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Once you are rooted in sin, there is no turning back. She wasn’t supposed to be in the crossfire. My enemies should not also be hers. My past is dark, and my demons are dangerous. I should let her be free, safe from the shadows that still haunt me. But I can’t let her go. My obsession is too strong. She’s mine even though she’s a possession I shouldn’t keep. But I of all people should know that the mafia doesn’t let anyone go.

Being an entertainment journalist was the last thing I thought I would be doing. I thought once I got my degree, I would be reporting on stories that made a difference, but now all I do is report on who broke up with who and who is dating who. I was over it. Then I got my next assignment. He’s Hollywood’s bad boy.

A single mother often lives by certain rules, and Angela Petrov has adhered to hers: Mom first, career second, and no man will meet her child unless they will be in her life long-term. However, with her daughter now in college, Angela’s life has lost all its careful organization. She goes to her company's annual employee Labor Day party in the Hamptons and, while attempting to enjoy the elite Hamptons nightlife with her coworkers, she meets a much younger, tall, dark, and sexy man who offers her an escape for the long weekend.

I’m that guy. Camilla Landry rustles against me, the silky fabric of her overpriced lingerie slipping along my bruised rib. The porcelain perfection of her skin is even more innocent against the colorful ink dotting my own. It’s demure meets damaged, pampered meets punctured.

Dmitri Ivanov is determined to repair every broken piece of me.... My battered body healed. My heart hasn’t. Everything my ex convinced me to hate about myself, Dmitri turns upside down. From day one, he requires my commitment to him—including my full trust. In return, he claims he’s giving his to me. But the element of danger Dmitri gives off isn’t just in my head. He’s involved in things. His past isn’t buried so deep it never reappears. And the thing he hates most about himself I should run from.

The day after I slept with Kai and Maddox, I married another man. I was young. Greedy. Selfish. Before I sold my body and my soul, I wanted one night for myself. So I lied. I pretended to be someone I wasn’t. Took what I wanted, no matter the cost. Ten years later, I’ve created a new life for myself. I’ve outrun my past. Faced my fears. Vanquished my demons. Then they reappear. Kai and Maddox. They're angry. They want to know why.

The deal is simple: spend a month with a mysterious billionaire who is the owner of Louisiana’s La Petite Mort Casino, and he’ll forget my father’s gambling debts. If it means saving our family home and business, I’ll do anything. With his strong, sexy, take charge arrogance, Nicolas Dupont is a mystery to me. But it doesn’t matter how hot he is. This is purely a business arrangement. Nic can have any woman he wants and it makes no sense that he'd be interested in a virgin like me. I’m certainly not about to fall for a guy who thinks he can own me.

Kira Webb was one of the strongest women I knew—she just didn’t realize it yet. She calls me Viking, and she’s not wrong. I’m rough around the edges and work as hard as I play. What she’s going to find out is that I love even harder. I knew from the moment I met her she was made for me. The problem? My Kira is stubborn and she takes her job very seriously. We both want to prove ourselves and make the new Brothers Three Taproom a success. I’m the brew master, hired for my out of the box thinking and creative hard cider formulas.

Love on the fast track has been the definition of Harper and Deacon McCoy's relationship. In between studio sessions with Deacon's band, Oblivion, and building a new clientele for Harper's catering business, the newlyweds haven't had time to sleep, let alone have a honeymoon.

A hot night in Vegas is just what the rockstar ordered…until someone ends up married.

Michael Shawcross is living the dream, opening up for his idols, Oblivion, on his band Warning Sign’s first tour. Until an overzealous fan goes too far and his hard-partying ways catch up to him in the form of an ultimatum from his manager, Lila Crandall.

Every maiden dreams of being rescued by a handsome prince from a deadly dragon. But I am the prince and the dragon. Ancient courtship rituals demand I steal my bride away. Imprison her in my high tower. Show her my treasures, vast lands, and armies.

Baby Daddy Wanted: "Single, personable woman seeking a man for the purposes of procreation. No further interaction with the child is required, unless desired by father-to-be. Child will be created the old-fashioned way, assuming both parties agree." I wasn’t expecting much, to tell the truth. For a week, I got no bites. Then I got a reply. We started to email. Text. He was sweet. Funny. Suddenly, the idea of doing the naked make-a-baby rumba with him seemed like more fun than function. Then I found out who he was. He found out who I was. Tomorrow, I’m going to see him at work.

Bratva life is simple: You steal from the brotherhood, you pay with your life. But the thief is a woman, and she’s too beautiful to die. My wedding band will be her collar. Our vows will be her shackles. She will be my captive bride.

Violet Valentine has had enough of tattooed bad boys for one lifetime. Sure, nice guys don't set her on fire the way her ex Ethan did. They don't have his piercing blue eyes, or his bright smile, or his skilled hands. They don't serenade her with her favorite songs. Or make her laugh until her sides ache. Or make her feel so good she could die. None of that matters. Ethan isn't breaking her heart again. No one is.

I’m the smart girl with my nose constantly in a book. The one with the level head who never breaks the rules…until I do. And wouldn’t you know, the one person who knows about my case of temporary rebellion is the last one I’d ever want to find out.

The things I knew about her, the way I watched. It was all to protect her, all to know her. She liked her tea with milk and sugar - extra sweet - just like I knew her lips would be if I were to kiss her. I was desperate for her. She chewed on her pencil when she was concentrating, her little tongue coming out and moving along her bottom lip. I was hungry for her.

Long hours revamping Tish’s place leads to more than a few sparks....and not the kind that require the fire department. So, when she needs a date for a memorial, I’m not missing my chance. But surprise! Crescent Cove baby water works....even out of town. Who knew? Now, I'm determined to show Tish I’m the man - and daddy-to-be - of her dreams, no matter what roadblocks are in my way. And I’ll use every one of my Lucky-style wiles to prove it to her.

Love is crazy. Peck Ward, the sweet, small-town mechanic, isn't sure it's for everyone. Least of all him. His life is chaotic enough without adding the pressure of a relationship. Besides, unrequited love is a real thing, and he's kind of over it. This works out perfectly until a certain someone throws a wrench - pun intended - into his plans. As they go from adversaries to friends to possibly something more, things get complicated. After all, they know how this story ends. It's not with them together.

It's supposed to be fun without strings, but resisting her is so damn hard. I'm good in bed, and I know what I want. So when a curvy grad student catches my eye, I do what I do best. I take her home. I kiss her hard. I - well, a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell. I don't expect to want more. But I do. Iris is smart, sweet, and innocent as hell. I need her as often as possible. We strike up an arrangement. There are three rules. All fun. No strings. No falling in love. But then I've never been very good at following rules.

As the son of a Formula One racer, the need for speed was in my blood. But in the blink of an eye, my life in the fast lane came to a screeching halt. With my racing career gone, I had no choice but to endure a new way of life. And that’s when I met her—Kalliope Benton Riley. She wasn’t my usual type at all. She was a total hippie, packaged to perfection with flowy dresses and rainbow-colored hair wraps. She had outlandish ideas about the stars, the moon, and predetermined destiny. Ridiculous. Yet, I couldn’t turn away from her mesmerizing green eyes.