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How did I become the hot hockey player's nanny? I'm glad you asked. It started with a catsuit and a debt I could never pay off. My dad stole money from lots of athletes, and I've spent years trying to make things right. There's only one last name on the list. Hockey legend Liam Locke—who hates me. Years ago, we shared a passionate night that he believes was all part of the plan to trick him. It wasn't. I fell hard for Liam that night. Truth—I'm still falling.

I flee for my life when I leave Chicago, escaping a lifetime of misery. From the moment my eyes land on Mya Whitfield—I'm done for. Don't even get me started on watching her play the cello. I've never envied anything like I envy that enormous piece of wood between her legs. Move over, cello… There's a new man in town.

I don't believe in fairytales. I believe in contracts. Clean exits. Ironclad terms. So when my father lays down the ultimatum—get married, have a child, and prove I'm worthy of the Westwood empire—I do what I do best. I go get what I want. She's gorgeous. Curvy. Smart-mouthed. And absolutely furious that I now own 51% of her struggling business. Lucky for her, there's room to negotiate. She wants to save her company—and have a baby. I want my inheritance—and zero romantic entanglements. One year. One baby. No feelings. Just signatures.

No messy mating bonds, and steady work was always easy to find. That all goes out the window when she takes a live-in nanny gig for a hockey player who's suddenly become a single "dad" to his baby half-brother. As if that wasn't enough, his pack includes two other seriously hot alphas. Not that they would be interested in a beta like her. Or so she thinks....

Life has been nonstop since the day I became Mrs. Crusade. Not that I have any interest in slowing down now that I've found my rhythm in Lake Chapel. I love my life, my boys, and the future we're creating together. This semester, I even get to live with my best friend and her cohort of men. There's more than enough room at the Crusade Mansion for the ten of us, but between conflicting schedules, increased security measures, and Kendrick's NFL draft intentions, it's rare that I get time with all four of my guys. That's why I'm thrilled about our plans for Valentine's Day.

Emma Kingsley is the most infuriating woman I've ever known. Stubborn, arrogant, and sexy as sin. She drives me crazy. And she's determined to hate me. The funny thing is—I can't get enough. But the woman has more walls up than the royal palace. Lucky for her, I make a living tearing down walls. And I just found my favorite project.

I’m an up-and-coming plus-sized designer who gets strong-armed into playing nanny for a month so I’ll have enough money to put my fashion line into production. Sounds like an easy plan. Only, the dad of that baby is my first crush. The star of my late-night fantasies beneath the sheets. The guy who never noticed I was alive. Charles Harlow. Older. Rich as sin. Sex on a stick. And my stepbrother. I can handle this. One month caring for an adorable baby and my money troubles will be solved. It’s living with three chiseled alphas that might be my downfall.

As a teenager, I learned firsthand how untrustworthy and cruel a woman could be. She destroyed me from the inside out and took everything from me. The first chance I got, I ran and have been running from my past ever since. Until I met Hayley. She's a complete game changer. She's everything I never thought a woman could be. She's honest and sincere and completely selfless, and by some miracle, she's fighting for me. I'm learning, if I want to keep her, I'm going to need to find the courage to fight for us.

Celia Alvarez is engaged to one of the wealthiest men in the country—so why is she slaving away in the kitchen, making Thanksgiving Dinner for his entire family all by herself? Her future in-laws seem to think she’s either the cook or the maid and none of them has offered to lift a finger to help. Just as Celia is wishing for a change, Fate provides one. The doorbell rings and two huge Kindred warriors are standing there, claiming the she is their mate.

Mesmerized by her beauty, I watched as she swayed to the music. Incomparable and exotic, her call to every cell in my body was louder than the 120 decibels of our last concert. Winning her should have been easy. But Aria Winters was unfazed by stardom and looked at me with disdain. She was the only girl I’d ever met who didn’t like rock stars. Challenge accepted.

Kage has been obsessed with the dark folk singer for as long as he can remember, and after a chance encounter, he vows to make her his. However, loving Fallon is no easy feat. She breaks hearts, refusing to claim them, and when her past comes into the light, the reason why is obvious. Can Fallon and Kage survive the ghosts that haunt her?

Some creatures are fatally flawed. I'm a thrill-seeker, a gambler, and a thief—playing whim to my greed. However, my sins aren't what I have to fight right now...it's theirs. Three men deemed too powerful and wrong to let live by our Council. They're too devious, too strong, too evil. An unhinged crazy incubus, an obsessive shape-shifting beast, and the Dullahan himself—scars, steed, and all.

Reese Landry is Orleans University's arrogant all-star catcher. I'm the one girl he can't seem to catch. If anything, it only makes him want me more. He's disgustingly rich, stupidly charming, and everyone loves him. Except me. Then life throws me the ultimate curveball: He's my new temporary roomie. I thought it was going to be easy, keeping him at a distance. Turns out, I was wrong.

Lake Jones has the perfect job, an addiction to binge-watching Netflix, and the world's ugliest cat. She's also a bit sexually frustrated. Until… Fate bestows a breath of mercy upon her in the form of Minnesota's NFL starting quarterback. But this gift is no stranger. Lake met Cage Monaghan three years earlier.

Worlds are bound to collide. Friendships will be tested, and rivalries are revving up. I can't slip back into the dark—not now that I know what it's like to live in the light. For the first time in my life, it's more than just me I'm fighting for. It's them. Kylian. Locke. Decker. Even Kendrick. It's all of them and all of us together.

Having grown up the baby sister to four brothers and with a dude for a best friend, I know how to read men like the back of my hand. When I have a sexy make-out session with Beckham, my best friend, all my intuition about men goes out the window. We never thought we would cross that line, but OMG those lips, his scent, his taste—it's all I can think about. Seriously, he could bend me like Beckham, and I would so let him. So when he offers a solution to my sexual drought with S-E-X, I have to consider it. Right?

Beck Danvers stormed off stage last night during the Dead Ringers' sold-out world tour, sending the world of rock and roll into chaos as everyone scrambles to figure out what happened. The Dead Ringers are no stranger to tragedy, and it seems it has once again struck this iconic band in their prime. Can they recover? Will Beck Danvers ever return? Will we ever discover the secrets hidden behind the curtain of this cursed band?

The last time I saw my ex-fling, she was toasting her engagement to a record producer. So when I heard she'd had a baby, I assumed he was the father... until she showed up at my house seven years later with a little boy and said, "Your turn." I'm a drummer who works afternoons and nights. My life is loud, chaotic, and definitely not kid-friendly. But I was raised by a nanny, and I see no harm in finding one for my son. Too bad he rejects every single person I hire. The only person he actually likes? Not a nanny. She's a friend of a friend and the former floor manager at a brewery.

Anya just wants to be left alone. Haunted by a dark past, the quiet omega has built a solitary life in her tiny apartment, finding solace in her art. Love, especially with a pack of alphas, is the furthest thing from her mind. Then three loud hockey players move in upstairs, turning her peaceful world upside down.

Never fall in love with a client. Just one of the many guidelines you must follow when you represent the best athletes in the game. The rule never bothered me. A pretty smile from a cocky player couldn't do it for me anyway. As a no-nonsense sports agent, I've seen it all in this cutthroat world of athletic negotiations and powerplays. Say what you will about me, I know how to handle business. The only person who pretends I'm not a freaking badass is Trent Nichols, the infuriating, albeit sexy-as-all-hell, Boston Guardians general manager.