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Kline and Georgia Brooks are fresh off their wedding and ready to indulge in the honeymoon of a lifetime. Luxurious and private, their overwater bungalow in the South Pacific is the perfect backdrop for fun, sun, and enough sexiness to necessitate a dip in the clear water to cool down. But marriage means more, and Kline and Georgia may have to find a different way to handle the heat.

I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. In fact, some of them almost ruined me. But I am a good person. I want to make amends. I want to fix things with my sister and finally have my life back. I want to change, and I'm trying. But I just can't let the past go. Reaper doesn't make it easy for me. He hates me with a passion. He's vowed to do whatever he can to get me out of my sister's life and away from his club. It doesn't matter. He won't stop me. No matter how terrified of him I am, nothing is going to stop me from changing my destiny and trying to fix the wrongs from my past.

I'm Lexie Delaney, and I'm a necromancer. Which means, I can see the dead, talk to them, affect them. Not as fun as it sounds. Especially since the Veil closed and the dead have been stuck here. Things in town are getting tense. School is starting, and I'm already tired of our plan to keep our relationships quiet. Bodies keep showing up and no one has a clue as to why.

For Morrison Caldwell, life is a game of chance. A high roller with a legendary poker face, he's the wild card of the family, always chasing the next thrill and never staying put for long. The one place that always lures him back is Las Vegas, with its hot tables and even hotter women. He's perfectly content to live his life as a series of one-night stands. But when a parking lot confrontation with a cocktail waitress takes a naughty turn, she leaves Morrison aching for another round.

Out of money and out of options after her yearlong exile, Eleanor Schreiber agrees to join forces with Kingsley Edge, the king of kink. After her first taste of power as a Dominant, Eleanor buries her old submissive self and transforms into Mistress Nora, the Red Queen. With the help of a mysterious young man with a job even more illicit than her own, Nora squares off against a cunning rival in her quest to become the most respected, feared dominatrix in the Underground.

With the Veil finally open, I hoped that would be the end of the fight. But I was wrong. Jadis is still in town, people are still going missing, and things are getting worse. Choices will be made, lives will be lost, and friendships tested. Not all family is blood; not every family is the norm. What would you do to hold onto yours?

Players gonna play, but can a wild, untamable, alpha billionaire player fall in love? This collection includes Banking the Billionaire, Banking Her, and Crazy Fluffing Love.

For years Kingsley Edge warned Eleanor that the day would come when she, the mistress of a well-respected Catholic priest, would have to run. She always imagined that if that day came, she'd be running with Søren. Instead she's running from him. Fearing that Søren and Kingsley will use their power and influence to bring her back, Eleanor takes refuge in the one place the men in her life cannot enter.

Beware of what you wish for; it might just come true. Train swore never to let a woman get under his skin unless it meant forever, and forever only meant belonging to the Last Riders. He had believed his one brief sexual encounter with Killyama was a "hit it and quit it". Instead her green eyes haunted his memories.

The Porter Brothers were raised to live and die by Three Rules. One, a Porter stands his ground. Two, a Porter leaves no enemy standing. Three... Sutton Creech was a cheat and a liar. Tate Porter had found that out when he was 18, and he had no intention of letting her make a fool out of him again. He didn’t care how much pain he saw in her eyes or how old memories tugged at his unforgiving heart until the night a hidden secret is revealed and everything Tate had believed about their past is shattered, proving he had let the woman he loved get away.

Life is made up of choices. Single choices like bricks laid out in a path. A path that leads to your future. At 24 years old, I would have never guessed I would be stuck between two men - two men from opposite spectrums of the universe. Their lives, their worlds, their demeanors are as different as the darkest of nights and the lightest of days. I love them both, but I have to choose. There is only one choice I can make. And I choose forever.

Long have we been alone; without brides, without females to warm us during the long nights, without sweet mates. But we see them from afar, the brides that could be ours. Kept away from us by walls and weapons. Females we long for greatly...obsessively. Human females. And the one with red hair? I want her. I saw her first. I will fight to the death for her. She is mine. So, we’ll come together and make an exchange with their men that will benefit us all. After that? To the winner goes the spoil. Let the hunt begin...but the red-headed female is mine.

It's hard to be consumed by revenge when my heart feels like it's breaking in two. A part of me is still in love with Miles. I think I always will be. He embodies everything I thought my life could be. Every hope and dream and wish. But I'm not the girl he remembers. And I'd be lying if I said I haven't started to fall for the New York City vigilante. He's the only other person who knows what it's like to live behind a mask. There's a darkness in him that mirrors my own. He embraces my broken soul.

The lure of the open road never fades. Bumpy, cracked, and full of obstacles. In the end, it's the cure for life's complications. My brothers behind me and our future in front of us. Loyalty above all else. A vow made to my brothers. 'Til death do us part. A vow made to my wife. Together we'll race the rain, chase the sun, and ride the wind. Leave no road untaken. An unexpected truth no one ever saw coming. Are we strong enough to survive it, or will it incinerate everything we've built?

They call him the Anaconda, and I'm pretty sure it isn't because he likes snakes. Nick Jenson is my neighbor. My hot, oh-so-sexy, very-well-equipped neighbor that I'd spend hours watching from the safety of my bedroom window. I saw lots of things I probably shouldn't have. Sometimes I'd touch myself, imagining it were his hands roaming over my body instead of my own. I had just one mission - to find out if the rumors were true.

Reaper didn’t think it was possible to be deceived by anything, or anyone, after the hell he had gone through. But Ginny proved him wrong. Not only wasn’t she the woman he believed her to be, but she had also sacrificed herself to pay for his crimes. The only part of finding out who Ginny was that didn’t surprise him was that she was a thief. He already knew that - she had been stealing bits and pieces of his soul since he’d met her.

Carrick knows love is merely a shattered memory. Until Peyton stumbles into his arms and he steals a kiss. One taste isn't enough. One touch would never satiate him. And he does what he's become accustomed to, he indulges in her. A man hell bent on not falling in love, he pushes. But Peyton's not giving up. Can they have forever while Carrick is haunted by a ghost from his past?

Wes Lancaster has always followed one guideline for play. He never gets involved with anyone working for his professional football team, the New York Mavericks. It hasn't been a hard rule to live by - until Winnie Winslow, the new take-no-shit team physician. She's beautiful, intelligent - and has no problem taking control of every situation. She pisses him off. She turns him on. As tension builds and desire heightens, Wes finds himself wondering how much longer he'll be able to follow his game plan.

Clam jam. Definition: the female equivalent of a cock block. Example: You're chatting with a guy you're interested in, and your friend comes along and lays claim to him. That's my life - except it's worse. My friend who keeps "jamming" me is my gay roommate. Fact: He went home with three - yes, three - of the guys I had been so sure were into me. Fact: He's really pissing me off. I'll never manage to get a boyfriend before the age of 50 if he keeps this up. Fact: Secretly, I wonder what it would be like if he weren't gay.

Born into hell. Baptism by betrayal. His life revolves around violence. My life is on the line. I'm trapped both physically and emotionally. A pawn in a game I didn't know I was playing. Until I met him. Pike acts without emotion, but I know he feels something for me. I see it in his eyes when he looks at me. I feel it when he's close. I know it's real because I feel it too. Lust. Desire. It complicates everything.