The Last Man I Should Want Eight months ago, Rafael Costa kissed me like he’d been waiting years to do it. The next morning, he told a reporter I meant nothing to him. Now he’s sitting in my locker room, wearing my club’s shirt—and asking for a second chance. We’re supposed to compete for a starting place. Instead, he’s saving me breakfast, falling asleep beside me on away trips, and making it increasingly difficult to remember why I promised to keep my distance. I can handle him being my rival. I’m less prepared for how much I like having him as my boyfriend. Especially when there are cameras everywhere—and neither of us is particularly good at keeping our hands to ourselves.

Betrayed by her fiancé and her best friend, Nora Ellis escapes into a stranger’s hotel room—and finds shelter in the arms of a powerful Alpha. One unforgettable night leaves her carrying his child. But the enemies hunting her want more than her inheritance. Her blood can unlock her family’s hidden sanctuary, and they will stop at nothing to possess it. Forced to flee a hospital after giving birth, Nora returns to find her newborn daughter gone. For four years, she searches. A new lead brings her to the Silvermoon Pack, where she becomes nanny to Alpha Ronan Vale’s little girl. Maisie adores her, her sleeping wolf stirs whenever Ronan draws close, and the house begins to feel dangerously like home. Nora doesn’t know that the child curling up in her lap is the daughter she lost—or that her father is the man she has never forgotten.

I Chose the Dragon They Told Me to Fear On her wedding day, Elara Ashford discovers that her fiancé never intended to make her his wife. He intends to make her a sacrifice. Beneath the altar waits Ronan Blackthorn, the chained Dragon King whose stolen power sustains the queen’s rule. Elara’s blood will finish what years of torture could not—unless she makes a different choice. She steals a knife, opens his chains, and asks him to take her out alive. His price is a marriage oath. Now Elara shares a castle with a dangerous husband whose sharp tongue hides wounds he refuses to discuss. His people distrust her. Her former fiancé wants her back. And every unexpected kindness makes their practical arrangement harder to keep practical. She married him because she wanted to survive. Falling in love with him will give her something far more frightening to lose.

Clara Bennett arrives at the Castellano estate expecting another nursing shift. Instead, she finds an unconscious man bleeding on the marble—and a massive guard dog refusing to let anyone touch him. Everyone sees a threat. Clara sees an injured animal terrified of losing his person. Earning Titan’s trust helps her save Adrian Castellano, one of Chicago’s most dangerous men. But when Adrian wakes, he wants to meet the stranger his dog chose. A temporary nursing contract becomes shared dinners, unexpected tenderness, and kisses Clara can’t stop thinking about. Then someone inside Adrian’s world tries to hurt him again. Clara knows how to care for a wounded man. Loving one who’s used to giving orders will ask something very different of her.

I took a job caring for Nico Alfieri because my little brother needed heart surgery. Falling for my patient was never part of the arrangement. Eight months after a devastating crash, Chicago’s most feared Mafia heir is surrounded by people who speak for him, make his decisions, and call it care. Then his fiancée slaps him in front of thirty guests. Nobody moves. Until I catch her wrist before the second blow. She threatens my job—and my brother’s treatment. Nico ends their engagement. But defending him has made me dangerous to his family. Because I’ve found something wrong with his medication, and someone in that house desperately wants me quiet. As Nico fights to reclaim his life, I begin to see the man beneath the orders and the anger. I was hired to care for him. Now I need to decide whether I’m brave enough to love him.

Bennett Hale can make an entire city lower its voice. But when his dying mother needs him, he sends doctors—and stays away. Then he comes home early and finds Clara Reed, a young housekeeper, crying as she gently shaves his mother’s head. His mother is laughing for the first time in months. Clara knows the woman behind the medical reports. She also carries a grievance Bennett knows nothing about: eight years ago, his family promised her mother money that never arrived. As the truth draws them closer, Bennett begins looking for Clara every time he comes home. But she needs to know whether he wants her out of guilt—or because he’s falling in love.

Everyone in Manhattan knew better than to touch Charles Whitmore without permission. Four-year-old Lyla straightened his tie and promised to make him walk. When a wealthy guest demanded that the barefoot child be thrown out, the feared Mafia boss sent the woman home instead. He expected Lyla to ask for money. She wanted a cookie. Then a gold watch slipped from her pocket. Charles recognized it immediately. He had given it to his younger sister before she disappeared twenty years ago. Now a little girl was standing in front of him with his sister’s watch—and a letter from her mother.

Peter Hayes thought Graham Schroeder was the perfect roommate: immaculate suits, sharp wit, expensive taste—and absolutely no romantic potential. They were both bottoms. They had decided that made them safe. For three years, they shared coffee, borrowed clothes, and dismissed every almost-kiss as a joke. Then an ill-advised confession changed everything. Now Graham wants Peter close, but refuses to call it love. He offers tenderness in private, then takes it back by morning. And when Peter discovers a side of Graham reserved for another man, their carefully maintained arrangement begins to unravel. Peter wants more than stolen moments. Graham would rather lose control of anything than admit who already has his heart. They built a home around the promise that they would never fall in love. Neither knows what to do now that the promise is broken.

I spent three years chasing Grant Whitmore. Three days after he finally agreed to date me, he woke up in a hospital bed and asked who I was. I knew he was lying. So I smiled, introduced myself as his assistant, and handed in my resignation. My recovery plan was simple: return to the bar I half owned, wear something devastating, and stop organizing my life around a man who couldn’t admit he wanted me. Then Noah Ellis needed a place to stay. The younger dancer was sweet, handsome, and very good at making breakfast. Giving him the guest room seemed harmless. Until a dance lesson ended with his hands on my hips and a question I desperately wanted to answer. Now my ex wants another chance, my houseguest wants to kiss me, and I’m beginning to suspect the shy one has been pursuing me all along.