One night in Miami. One unforgettable mistake. I never expected to see him again—until he moved in next door. Dr. Parker Matthews is rich, brilliant, and completely infuriating. He’s also the only man who ever ruined me with one kiss and then disappeared without a name. When his uncle dies, he’s offered a six-hundred-million-dollar inheritance—if he gets married. He needs a six-month wife. I need cash to save my business. It’s not personal. Not emotional. Just business. Or it was—until he walked into my spa, stripped down to nothing, and let me put my hands on him. He didn’t ...

When my brother’s best friend took me under his wing after my family was killed, the last thing I expected was to fall for him. He was older, more experienced—and to keep people from asking questions, he was also my fake stepbrother. Catching feelings for the man who’d become my protector wasn’t supposed to happen. Until it did. And he fell for me too. But I should have known better than to believe in fairytales. Because just six months after he proposed, Evan vanished into thin air.

Clara: Therapist by day, and exotic dancer by night, I keep my heart closely guarded for good reason. When I meet Lucas Evans at my night job, he screams untrustworthy. With his oozing confidence and sex appeal, I bet he leaves women scattered in his wake. I have every intention of resisting him. Intimacy is not my greatest strength, and I have secrets to keep, but after one gut-melting kiss, my resolve falters. Lucas: Reeling after the death of my brother, I find myself looking for answers at a gentleman’s club. When I meet the sexy Clara Evans there, she seems fun and care free, but ...

Winslow Covington believes in life, liberty, and the letter of the law. As Quincy, Montana’s new chief of police, she’s determined to prove herself. According to her pops, all she has to do is earn favor with the Edens. But winning over the town’s founding family might have been easier if not for her one-night stand with their oldest son. Winslow does her best to avoid Griffin, but when a woman is found dead on Eden property, the two of them have no choice but to cross paths.

I'm Levi Buchanan, and until five years ago, I thought the legend of my family's curse was a load of crazy, Southern nonsense. No curse can make you fall in love at first sight. No curse can force a true, deep, passionate, all-consuming love that will haunt you all the days of your life. Then I met Jocelyn Abernathy and I realized how completely wrong I was. The problem is, Jocelyn guards her feelings like well-armed soldier. She's the most beautiful, stubborn, infuriating woman I've ever met. Every time she talks, I want to kiss the living daylights out of her. But I can't.

My matchmaking algorithm is perfect. It’s never wrong. Until it matches me with him. Dr. Wren Sinclair designs matchmaking algorithms for Manhattan’s elite. She also eats lunch alone and hides behind oversized cardigans. When her system generates an impossible result—99.7% compatibility with Thane Montrose, the ruthless billionaire who owns half her company—she’s convinced it’s a catastrophic error. He’s never even looked at her twice. But when Thane suggests they “test the theory,” Wren discovers her data doesn’t lie. His touch sets her pulse racing. His voice makes her...

Being a single dad while managing one of the biggest businesses in New Orleans keeps me very busy. I spend my free time with my daughter, Bella—reading to her, styling her hair, or choosing nail polishes appropriate for an eight-year-old. But I’m okay with that, because she is my whole world. After my divorce, I made myself a promise: I wouldn’t date until Bella was older. Then, all my good intentions go up in smoke when I hire our newest chef for the flagship restaurant in the French Quarter.

Preston Lawrence takes his hockey career very seriously because brawling on the ice is the only thing he's good at. With the championship trophy and his contract extension on the line, he needs to figure out a way to control his temper that always flares and gets him ejected whenever he faces his rival. So, when a heartbroken blonde asks Preston for a photo with him to try to make Christian jealous, he raises the stakes. Known for avoiding the spotlight, Preston kisses Elle in front of a crowd of sports reporters, certain the video will go viral.

Once upon a time...there was a girl with long, golden hair who had the truest, bluest eyes that turned white when she cried. She lived in a kingdom far, far away in a tower made of stone, but her mind was made of glass that she kept sharp as knives. Where her memories hid behind her darkest doubts. Her deepest thoughts. Her diary became the only thing she could rely on. No one saw through her looking glass. No one cared. No one tried. Until the villain presented himself as the hero in her life. He took and took and took some more.

Fumes leave my ears as I approach the black Mercedes. I reach the car and knock on the tinted window. It rolls down, revealing a man in dark shades. Everything about him screams luxury: the expensive shades, fancy car, and high-quality suit. "Excuse me, sir, could you please tell your driver up ahead to move his truck? He's blocking my business." My eyes are immediately drawn to his beautiful lips. I feel my anger briefly subside as I take in his perfectly shaped mouth, the type I'd like to kiss softly to feel the lushness against mine. He opens his divine mouth; his voice is deep, gruff, ...

I didn't know darkness and evil lurked inside me until I had to murder to survive, forced to become my own worst enemy. With so much blood on my hands, I was surprised I could still see my own skin. I killed, I tortured, I loved. I played God while I was rotting in a fiery inferno. Thriving on control and power was the only way I knew how to live. There were no other options. If you weren't my friend, you were my foe. If you weren't with me, you were against me - traitors, as I called them. There were no imaginary lines. I'd crossed them all.

She’s the only songbird he couldn’t buy. He’s the predator she can’t escape. Vivienne Moreau built her life on her own terms—surviving hell, reinventing herself as Velvet, and commanding the stage at Manhattan’s most exclusive lounge. Until Dominic Steele walks in like he owns the place. Because now, he does. “You’re mine now,” he tells her. “Nobody owns me,” she tells him, fury and defiance in every note she sings. “We’ll see,” he promises, silver eyes calculating her destruction. Behind his ruthless pursuit lies a shadow game of blood and vengeance. Dominic ...

From the USA Today & International Bestselling Author Diana Nixon comes a brand new, dark romantic mystery about giving a second chance to feelings that should never be forgotten.Not all fairytales are bathed in magic. Some are dipped in tears, grief, and blood. And mine? It was submerged in all of the above. Three years ago, leaving San Fernando felt like the best way out of the mess I was neck-deep in. An addict to all things forbidden, I betrayed everyone I loved and watched my little sister pay for my sins with her life. An escape felt like a blessing, so I ran away and left the ashes ...

Never fall for the salt and pepper hunk, especially when he's your bestie’s older brother and your new boss. That was the rule I always followed, until the calendar photoshoot for the fire department turned everything upside down. As soon as Kyle Davis walked in with his chiseled abs and grumpy attitude, I knew I was in trouble. But what I didn't expect was being stuck in close quarters with him during a sudden city-wide lockdown. Confined together, sparks fly as we constantly bicker and argue. He calls me a spoiled brat while I can't resist teasing him, and our forbidden chemistry only ...

I was born into a world of blood and power, a pawn in a game played by ruthless men. But nothing could have prepared me for Stepan Belov He is the Bratva’s deadliest weapon—a ghost in the dark, a man with no past, no weakness. Unyielding. Unbreakable. A predator who protects what’s his with lethal precision. And now, I belong to him. After an assassination attempt, Stepan is assigned as my bodyguard. My shield. My shadow. My torment. Cold. Merciless. Completely untouchable. Until the night I glimpse the cracks in his armor. The scars he hides. The fire in his eyes when another man ...