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Lex Davenport was the boy my dad warned me about. Literally. The son of a Mafia boss, Lex was the bad boy I snuck around with on summer holidays. When I was 10 years old, we made a marriage pact and sealed it with blood. Then we never saw each other again. Until he happened back into my life years later—all grown up. Now that boy I used to know is an outlaw biker, tattooed and mysterious…with eyes that follow me from the shadows wherever I go. I don’t know why I can’t stop thinking about him. Or why his mere presence sets my body on fire.

Gabe Marchionni, New Orleans’ most eligible bachelor, has a problem...and it’s wrapped in a pink blanket. What in the heck is the reluctant new head of a mafia family supposed to do with an infant? Simple. Go find the woman he dumped years ago and convince her to give him a second chance. Maggie Guthrie is broke, exhausted, and raising her deceased sister’s kids. She’s also a reporter by day and desperately needs to get the scoop on one of the most illustrious families in the French Quarter, the Marchionnis...even if that means running into her ex.

Before the laughs, loves, and happily ever afters, there was the bet.... The bet was simple. The last of Henry Davenport’s six billionaire friends to marry wins the half-billion dollars and the all-important bragging rights. But who knew losing could be so sweet? Now only three are left.... Three billionaires found the women of their dreams thanks to Henry’s matchmaking. That leaves three remaining in the last single man standing bet, but Henry’s not finished yet. Six billionaires. One bet. Who’ll be the last man standing?

The night we met, she left behind a lot more than just her shoes on my bedroom floor. She left an impression. A lasting memory burned into my brain. It teases me… tortures me. Months have passed since that night. I’ve tried a million and one ways to get her out of my head. But she’s always there. Haunting me. Stealing my sinful thoughts. Fuelling my darkest desires. I warned her to stay away. But I didn’t mean it— not really. Before I can make her mine, I’ll have to find her. With nothing more than her red heels, it’s impossible.

Ex-military security specialist Conlan James avoids commitment like the plague. His job, his Harley, and an occasional one-night stand are all he needs—or so he tells himself. But after he rescues Jess from a tense situation, he can’t get the shy, sexy brunette out of his mind. He can teach her self-defense, but can he shield his own scarred heart?

After my grandmother passed away, it left me with this feeling of emptiness. I had a dead-end job, no friends or family, and I was trying to navigate this new world while being utterly alone. The perfect solution? Take a once in a lifetime trip to Alaska and reconnect with the wilderness and all the things that make me happy.

Olivia Beckworth knows what it’s like to live in a man’s world. She is the twin sister of an All Hallows’ Heir, after all. Wicked. Arrogant. Entitled. They stalk the halls of All Hallows’ like gods. She hates everything they stand for, everything they represent. But she hates none more than Reese Whitfield-Brown. Her brother’s ex-best friend and the Heir that up and left them without so much as a word.

Nothing prepares you for finding your sister’s lifeless body covered in blood. But when the police arrest her ex, a man I know is innocent, I can’t sit by and do nothing. Not when I’ve been secretly in love with him for years. Heath may not want my help, but I won’t take no for an answer. To catch a killer, I’m forced to take a job at Saint View Prison. Maximum security. The place they send the worst of the worst. But it’s not just Heath who doesn’t want me there. With every lie we uncover, every secret we expose, the danger mounts.

Rule number one for the team owner’s daughter? Don’t date the players. Especially not hotheaded tight ends with tattoos and impulse-control problems. That’s why Dominic Walker is completely off my radar. Sort of. Babysitting the team troublemaker when he’s forced to volunteer for the foundation where I work means I can’t exactly avoid him. I wish I had though. Because once I get to know Dominic, it’s almost impossible to ignore the feelings he brings out in me. Pretty soon, I’m breaking all my rules. I just have to hope he doesn’t break my heart in the process.

Fresh out of college with a psychology degree, Molly Stillman was searching for the meaning of life by taking a summer volunteer gig building houses. The meaning in Molly’s life became apparent when her path crossed Lincoln Abbott’s. With his brand new Yale MBA in hand, Linc was Mississippi bound, ready to spend the summer rebuilding houses after a devastating hurricane. He had a plan, lots of them, actually. But after meeting Molly, he realized plans have a way of showing you who’s boss.

