Bisexual

Elena Torres has it all. As a successful soccer star playing for the Denver Defiant, she has money, fame, and, best of all, gets to do her favorite thing for a living. Sure, she’s also a 31-year-old divorcée, has no idea how to go about dating again, and is still deciding how open to be about her recent autism diagnosis. But she’s dealing. Then Harper Wright arrives back in town, and Elena is surprised to discover she has more in common with her best friend’s little sister than she’d ever imagined. And now she can’t seem to get those messy red curls and bright smiles out of her mind…

Harper Wright has a Plan with a capital P. Step one, get her new board game café up and running successfully. Step two, cook more often (aka, stop subsisting entirely on muffins from the vegan bakery next door). Step three, stop thinking about Elena Torres, no matter how amazing her arms look in a tank top. Or that she’s starting to look at Harper in a way Harper had only dreamed of back when Elena was her super secret bisexual awakening in high school. Starting something with Elena would be a disaster waiting to happen, but it’s getting harder and harder to remember why. After all, they’re grown-ups now. What’s wrong with a little fun? Elena isn’t looking for anything serious, but Harper will just have to be careful not to let her heart get involved…

To teach me a lesson, he’s transferring me from writing about hockey gods to Banana Ball, and not only do I have to pretend to like the not-so-professional sport, I have to go on tour with them. If I can just keep it in my pants and focus on the writing, I’ll earn a return to the sport I love.

Problem is, the gossip writer who got me into this mess is on tour too.

Ian’s determined to prove he’s meant for sports and not gossip columns, so when he suggests we create a public rivalry that’ll boost our reader engagement and get us both what we want, I reluctantly agree.

But the more time I spend with him, the more confusing my feelings for him become, and suddenly I’m looking at labels I never thought would apply to me.

After an explosive kiss it becomes so much harder to focus on the writing and faking our rivalry, but taking a chance on him means risking more than just my game plan to get back to the ice, for the first time in my life, I’ll also be risking my heart.

Nia da Silva is dead…

Dead serious about moving on from her past, from roller derby, and the traumatic injury that was a crushing blow to not just her body but her mind.

Running away from her problems wasn’t the fix she had hoped for.

Five years later, she returns to the town that left her with permanent scars. Healing her physical wounds was the bare minimum. She’ll finally have to face herself, and rediscover who she’s always been beneath the lies she’s worn like shredded fishnets over bruised knees.

Pretty crossovers, and strong thighs won’t be enough to champion through her problems. Especially when they challenge who she may be at her very core.

Nia da Silva is dead…

Dead serious about moving on from her past, from roller derby, and the traumatic injury that was a crushing blow to not just her body but her mind.

Running away from her problems wasn’t the fix she had hoped for.

Five years later, she returns to the town that left her with permanent scars. Healing her physical wounds was the bare minimum. She’ll finally have to face herself, and rediscover who she’s always been beneath the lies she’s worn like shredded fishnets over bruised knees.

Pretty crossovers, and strong thighs won’t be enough to champion through her problems. Especially when they challenge who she may be at her very core.

The dragon has come to claim his mafia wife, but I already belong to a knight.
My shadow. The bodyguard whose world revolves around me.
After ten years of the same routine, I discover that I’m not the woman I thought I was.
I’m a killer .
The daughter of a fierce god.
As danger strikes, the three of us find that hate can become lust and enemies can become lovers.
Our destiny has been written, and we are determined to change it—even if it means a battle against those who would rather see us stay apart.

In a world strictly divided by social class, I’d grown accustomed to my position.

It was luck that took me from a poor farm boy to a servant in the castle, tending one of the Lord’s many Omegas.

Trust me, there are far worse positions than serving a lady in the harem.

As quickly as I came to this position, though, it was taken.

One moment of getting a little too close to the omega I served was enough to land me a prisoner in the dungeons with the others the Lord took favor from.

Kept in cages, tortured or worse for the Lord’s pleasure, we’re seen as little more than animals.

But I’ve had enough. I refuse to spend the rest of my life in this filth, doomed to the hands of a Lord not worthy of his station.

My escape isn’t going to end in me running to hide.

No…I’m taking my place among the alphas, and the little omega that landed me in this dungeon— she’s going to be mine too.

Everyone has skeletons in the closet. Mine are just a bit… crazier, than most.

I’ve spent most of my adult life keeping a low profile and flying under the radar. Because my past is better off staying in the past.

Now I’m living my best life in Alexandria with my three besties. We have a new place, new jobs, and for once I’m feeling optimistic where life has taken me.

When I save a sassy older omega from a creeper at a bar, she thanks me by setting me up on a blind date. Though she left out the part about it being with five men. And all it takes is one amazing date to question my usual stance on keeping everyone but my besties at arm’s length.

Of course, just as things seem like they could be perfect, my past comes crashing back in. Now I find myself in a world of mafia men, drugs, and the cult that just won’t let me go.

Can my new pack and I find a way to lay those skeletons to rest? Or will I be forced to be the omega my parents always wanted me to be?