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After a tragedy, Finn Hollis escapes into the swamp to be alone. That is until Sawyer Dixon shows up, all scorching hot innocence, claiming she owns the land less than 50 feet from his front door. Sawyer gets under his skin, but, even worse - she makes him crave things. Things Finn hasn't thought about in a very, very long time. Finn wants Sawyer gone. Almost as much as he wants her in his bed.

Whitton Wright is too good to be true. And I learned long ago that things that are too good to be true…usually are. When he danced into my life, I accepted that this wasn’t going anywhere. He’s tall as sin with a tailored suit on his immaculate body, and full of charm, saying just the right thing to get me to melt. There’s no way that he could be real.

As a state police corporal, Owen Decker is no stranger to working undercover. Now, as a member of the Tri-State Federal Drug Task Force, his latest assignment is to wear a prospect cut and infiltrate the Deadly Demons MC.

They say the gods don’t give you more than you can handle, which is probably why I’m sinking in drama. As a god myself, I guess I’m not included in that little speech. But it’s about time they address me as who I am.

Knox Rivers is music’s out of control, all over TMZ, and under the impression that he’s God’s gift to the female population bad boy. He steals hearts with his music and then breaks them with his behavior. And I'm his new assistant stuck traveling across the world with him on tour.

When my father arranged for me to marry the heir to the Costa crime family, I swore I’d do anything to escape that fate. I have more to offer than being some man’s arm candy and producing heirs. Marcelo Costa might be my fiancé, but he’ll never be my husband. So when he and his father are killed in a car bombing, I consider myself lucky. No longer will I have to go from being a mafia princess to becoming a mafia wife, I can now attend the Sicuro Academy—a private college created for mafia children like me.

No money, no phone, and abandoned on the streets of Chicago. With my baby in my arms, I wander into a bar in a shady neighborhood and ask to use their phone. When my father turns us away and completely disowns me, the bar owner, and total hottie, offers us a place to stay...no strings attached. I’m leery at first. Hot alpha guy. Down-on-her-luck single mother. I mean, who wouldn’t be? Lucio Gallo isn’t like most men, though. He’s fiercely protective, loyal, and, did I mention he’s covered in nothing but muscle? Above all else, he’s everything I need but never knew I wanted.

The Arrisans conquered Earth in a day. They smashed into our helpless planet like a wrecking ball, and overnight, everything changed. That’s what our history books say. The truth is, I’ve never seen an Arrisan face-to-face. But when my lone medical ship is attacked by ruthless pirates, the nightmare that hunts them down is no hero. Cloaked in assassin’s gray, metal scythes fused to his wrist-bones, he is the grim reaper of the conquerors. The Arrisan elite special forces. A blade.

A small-town romance featuring a big family, spice galore, and a happy ending.

Allyson Jones made her foster mother a deathbed promise. She would find out what really happened to Ronnie in Afghanistan. Ally doesn't believe the army's reports about her foster brother's death, and she knows only one man can tell her what really happened - Macon Miles. Following him to Dallas, she gets a job working alongside him at Top, Sean Taggart's decadent new restaurant. She is sure Macon is hiding something about Ronnie's death, and she'll do whatever it takes to unravel the mystery.

There are a lot of things to call me, but most just call me Rogue. A name feared by the truly unforgivable who betray The Gambit, our leader King, and our extensive criminal network. After all, I may run the hit men for the crew, but I personally only take on those who deserve it. I do have some morals left. When I’m tracked down by a security team that wants me on their side, it’s an easy choice to unite and attempt to take down their corrupt bosses, and mine, too. So long as they’re willing to help me in return.

I’m dying. I can feel the life begin to fade from me. My body, which has been tortured for days, perhaps even weeks - I don’t even know anymore - will give up soon. And all I want to do is think about her. That smile. The sweet taste of her lips. The little sounds she made as she gave me the most precious thing any woman could give a man. The love in her eyes in the afterglow. She was mine then. And I would forever be hers. “Jos,” I groaned, letting the first tear leak from my eyes.

My name is Sebastian Lindstrom, and I'm the villain of this story. I've decided to lay myself bare. To tell the truth for once in my hollow life, no matter how dark it gets. And I can assure you, it will get so dark that you'll find yourself feeling around the blackened corners of my mind, seeking a door handle that isn't there. Don't mistake this for a confession. I neither seek forgiveness nor would I accept it. My sins are my own. They keep me company. Instead, this is the true tale of how I found her, how I stole her, and how I lost her.

Asher is a man who defines contradiction. A man who rebelled against his billionaire father by joining the underground club scene but then went on to become a Harvard graduate and a well-decorated Navy SEAL. And now, as a member of the elite Walk Security team, he's a chameleon who is as comfortable in a suit and tie as he is in a leather jacket. He's also a man who will never want just one woman. Until Sierra. She is beautiful, tough, and clearly running from someone or something. She tries to run from him, but Asher knows what he wants, and what he wants is her.

Yes, I know it's not the 1800s. I'm just a bit obsessed with historical romance, that's all. And books in general, which is why I'm on my way to interview for my dream job at the library when Adrian Westfield's sheep-like hound knocks me over and into the mud. So I'm late, dirty, and completely flub my interview—only to get the offer of my life.

I once had everything—until it all disappeared. Years later, I’m on the cusp of finally filling in the missing pieces, only for them to barge into my life at the worst possible moment. It only takes one glimpse to realize I’m not the only one who’s changed. Alexi, Talon, and Malik. Gone are the boys I once knew. Gone are my saviors from across the road. In their place are the furies that rule and set order, now nothing more than my captors.

Fling is a stand-alone novella. I have a crush on my boss' best friend. At least it's not my brother's best friend. Or my best friend's brother. Or...never mind. It's all pretty cliché. And worse? My boss' best friend is his business partner. Which sort of makes him my boss, too. Okay - it's not sort of. It's definite. Gabe Laurent is off-limits. Totally off-limits. Which is fine. I make do with my imagination. He'll never know. Ever. Unless my work bestie passes me an '80s-style teen movie sex quiz during a meeting, and I fill it out. And it ends up in Gabe's hands....

Dane was her first kiss and the only man she ever loved...until their marriage crashed and burned. Now Audra has built a quiet life for herself running a flower shop she's put her whole heart into. But Audra is left reeling when an unexpected circumstance brings Dane back into her world. He's still as breathtaking as he ever was, and he still affects her more than any man she's ever known. Yet learning to trust him again could be a matter of life and death....

Jack and I, we did everything backward. The day he lured me into his office - which was also the first day we met - he proposed. You'd think a guy who looked like him - a bit cold maybe, but still striking and very unattainable - would only ask the love of his life to marry him, right? You'd think he must be madly in love.

Brody Tannen has been the boss for way too long, putting everyone’s needs above his own. It’s the way his family farm stood while fate took shot after shot against them. But now he’s got a chance to figure things out for himself. Everyone keeps pushing him one way, but deep down he knows which way he should go. Towards her…Erica Cole, the rough and rowdy woman that’s always been one of the guys. Except to him. Brody loves her inappropriate humor and smudges of grease on her cheeks.