He's a notorious crime lord - and he’s on the hunt for her. He’s mafia royalty. Worlds above her. Ice-cold and merciless. Driven by duty and dark secrets. She’s property. Expected to submit. Imprisoned by ruthless criminals determined to break her for information she can’t afford to give. Except there’s something different about Maxheim Skolov. Something that awakens long-buried instincts within Tess and draws her toward the man inside the beast. A force more dangerous than anything she’s faced to date. So, she runs. But she won’t get far.

I've worked for men all my life, been enslaved by them. My new boss is different. He buys me designer handbags to ensure I'm on time. But scowls at me when he hands them over. He's intoxicating. Dangerous. All the things I should stay away from. The thing is... when his hands touch mine, I'm not disgusted, and I should be. Because he owns a scandalous club, and I work there…

I thought I knew pain. I thought I knew grief. I knew nothing. And nothing could compare to the moment Toby ripped my heart right out of my chest. Confirming all my worst fears. Shattering the very foundation my life has been built on. Deception is his weapon, and now I’m his victim. Rock bottom is a familiar place, and once again I’m trying to drag myself out of the pits of despair. But fate is an evil master, and before long I find myself with no other place to turn…but him. He might be cruel. Reckless. Dangerous. But I also know that he’ll do anything to right his wrongs.

I'd lost my mind, was more animal than man. And all because I hadn't found my mate, that one female born to be mine and mine alone. As an over-400-year-old Lycan, my kind was known as fearsome beasts with unimaginable power. All feared us, and rightfully so. I had given up hope of ever finding my mate and because of that had let my inner beast reign supreme, control me. I was far more rabid than anything else. But then it happened. I saw her, my halfling mate. I craved her like no other, and I'd have her as mine no matter what.

In the lands of Deyadrum, where every Fae possesses power, Princess Emma is the only one forced without. Confined in the walls of her palace by her father, she's desperate for a taste of freedom. That is, until she discovers the truth: everything she thought she knew was a lie, for something evil plagues her lands-promising death and darkness.

I walked into the physio's office, hobbling like a fool, and the last thing I expected to see was her. She was going to be mine come hell or high water. The only problem is she's got the weight of the world resting on her feisty shoulders, and she's not the kind of woman to fall for my usual tricks. Elle is gonna make me work for it, and I've never been so ready.

For years I’ve been content with meaningless one-night stands and zero promises for tomorrow. I had a good thing going, until he crashed his way into my life...and heart, and wrecked them both. Nico Cirillo.

This charming and wealthy playboy, who can't pay his bills on time or find his way to the grocery store (but we all have flaws, right?), is sweet. Confident. Playful. He's almost perfect. And, to make matters worse. He's smitten with me. I know what you're thinking. You're rolling your eyes. You're assuming this is some opposites attract situation - or that maybe we can be friends who turn into something more. How can this be a bad thing? Well, it's simple. I'm not the kind of girl you fall in love with.

Three years after his marriage ended in dramatic fashion, Noah Coleman has one goal - to steer clear of romantic entanglements. In fact, he steers clear of most human interaction, studiously avoiding his large, meddling extended family, working until he’s exhausted and then repeating the pattern day after day. His strategy has worked well for him for years, keeping him sealed off from anything that can cause him pain or angst. Or it was working for him...before his company was hired to rebuild the Admiral Butler Inn after a fire reduced it to rubble.

Good looks and wads of cash usually get me whatever I desire, unless I desire a box of my favorite cereal at the grocery store right before it closes. As if tonight's loss wasn't bad enough, I'm now watching said box of cereal, my literal good luck charm, disappear in some woman's cart. The brazen woman denies my cash offer along with my proposal for a more intimate payment. How much loss can a man take in one day? At this point, who cares how rude I am to her? She's public enemy number one, and chances of seeing her again are slim to none.