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College parties, beer, and one-night stands - that was my life. Now, I hunt down criminals, ethically or not, but if no one's asking, then I'm not telling. Drinking and women are still included, although I can't seem to forget the girl who almost gave me her virginity. She would've until I realized she was too young, and I wasn't looking to get thrown into jail.

This isn't your everyday Beauty and the Beast story. Our love story was tragic, until it wasn't. Once upon a time I fell in love with a beast. I fell fast. I fell hard. I loved him intensely and I trusted him completely - until he ripped my heart to shreds. Love isn't a fairy tale. It's messy.
It's dirty. It's painful, and it's ugly. Until it's not. This is Book 2 and the final book of the Beast & Beauty Devil's Blaze Duet. Book 1: Beast must be heard first.

Seven years ago, I left the special forces and my home after a tragic betrayal. I carefully constructed a new life in New York. I thought I had it all. A world-famous boxing trainer by day. A mafia hit man by night. Free to live in the darkness to do what I was trained to do. To kill. I finally felt free. But one kiss was all it took to shatter life as I knew it. The one woman who hated my guts, scaled the walls I built around my black heart. My ray of sunshine.

Aubrey Kendrick has dedicated her life to continuing the family legacy. Her time isn't just money, it's millions. A workaholic? Yes. According to her ex, she's married to her job. Is her personal life dull? Maybe. Is her penthouse rather lonely? There's no time to answer that question. Too many men have asked her to sacrifice her success to pacify their fragile egos. She'd rather be single than stifled.

With green eyes and an easy smile, Frank McCabe stole me away from the nightmares that awaited me at home. But the son of the Irish Mob would never be mine. I belonged to the Italians. And the moment my mother sold me to the head of the Italian Mafia, I became the one the people of Boston were warned about. The only person more feared than me in our city is the Irish Ghost. When I finally flee my marital prison with my sons and my sister in tow, I unwittingly run straight into the ghost of the Irishman who died in a fiery explosion years ago.

Lucian: I am a Dragon Prince of the House of Smoke...and I am dying. Five hundred years is truly enough for a man like me. A monster. Yet a 10,000-year treaty will die with me, if I don't spawn a dragonling to take my place. My two brothers are no use in this task. It falls to me, the eldest by a hair's breadth, and yet, I cannot face the horror of another sealing. Another death. Another woman's blood on my hands.

Knox Wilder isn’t what he seems, and while I’m supposed to be the one seducing him, he’s the one fulfilling the filthy fantasies I keep hidden from myself. Working undercover doesn’t come without risk, but there are some benefits. I can sleep with Knox without guilt. It’s all for God and country, and dang it if I’m not a patriot.

My past taught me to play it safe. To stay far away from handsome men who promised it all. My life was good without them. Stable, secure, predictable. But one kiss showed me that I’d been playing it safe for far too long. One night, and all I wanted was more of his wildfire. One challenge and my carefully constructed walls tumbled down. Amid the rubble, I realized there was more to this man than I ever dreamed. When everything fell apart, he showed me what it meant to stay. How to truly live.

Brought up in chaos and fear, Maddox requires order and control to cope with life. He has his career and two closest friends. That is all he needs. Until Dee enters his life. She brings forth feelings he has denied himself his entire life - and threatens his control. He wants to hold. Keep. Love. Live. Damaged by her past, Dee cannot admit her feelings for him, fighting him at every turn. Is he strong enough to show her - to prove love is worth the risk for both of them?

It’s 1969, and the world is changing. Men are on the moon, and American tourist Aurora Masters’ head is in the stars. The sensual sculptor she watches through a timeworn studio window is her favorite French piece of art. Gaston Lyon lives up to his name. He is a lion of a Frenchman, strong and confident, with a shoulder-length mane. The woman on the bench across the street has watched him for three days. It’s time to introduce himself to the one who calls without words.

I used to live in darkness, and a comet soared through my night sky. So I made a wish. Blood is my sanction. Pain is my salvation. Fear is what I instill. Especially for my Comet. The warm barrel of a gun against my head? It won’t stop me from protecting what is mine. Even if it means spilling more blood. My love for her has been tested and I’m furious. Seconds has turned to minutes. Minutes has turned to hours. And suddenly months have gone by without a change. Trying to make Daphne remember is getting us nowhere. It’s time to accept our fate. This is the new us.

Mari Marcosa always knew she would die young, so being left to bleed out on a warehouse floor is no shock to her. But as the blood seeps from her body, her thoughts aren’t of the Marcosa empire she's ruled for years, or the city she's given everything to protect. It's on the three men who’ve stood by her side:

Dear Hayley, I'm assuming you're still hungover, so I'll make this brief. Last night, you slipped under my sheets (without my permission), and we almost had sex. I got the hell out of the bed once I realized it was you, and I took you home. That's the story. The end. Period. Just in case you've forgotten, you're my best friend's little sister. We will never be anything more. (We can't be anything more.) Our previous friendship is still unresolved - or "over", in your terms, so I'd prefer if we worked on becoming just friends again since you're in town.

Jess O’Conner and Ethan Bollinger have known each other almost their entire lives and have loved each other from the start. The people of Oak Creek have watched them grow up, and everyone has always known what they are....

Some mistakes haunt you forever. Harlan Young knows that from personal experience. Walking away from Grace Townsend, even with the best intentions and no other choice, still haunts him to this day.

Over the past few years, Kit Colbana has dispatched some of the worst threats the non-human races could have imagined. Her grandmother's pet assassin failed to kill her so Kit wasn't surprised when yet another unwanted memory from her past shows up, looking to take her down. But her blood-hungry, homicidal aunt disappeared without a trace only hours after arrival.

Brynn Allen has always been ambitious. If there’s something she wants, she goes after it. That attitude has driven her to build a successful career. As more and more people begin to notice her when she’s out, Brynn believes it’s time to be proactive in another aspect of her life. Her safety.

The first time I met Jax Blackwood things went a little sideways. I didn't know he was Jax Blackwood - who expects a legendary rock star to be shopping for groceries? More importantly, a blizzard was coming, and he was about to grab the last carton of mint-chocolate chip. Still, I might have walked away, but then he smugly dared me to try and take the coveted ice cream. So I kissed him. And distracted that mint-chip right out of his hands. Okay, it was a dirty move, but desperate times and all that. Besides, I never expected he'd be my new neighbor.

Charlotte Bishop is out of options in New York City. Fired, broke, and blacklisted by her former boss, she’s forced to return to her hometown of Hope Lake, Pennsylvania, to lick her wounds. Although she’s expecting to find a miserable place with nothing to do, she is pleasantly surprised to discover it is bustling and thriving.

That was all it took for me to know Elisabeth was my soul mate. Five years, countless infertility treatments, and the loss of our only son. That was what it took for me to lose her. One phone call, a mix-up at the lab, and a little girl neither of us knew existed. That was the hell it took to bring her back to me.