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Oliver Steele is supposed to be my knight in shining armor. He's tall, handsome, and as cocky as he is rich. With his good looks and charm, no one's going to suspect a thing. No one's going to believe our engagement is fake. But he's taking this thing way too far. The way he wraps his arm around me like I'm his. The way he kisses me and presses his hard body up against mine. I almost believe that it's real. Almost.

His proposal came in a little black envelope with 13 unlucky words: You still owe me that favor, doll, and I'm cashing in. Marry me. In a normal life, I'd never get hitched to Calvin Randolph. Not with his heart-stopping blue eyes, infamous player reputation, and an ego bigger than the part of his anatomy he loves boasting about the most. Been there, done that. All except the last part, which he's left to my shameful imagination for seven years apart. Of course, the fake fiancée contract I just signed is anything but normal.

The moment eleven-year-old Jessica Creswell met Callen Hayes, she knew he was a broken prince. Her prince. They became each other's refuge, a safe and magical place far from their troubled lives. Until the day Callen kissed her—Jessica's first real, dreamy kiss—and then disappeared from her life without a word. Years later, everyone knows who Callen Hayes is. Famous composer. Infamous bad boy. What no one knows is that Callen's music is now locked deep inside, trapped behind his own inner demons.

Violence has always been part of my life. I was angry as a child, with no outlet for my dangerous rage. Years have passed, and I'm no longer a victim of my own aggression. I'm in control now. A control that many seek to surrender. Just like her. My pet. The beautiful blonde who agreed to submit to my will. She agreed to be kidnapped and locked away until our contract is over. She's here to play a role. But her defiance seems too real, her terror too honest. Watching her struggle is bone-chilling. She's getting to me like no one ever has before, seizing a heart that cannot love.

Felicity Bolton finally feels like she has moved on with her life. She misses her friends and family back in Creswell Springs, but now she has new friends - a new family. She has found the peace that she lost the night she lost her unborn child. She would do anything to protect her newfound family, even if that meant facing the devil himself. The minute Jet Hannigan walks back into her life that's exactly what she has to do.

I inherited a freaking husband. Grandpa's will was a shocker: huge fortune, gorgeous ranch, and the best horse ever. The fine print? Marrying Mr. Grump-alicious. The man who's supposed to protect me from...what, exactly? That's what I hope to find out if Drake Larkin ever talks. I know what I'm in for the first time his glance tears me open. A broody enigma who's large and in charge. A mute who curls my toes when he barks a few words.

Surrounded by their enemies, with danger lurking right outside their door, the MC is on total lock down. Between the Italians and the senator, they are looking over their shoulders every minute of the day. But was there an enemy sleeping right under their roof? Kelli: I’ve always done what I had to survive, but it wasn’t just me I had to fend for. With my mother’s illness taking over her mind and making me a stranger to her, I would do anything to make sure she gets the care she needs. But when it came down to it, I couldn’t betray Colt.

Summer had returned. The nightlife lit up the coastal town of Sea Breeze, Alabama, with scantily clad sun-kissed bodies, live music, the smell of fresh cooked seafood. Taking it all in, he wondered if coming back had been the best thing. He wasn’t the same man who had driven out of town a year ago on the motorcycle he’d bought after his best friend’s wedding. From the messy blonde curls he’d let grow out, to the tattoos now covering his arms, part of his chest, and even the side of his neck, it all represented a part of his journey.

The only thing hotter than the weather south of the Mason Dixon line are the boys. Worn, faded blue jeans, slow Southern drawls, and those naughty moments in the back of pickup trucks a girl never forgets. Welcome to the world of the Sutton boys. Five brothers who fight, party, and drink a little too much, but, more importantly, they love their momma. Nothing can tear them apart...until the girl next door wins more than one of their hearts.

From the number-one New York Times best-selling author of Beautiful Disaster comes a story of a fiercely independent war widow who falls for a protective hotshot firefighter in this gripping contemporary romance.

