They call him The Donkey because of the size of his dick. I call him it because he's a complete and total ass. I hate Landon Maddox with a passion, and I haven't even met him yet. Underwear model, star quarterback, arrogant, muscle-headed prick. I never wanted a stepbrother in the first place, and now I have one that thinks he's a God. Seriously. If his most famous asset isn't beaming down at me from billboard posters all over the city, he's spread across the front pages of every single newspaper, always for the wrong reasons.

It was supposed to be just one night. One last sin before I went back on the straight and narrow. The worst kind of sin, taking an innocent girl and unleashing all of my darkest fantasies on her. No safety word. Completely confidential.

Cupid, the God of Love, is no longer doing his job of creating romance. A disastrous mistake he’d made a quarter of a century ago forced him to put down his bow and arrow for good. Valentina Hart has never had any luck with men, and her last boyfriend was no prize by far. An unexpected meeting with a hot guy suddenly turns her sex life from non-existent to… DAMN. But, will Cupid’s secret drive Val away forever? Or will she stick around to show him what true and unconditional love really is?

Young love lost. Two hearts in limbo. An unbreakable bond. A love story for the ages.

Every part of Aria Cason's life is structured and organized, including love and sex, which are always strategically planned until Aiden Wyatt. Aiden surfaces at Raine Publishing House as an intern who, from the initial meeting, causes several side-steps for Aria. Aiden's extraordinary good looks and commanding demeanor change Aria's structured world, unlocking feelings that she has vowed to never embrace as he introduces her to a world of intimacy she's never before experienced.

Joseph Ingram made the mistake of stealing from me - four million dollars. He took my intelligence without paying for it. And thought he could get away with it. Think again. Now I’ll take something from him - something irreplaceable. His sister. Collateral. But even when Joseph doubles the amount of money he owes me, I don’t give her up. Nope. I have an image to maintain. So I keep her. And I’m not giving her up.

Stella Spencer is grateful for any job she can get after her divorce, even if it's at her friend's exclusive club. And Club Volare proves the perfect place to hide while she mends a shattered heart - until she interrupts an auction scene, and the powerful Sheikh Bashir al Aziz bin Said decides that Stella is the woman that he wants.

Alexis thought her life contained everything she wanted, until her partner of five years drops a bombshell on her. Catherine is an accomplished neurosurgeon looking for a fresh start in a new city. A chance meeting between the two imprints the doctor in Alexis's mind, with thoughts of Catherine pushing to the forefront months after they meet. When life places the pair in the same city, Alexis is unable to deny her attraction to Catherine. As the pair become closer, Alexis finds herself falling for Catherine, despite knowing that her feelings will never be reciprocated.

Fynn: I caught the silhouette of a woman out of the corner of my eye when I was carrying out an execution. She could have been a spy, so I had no choice but to follow her. When I cornered her in an abandoned house, I knew I had to have her. Anya: I'm just trying to survive this bloody war. When I heard men's voices on the other side of the fence, I couldn't help but be curious. The sound of gunshots sent me scurrying back to my camp. I never expected to be followed.

The romance novels of New York Times best-selling author Brenda Jackson have won an ardent following for velvety prose that can fluster any reader with the heat of her steamy tales. With In the Doctor’s Bed, Jackson writes a prescription for loneliness that takes “beside manner” to enticing new places. Readers won’t only want to take two pills and call the doctor in the morning, they’ll want to call the doctor in the afternoon, evening, and all through the night.

No longer fond of her free-spirited nature, Danaë’s father wants the apple of his eye to put her brains to use and makes her his newest employee. The weekend before starting her new job - or imprisonment as she calls it - Danaë takes a spontaneous night out with her best friend, and the night leads to an innocent game of truth or dare. A game that soon lands Danaë in the path of a dangerous new attraction.

Mirror, mirror, who's the fairest of them all? I still cringe when I hear that line. A fairy tale that had girls pretending they were the fairest, the most beautiful, and the most entitled. A fairy tale most couldn't grow out of turned my haunted childhood memories into a living nightmare. Girls who grew up believing that pile of garbage became the meanest of all mean girls. And those mean girls were right. It was a line meant for all the beautiful people in the world, and I knew the answer would never be me.

I have been immersed in criminal activity from the day I was born. I was bred for the sole purpose of carrying on my father's reign of terror. I was born into the Bratva, and I would die in the Bratva. It was my destiny. I learned how to spot a fighter from a very early age, and Kathleen had that fighting spirit inside her. I wasn't sure what her story was, but she piqued my curiosity. In my gut, I also knew I'd left my mark on her. She'll never be the same, never recover from unwittingly drawing my attention.

Fundraiser Linden Hill has a knack for reading people. She always knows which conversations will put a prospect at ease, which drink will loosen a patron's lips - or his wallet - and how cleavage will make a donor sweeten the deal. She's even foreseen her dateless weekends 464 times in a row. But 10 years after watching life drain from her former mentor's and first love's eyes, her skills for divining the predictable are lost.

Edward Fasbender is a devil. He's my father's biggest rival. He takes what he wants, and he bows to no one. And now Edward Fasbender wants me. I didn't expect to want him back. Having him is not in the cards, not when a union with him would destroy my father. But that doesn't mean I can't play with him a bit. Except, I've never played against such a ruthless opponent. Edward is cold and vicious, and my blood has never run hotter. They say you should choose the devil you know, but I've always preferred long odds. Even if it'll get me slain.