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Halston University was supposed to be my fresh start, my chance to prove I can stand on my own, except it’s not only passing classes I have to worry about. And then there’s them. Three guys, each with their own darkness and allure. My demons.

I may have escaped their house but there is no running from Grayson, Royce, and Logan. Not when Royce knows my most precious secret, Logan refuses to let me go, and Grayson hates to see me remotely happy. As if I don’t have enough to deal with already, between worrying about my daughter and dodging my sleazy boss, not to mention keeping up my grades, now I have to worry about what Royce might do with my secret while attempting to get over Logan and avoid Grayson at all costs.

Last Mistake is a LIGHT GRAY story with medium spice level and high angst! This story originated as a serial on Kindle Vella! Harley hates me, and my past deed haunts us… Until opportunity strikes to make it right and, for the first time, the hatred she holds for me disappears. Now she’s falling for the man beneath the mask—me. She needs to know the truth, but in stolen moments between whispered confessions, I chip away the walls around her heart in search of the woman I should never want... not like this. But I crave her.

As a successful boudoir photographer, Rayne lives a life behind the lens, capturing intimate moments for her clients. When she receives a booking from a mysterious couple, her life is about to change in ways she could never have anticipated.

I used to think surviving the worst was the hard part. But no one talks about what comes after. Learning to trust. To breathe without flinching. To be held without expecting to break. My Alphas saved me. Claimed me. Wrapped me in the kind of love I never believed I'd have. Every day, I wake tangled in their arms with their scents on my skin and their bonds wrapped tight around my soul. And for the first time in years, I feel safe. Whole. Even happy.

When I was little, I used to be afraid of the monsters under the bed. No one ever told me that real monsters walk in the daylight. For eight unbearable months, I've been their prisoner—broken, bruised, and forced to endure horrors no one should ever face. But survival is in my blood. When four dangerous Alphas from a rival family storm into my life, their rescue shatters the cage that's held me captive. They're everything I should fear: powerful, lethal, and unapologetically dominant.

Seven years ago, I confessed my darkest secret to my brother's girlfriend. When she broke up with him and walked out of our lives, she took my secret with her. But, with my band set to go on tour, I have a problem. I need a nanny for my autistic daughter. And unfortunately, Viola Starr, my brother's ex, is the perfect fit.

Henry Gauthier: Bassist. My brother's best friend. And my first love. He's also the man I grew to hate after a one-night stand went horribly wrong. I've spent the last three years successfully dodging him. Now, fresh out of a bad relationship and living in a new city, I finally feel like I'm starting to get myself together. And when an opportunity to produce Wild Minds' newest album presents itself, I can't help but jump at the chance of a lifetime. Even if it comes with a caveat. Three weeks in Hawaii, an impossible to meet deadline, and Henry Gauthier.

The mate I rejected made a grave error. He played his hand too early, and he underestimated what a shifter is willing to survive in the name of love. When my mates, my family, and my pack are all threatened, there will be casualties. Who deserves to survive? And when the pieces start to fall into place—who really gets what they deserve?

Aurora is out there somewhere, and I’ll do whatever it takes to bring her home. Thankfully, I’m not in this fight alone. I have Logan, my rock, who is always ready to catch me when I fall. Royce, who is learning to trust and opening his heart, and Grayson—still haunted but finding strength in our connection. Together, we're unstoppable.

I've been a recluse since the accident, but there was a wedding I refused to miss. I just never expected to come home with the bride. Now, I have a runaway bride in my Montana cabin who needs time to lick her wounds. Summer Kerrigan is as bright as her name, even on her worst days. Too bad she's been off-limits since she dated my brother in high school. It doesn't matter that fifteen years have passed since we lost him. She was his. She'll never be mine.

Quinn and her five mates can't change history, but they're determined to decide their own futures. They've survived a major loss within Cupid's Pack. Now they just have to survive...everything else. From misunderstood rivals to untrustworthy allies, every decision runs the risk of becoming life or death.

I finally went to get a tattoo. It was supposed to be a beautiful white lily, but the big, grumpy tattoo artist had something else in mind. Only, he didn't freaking tell me before he got started. When it's time for the big reveal, I don't see a pretty flower; I see his name tattooed across the back of my shoulder. He says I'm his. That I'm his mate. My friends tell him to go to hell. That we're suing. But this grouchy beast isn't shaken. He doesn't care one bit and keeps saying that he's marked me, so I belong to him now.

Star baseball player Bishop Henson was Bailey Landon's biggest crush—until every interaction with him leaves her believing that he's nothing but a playboy. Unfortunately, she keeps running into the infuriatingly handsome athlete at every turn. But she has bigger issues, including figuring out a way to save her family's farm. Right now, she doesn't need the complications that come with a relationship, and she's not about to risk her heart to the local baseball team's celebrity shortstop. At least that's what she thought.

As any true sports fan will tell you, once you have an allegiance to a team it's set in stone. It's unwavering. It's finite. You never leave. Yet somehow, I've been asked to do just that. To set aside my love for The Yankees and take ownership of The New York Lions—the worst team in Major League Baseball. Oh, yes, and turn them into winners. An impossible job I don't want, from a gift I couldn't get a refund on.

A car crash. A fake story at the hospital. She warned me when I dragged her from the nightmare that was her life that she could very well destroy mine. I didn't listen. I didn't care. I brought her into my home. Into my life. Gave her a job. My Pandora. A goddess amongst mortals who opened a jar and obliterated my world with her beautiful evils. But from the moment I saw her, I knew she had to be mine. Consequences be damned.

I'm her best friend's older brother. When this feisty little thing pissed off a rival mob boss, I should have felt like a bastard for stripping her bare, spanking her ass red, and then teaching her how a good girl thanks a man like me for his protection. But she was soaking wet and ready for me when I bent her over and took her exactly the way she needed to be taken. Because whether she likes it or not, she's always been mine. And she always will be.

After watching my older brothers fall in love, I knew it was a matter of time before I'd be the one mindlessly losing my head over a girl, but I didn't expect it to happen so fast. I was supposed to buy a house, get a job, and spend the next few years enjoying my youth before submitting to one woman for the rest of my life. Fate had different plans, though, sending me on a mission to pursue a girl who didn't want to be pursued. Too bad that fate and the past get in our way... Just when I think I'm winning, a well-kept Hayes family secret turns our lives upside down.

When Trent Clarke caught me picking pockets at eleven, he didn’t turn me in. Instead, he took me under his wing and taught me that in this world, you take what you want and never look back. He might have shaped me, but I built my empire of the most successful string of strip clubs on the West Coast. Now that I have everything, it’s time to track down my deadbeat mother and remind her who she left behind. That is if the drugs didn’t kill her already.

The second I lay eyes on Naomi Kent, I know I want her. And not just for my duet, though her voice is so strikingly beautiful, it can make angels weep. It's her mind, her passion, her perfect curvy body. Everything about her sets my blood on fire. But here's the thing . . . I need her to get this song produced. She needs me to help her regain the life she lost. So, any chance at an us . . . Well, that's a no-go, right?