I swore I would never work at the whiskey distillery with my last name on it, that I would never be a part of my father's legacy. But when I graduated with my art degree and realized there were no jobs, the devil appeared, and I sold my soul, agreeing to work in the family business if he'd give me the art studio I'd always dreamed of.

Men may say they talk about sex openly, but most women know it's a tough subject for men to talk about honestly. Now for the first time, Friday interviews thousands of men from ages 14 to 60, all over North America, to reveal their candid, no-exaggeration, honest sexual fantasies. Secret fantasies that men have always kept hidden. A taboo-shattering investigation which reveals the deepest, most conflicted feelings that men have about women, each other, and their own sexuality. A top cast brings these remarkable men's real voice to life.

It started with a kiss. No, that’s not right. It started the day I met Cooper Sinclair, but I’d done a good job ignoring it. There’s something about life changing pleasure that makes a man hard to ignore. My attraction to him? I ignored that for years. I had to. After that one night of mind blowing sex, I can’t do it anymore. I don’t want to. Even if I should. Especially since he's my boss. Oops.

One rule: No more men. Two years ago I walked away from a marriage I thought would last forever and all I got from it was Dick…And I don’t mean the one between my stupid ex’s legs. I’m talking about the 150 pound furry dog said ex dropped off at my doorstep. But I’d take Dick over any man, any day. So why did I resemble my dog, panting and drooling, whenever I ran into Hudson West, my sexy new neighbor? True, the gorgeous veterinarian was hotter than sin. And my new roommate only made it impossible for me to avoid conversation with a man I didn’t need.

“Protect her.” Those two words echoed through my head at least a hundred times a day. I would keep the promises I made and protect Allegra from every possible danger that could come her way. Even if the biggest danger was her own father.

After fighting in the war for 12 years, Alec "A-Train" Jacob returns to the United States to find out while he was away, things changed drastically at home. In an effort to find peace of mind - and hopefully a new beginning - he rides his motorcycle from Wichita, Kansas to Austin, Texas. Filled with a desire to continue to protect those who he sees as a victim, he's always quick to step in and assist anyone in need. Through a newfound friend, he meets a woman who was the victim of as random act of violence.

Nathan always had the most beautiful smile. Every time I caught a glimpse of it, I had to smile too. It didn’t matter that he grew up on the wrong side of the city, I saw the good in him…even when he didn’t.

That wasn’t enough to keep us together in high school though. One night ruined everything. A night I’ll never forget.

Years have passed and now he’s on the cover of magazines and the star of movies. The reformed bad boy with with a charming smile that makes women weak in the knees.

Julien Azouly, the famous French writer of beautiful romance novels, has stopped believing in love. When his beloved wife, Hélène, dies at the age of 33, leaving him alone to raise their young son, Arthur, he is so devastated that he loses faith in the happier side of life - and along with that his ability to write. But Hélène was clever. Before her death, she made her husband promise to write her 33 letters, one for each year of her life. Six months after the funeral, Julien finds himself standing in the most famous cemetery in Paris, the painful first letter in his hand.

Following the sudden death of his wife, Nathan Bell spent nearly two years burying himself in work and neglecting his biggest responsibility: his daughter. Overcome with guilt, he wants to connect with little Marley, but he doesn't know how to do it alone. And then Jenna Savage throws him a lifeline. A single mom of twins, Jenna is more than capable of taking care of Nathan's adorable two-year-old and wants to help Nathan however she can. As the days go by and her attraction to Nathan grows, she can't help wondering what might happen if they became a family for real.

The words on the page jumbled into a toxic mess my brain refused to comprehend, much less accept. Please consider this letter as a formal request to arrange a paternity test (DNA). I barely remembered Chelsea Airy. That wasn't true - we'd gone out once, and we'd been friends for a while after. But I hadn't heard so much as a peep from her since I'd gotten married. I'd reached out a handful of times, but she'd quit responding and fell off the face of the earth.