named Damon Ridge, and once he sees me, he refuses to look away. This rough, wild-looking man keeps telling me I'm his mate. He keeps saying he's going to claim me. That I belong to him. I didn't realize how possessive a bear shifter could get.

One look at her walking through the halls of my office has me hooked. She's my new secretary and she'll have to obey my every command. Follow my strict dress code. And there's no experience required, in fact, her inexperience is preferred. Because I'm going to show her how a real alpha boss does it. I'm going to show her why they call me Mr. CEOooooooo.

It's been eight years since I've been stranded on this desert island. Eight long years of eating the same food, walking along the same beach, staring at the same trees all day long. But everything changes when a young, beautiful girl washes up on my shore. Her plane crashed in the ocean. She's stranded on the island now. This is my island and that means she belongs to me. I'll never be bored again. Not with those delicious curves and that pretty face. This desert island just got a whole lot more interesting. With her here, it just became a paradise.

Studying in London was an amazing experience, but was it worth it? That’s the question I keep asking myself. It cost me a lot. It cost me Colin Hill. I’ve been in love with that boy since the first time I saw him in grade three. I thought that breaking up with him before college was the right thing to do. But now, I’m not so sure.

It was love at first growl. I was drawn to this small Montana town from across the country. But trouble was drawn to me as soon as I stepped into Blackcloud Point. Luckily, one of the rugged locals stepped up to protect me. When I saw Cameron Bowen, I just knew. Maybe, it was the territorial way he looked at me. Or, his possessive touch.

My dad is in big trouble. He owes money to the most powerful man on the East Coast, and he can't pay. When I approach Mr. Connolly and try to take over the loan, he has a different idea. He's willing to wipe off the debt if I submit to him. I have to do what he commands, when he commands it. I think this over-the-top alpha male is a little obsessed with me. Good thing I love every second of it...

I've been in a bit of a funk lately. Who hasn't? Languishing in my room 24-7. Working, sleeping, eating, drinking. Too much of all four. Something had to change to shake things up. Enter my new roommate, Emmett. He hasn't just shaken things up. He's flipped and twisted me around in every position possible. My world has never been so shaky. There's a hot shredded alpha prowling around my apartment and he has a slew of new rules. He enforces them with a dominant hand and a possessive gaze. Following the rules has never been so fun....

My mother is getting remarried and I was originally thrilled. Not only was I getting a new stepfather, but I’m getting a stepbrother too. My enthusiasm left when I saw Tanner Lawson walk into the room. He’s my new stepbrother. My new filthy-mouthed, dirty-talking, obsessed-with-me stepbrother. I’ve always been a good girl. But my tattoo-covered, rule-breaking stepbrother is bringing out a new side of me. He knows how to push every button. He says we’re family now and we have to share everything. This is so wrong. It’s so filthy. But why does it feel so good?

This is the fourth book in the series, but it can be listened to as a stand-alone. Bare for the Alpha is the first, Spread for the Alpha is the second, and Wet for the Alpha is the third. No cheating and a furry HEA guaranteed. Enjoy!

The position was for a daytime nanny for my twin nephews. But when Avery appeared at my door, all of that changed. The innocence was beaming off her and engulfing her like a glowing cloud. It grabbed hold of my heart and twisted until I was wincing. Yeah, I wasn't about to let this little cherry get away from me. The position quickly changed to a live-in nanny and it started immediately. Because the master of the house needs his playtime too. And this little cherry is ripe for playing with.

It's my first day as the new reporter covering New Zealand's famous rugby team. I'm an American who knows nothing about rugby, but after taking one step into the locker room after the game, I'm a huge fan. These massive tough men are true alphas. And there's one who stands taller than the rest. Akea Saluni. The Samoan god. Covered in tribal tattoos, this chiseled man has muscles for days. He puts the moan in Samoan. He makes the Rock look like a pebble. He brings me to my knees. And once this possessive man lays his dark eyes on me, that's exactly where I'm going to stay.

They say romance died when society collapsed. They were right. It's brutal out here. My last date had no teeth. He took me to the Great Tire Fire and roasted a rat on a stick. I was convinced I was going to die alone at the tender old age of 22 until I saw Max. He was wearing a freaking skull on his head. It was terror at first sight. But like bacteria on wet socks, Max will grow on you. And this obsessive alpha might just give me the best happy ending you can get in this nightmarish hellscape.