What happens when a Daddy's girl grows up to be crowned the first female underboss of the mafia? What an excellent question. Thank you so much for asking. No, seriously, I've been waiting twenty years to be able to answer this. Trust me, being hidden away in another country with a nanny, a groundskeeper, his son (my ex-best friend), and the wicked witch of the west—a.k.a. my stepmother. I'm dying to spill the tea.

Hey there. I'm Von, your not-so-average girl with a flair for the unconventional. My hobbies? Oh, just the usual—beach strolls (best after serenading the fish with a symphony of a soon-to-be-dead man's scream... long story), and DIY projects. Ever cuddled a C4-stuffed pillow? No? You're missing out. My family is what I think most people would consider normal. A doting father, loving mother, twin older brothers who are a pain in my ass, the usual. Yeah, we have a family business that requires you to know how to shoot a gun, bribe officials, and pay off the cops, but everyone's family does that.

In a world where Omegas are cherished, Alphas are revered, and Betas are forgotten I wouldn't have changed a thing. Growing up in foster care, my friends and I took care of each other. Ares, Killian, Rafe, and Nox, were my everything: my first loves, my only family, my pack. Until the same night they told me we'd be together forever, I presented as an Omega, and everything changed.

My family is gone. My parents. My twin sister. All of them murdered by the man who has stalked me for years. He nearly killed me, too. But I got away and he’s still out there, searching for me. He won’t find me. At least, I hope not. Thanks to WITSEC, I’ve been given a new life with a new identity. I know my future will be hard and lonely. I must stay strong and focus on the good. I’m getting a second chance at life. I am safe. My new home is beautiful. The four brothers who live next door are even more so.

No one knows Freya is actually the daughter of the Cross-Cut Killer, America's most notorious serial killer. Living under a false identity as a detective is isolating but at least Freya's safe. That is until she falls onto the radar of Special Agent River Park and his team. River, Oz, Elijah, and Jude have been chasing the Cross-Cut Killer for years. They're the best the FBI has to offer, not to mention unfairly attractive. They know exactly who the killer is but he's always one step ahead of them. Freya is about to change that.

I work in the darkness that is Black Creek. If there’s a secret to uncover, a package to deliver, or a story to be told, I’m your girl. I'll do whatever it takes to provide for my little brother. Once upon a time, the Feral Beasts ruled Black Creek with an iron fist, but they’re long gone now. The Antonelli family stepped in, only caring about their family and their money. I’ve heard the whispers: the Reaper Rejects are growing and they want control of Black Creek. But this town isn’t big enough for both of them.

Being a vampire boss's daughter was a lot of work. Being the only girl heir from the five families, I’d always had to work harder, fight dirtier, care less. It made me into the woman I was today, causing fear in my enemies and a bloody trail for those who betray us. Then my dad sprung on me that the other bosses and their sons were coming into town. They wanted us heirs to all meet, to bond with each other.

I have witnessed the darkest parts of this world and endured countless struggles in a life riddled with sin. I walk among the demons that haunt our town, all in the name of survival. Being an Ice Reaper was not a choice but the only way to outlast my fate. Until karma blew through the front door, and I was claimed by the enemy. As the remnants of my former life fade away, I'll do whatever it takes to keep my secret hidden, using the only thing I have at my disposal… my body.

Shadowmoor has forged me into who I am today, and I have the mark and scars to prove it. I never thought I'd see the light again, but it seems destiny has other plans for me. My father's arrival means life as I know it is about to change. Silvercrest Academy trains and prepares the most gifted and privileged among us for their future contributions to the Monarchy. I may come from the right family, but I am a void.

Never let them get you to the second location. Even if that location happens to be a lakeside mansion home to four hot-as-sin men. After years of living in survival mode, I'm finally hitting rewind on the story of my life. There's nothing standing in the way of my bright future at Lake Chapel University. Or so I thought.

They say you can never go back… ‘Course, I never wanted to return. It took me years to age out. Once I made it, I took off and never turned around. Trust me, there were only three reasons I managed to survive there as long as I did and they abandoned me as soon as they were able. I’d like to say I didn’t blame them, but that would be a lie. I had zero desire to return. Yet here I was, on the road to Northland chasing a story cause my editor told me kids were disappearing… again.

Sweet artist omega Bailey-Rose is dumped by the only man she thought would love her because of her congenital heart condition. Cut off from being able to participate in the national Scent Matching services Bailey-Rose has decided she will be single for life. In a surprising turn of events, who should show up in the middle of her pity party but her brother's best friend? Unbeknownst to her, Ulysses has moved back to town after years of traveling for work. Not only is Bailey-Rose stunned to find him in her room looking like a broken-hearted trash panda—but discovers they are a scent-match.

I wasn’t sure what to expect when arriving in Salem. Forced to marry a man I’ve never met, attend a private university I’d never heard of, and the whispers of a rumored secret society filling the halls. This life would be near unbearable with my insufferable fiancé if it wasn’t for his uncle, his best friend, and his enemy. When none of them are willing to let me go, it sends us down a path I’m not sure any of us will survive. The life I was promised is distorted behind smoke and mirrors. The truth cloaked by Deceit.

The Daymakers were the hottest alt-rock band since the nineties, the masked members making fans swoon at the very thought of who might be hiding under the skull masks. Known only by their stage names—Royal, Hero, Poet and Knight—their real identities were a carefully held secret.

My tormentor knows no bounds, and I'm done being his prey. In another new city, I'm hoping this is the place where I finally find peace and those parts of myself I've lost along the way. New name, new hair, new clothes…new me. I'm determined for it to stick this time, desperate for a quiet existence to escape the horrors chasing me. The last thing I expect to find is more of what I'm running from. Violence. Murder. Manipulation. Except here, three dangerous men have me in their sights.

Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

What happens when a Daddy's girl grows up to be crowned the first female underboss of the mafia? What an excellent question. Thank you so much for asking. No, seriously, I've been waiting twenty years to be able to answer this. Trust me, being hidden away in another country with a nanny, a groundskeeper, his son (my ex-best friend), and the wicked witch of the west—a.k.a. my stepmother. I'm dying to spill the tea.

Hey there. I'm Von, your not-so-average girl with a flair for the unconventional. My hobbies? Oh, just the usual—beach strolls (best after serenading the fish with a symphony of a soon-to-be-dead man's scream... long story), and DIY projects. Ever cuddled a C4-stuffed pillow? No? You're missing out. My family is what I think most people would consider normal. A doting father, loving mother, twin older brothers who are a pain in my ass, the usual. Yeah, we have a family business that requires you to know how to shoot a gun, bribe officials, and pay off the cops, but everyone's family does that.

As the daughter of two of the most recognizable rock stars of all time, Lyric Sinclair has seen it all. After a childhood spent in the limelight, this omega prefers comfy patterned pajamas, quietly donating her time, and nights spent in with her beta boyfriend. When fate and bad luck intervene, Lyric does what she always does. She runs, hoping all her problems magically disappear. Unfortunately for Lyric, she runs straight into old hurts, ugly truths, and hard facts. Lyric must accept reality. You can't run forever, and you can't hide from who you are.

My rules in life are simple: Never have a woman in your bed for more than one night. Never mix business with pleasure. Never fall in love. Blood above all else. When life throws a new personal assistant at me, everything changes. I shouldn't want her, but I can't help it. She is breaking my focus, and all my "nevers" are turning into "maybes."

Sweet artist omega Bailey-Rose is dumped by the only man she thought would love her because of her congenital heart condition. Cut off from being able to participate in the national Scent Matching services Bailey-Rose has decided she will be single for life. In a surprising turn of events, who should show up in the middle of her pity party but her brother's best friend? Unbeknownst to her, Ulysses has moved back to town after years of traveling for work. Not only is Bailey-Rose stunned to find him in her room looking like a broken-hearted trash panda—but discovers they are a scent-match.

My best friend is in love with his girl, his ex girl. He's determined to win her back at any cost and at first, I was happy for him. I just didn't know that I'd want her for myself, but I do. Keeping my distance gets harder each time. She's the one thing I can't have, yet I can't stop reaching for her.

My mom instilled all the right values in me. I'm hard-working, loyal, and kind. I'm inexperienced at twenty-three years old… Until I walk into three separate lecture halls, and three different professors catch my eye. Derek teaches modern literature and is under investigation by the board… But all I can think about is his chiseled, clean-shaven jaw and how his inner calmness must make him very passionate behind closed doors. Samuel is the bad boy in my trio, a professor of ethics and morals… He's also the one who noticed me right away, kickstarting his gentle obsession with my well-being.

A wedding dress passed down through generations unravels the tangled threads of three women's lives in a novel of friendship, family, and forgiveness from the USA Today best-selling author of Ten Beach Road.

I work in the darkness that is Black Creek. If there’s a secret to uncover, a package to deliver, or a story to be told, I’m your girl. I'll do whatever it takes to provide for my little brother. Once upon a time, the Feral Beasts ruled Black Creek with an iron fist, but they’re long gone now. The Antonelli family stepped in, only caring about their family and their money. I’ve heard the whispers: the Reaper Rejects are growing and they want control of Black Creek. But this town isn’t big enough for both of them.

Rookie quarterback Riley Flynn knows what it takes to make it in the NFL. He's in Charleston to prove himself—to the world and his teammates, but mostly to his older brother, who's never believed he could be a star. The last thing he expects is for his brother's best friend, Landry, to welcome him with open arms and an offer to become roommates. Riley's always believed Landry was straight—but the way Landry keeps checking him out leaves him suddenly unsure. And Landry's hot looks certainly don't help squash the crush he's always had on his brother's best friend.

A small-town series where three siblings struggle to live up to the reputation of their respected police chief father, and uncover family secrets and find love along the way.

My assignment is simple: trek to a remote English cottage and convince Nathaniel Foster to let me work with him. Too bad he’s a complete and utter jerk. Who slams the door in a poor stranger’s face, leaving them shivering out in the snow? Nathaniel is God’s gift to readers everywhere. My publisher is desperate for his next book, which in turn makes me desperate to help him complete it. So what if he doesn’t want to play nice? I have no choice but to live and work with him in this snow-covered cottage, suffering under his piercing blue stare until it feels like I might combust.

A man content with his life has no idea what he's missing. Clay lives a quiet and steady life. He's a simple man with few needs. Or at least that's what he told himself. One out of town business trip. One sweet and tenacious cowgirl with a zest for life. One night they'll never forget. Meeting Winnie not only disrupts his careful routine but changes his life forever.

Former Dallas football player Burke Barrett is weathering a lot of changes. He’s retired from football. He’s mourning the loss of his best friend. And now he’s been bequeathed a dilapidated house in northern Michigan he doesn’t want. To his surprise it comes with a long-legged, blindly optimistic renovation manager with big ideas for Burke’s inheritance. She’s passionate, irritating, and irresistible.

I am done with men. I like my life the way it is. Calm, quiet, and very private. I may be a brash New Yorker, but I keep a tight circle, and I prefer it that way. Enter Colt Chastain, rising NBA star and magnetic single dad. He's set his sights on me and he's determined to change my mind. I told him he's the absolute last man I would ever be with. So, why does he think getting me into bed is a slam dunk?