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Brooke Montgomery has struggled ever since her parents died in a tragic accident, leaving her alone and heartbroken at a young age. Working double shifts just to pay the mounting bills was a cycle she seemingly couldn't break from. Until she met him... The charming and handsome surgeon, Noah Wimberly. Dr. Noah Wimberly's first wife, Riya, mysteriously died, yet her body was never found. When Noah meets Brooke, who has an uncanny resemblance to Riya, Noah knows he can't let Brooke go. She's his mid-life crisis. He's her way out.

Cordelia doesn't go out. She has never dated. She can count her friends on one hand. Since coming into her inheritance, she runs a thriving charity foundation from the comfort of her own home. When her new duties with the foundation pile up, demanding more time and commitment, her safety bubble becomes more important than ever to balance out her racing thoughts. It only takes three glasses of wine for that bubble to burst. For her to kiss Victor, her bodyguard. For him to pull away.

Gabriel Corso is the stuff of nightmares and dirty dreams. He's a sinfully gorgeous mafia prince from a brutal rival family. In school, he was the bane of my existence. The dark villain to my sheltered princess. Then–poof–he disappeared. If only he’d stayed away. Turns out, our marriage is a term of his inheritance and now he’s returned to collect what’s his. That means ripping me from my gilded cage. It means locking me beneath his searing flesh. It means war. I’m not supposed to like it. To beg for more. To fall for him.

He’s my best friend’s older brother, a drool-worthy, off-limits mobster who barely knows I exist. So why is he trying to help me? Tytus Ryzdon rules the Polish mafia with an iron fist. The first time we meet, he’s covered in blood. The second, in shadows. It’s hard to remember more than that, even if he’s impossible to forget. It’s not just those silver-blue eyes. That savage frame or the dark tattoos. It’s what he promises me. A way out.

Mari doesn’t understand what she doesn’t know. She’s naïve, soft, and way too young and sweet for a life of self-imposed exile. She’s a grown female who sits in trees, reading books, and wears party dresses to garden. Everything she owns is pink. Her wolf is probably pink. She can’t handle the real world, and she sure can’t handle my wolf. No one can.

The West doesn't get much wilder than Silas McKay. He's earned his cowboy reputation not just as a rancher, but as a brawling card sharp who's short on cash but long on charm. And just as soon as he claps eyes on the pretty new schoolteacher? Well, Dinah Thompson is about to discover what courting's like McKay-style - sweet, hot, and passionate.

Delilah has four problems: no job, no money, no prospects—and no orgasms. The first three should be easy to solve, but all potential employers dig a little too deep into her previous boss. When a mix-up gets her swept into a charity event in place of the famously reclusive Cordelia Montgomery—heiress to the Montgomery hotel fortune—Delilah finds herself roped into a new job overnight. A job that requires her to become someone else. As Cordelia, she just has to wear pretty dresses, smile for the cameras, and try to withstand the annoyingly flirtatious enemy: August Beckett, CEO of Axent Hotels.

When the king of this realm saw me bathing in a stream, he did his best to warn me. Keep my distance, or the curse upon him would set his blood on fire, and he would ravage me brutally. I didn't, and he did. But he did more than just pin me to the forest floor and mount me like a feral beast. He made me his, and no matter how savagely he ruts me or how thoroughly he blisters my bare backside while trying to scare me away, I'll never stop being what I was always destined to be.

Rozalia Dorn needs to be punished. First, the fiery orphan crashes my coronation. Then she escapes with my ceremonial crown, foolish payback for what I did to her brother. My response is brutal. One simple declaration that echoes across my mafia empire: we’re to be wed—by force, if necessary.

When I snuck out of the house on my twenty-first birthday, I didn't expect to be struck by a bolt of lightning... or to wake up in a strange land and be saved from freezing to death by a dragon. Then the beast shifted before my eyes into a man more regal than any king and hotter than dragon fire. A man who didn't hesitate to bare and spank me for daring to resist his rescue. I knew in that moment not just that I would be his one day but that I was his already.

The dragon king has finally found his mate: me. For centuries, every woman in my family has vanished on the night of her twenty-first birthday, then returned telling tales of being shamefully ravaged by a man who could turn into a dragon. Tonight he came for me. I fought, but he just tore off my clothes and spanked me until I was wet and ready for him. The brute didn't take me right then and there. He made me beg for it first. But even before he marked me as his, I knew he wasn't going to send me home after he mounted and claimed me.

Falling for my best friend’s sister was something I never thought I’d do. Not only have I known Violet for almost her whole life, but Renzo was sure to give all his friends the don’t touch my sister speech as soon as she became a teenager. After a drunken night when we were snowed in at a cabin, I may have been too flirtatious. I think I freaked her out, because she’s refused to talk about what happened since then. But after a weekend away with friends, me and Violet end up alone, and confessions are finally made.

I left Brentson in the dead of night and made a promise that I would never return. I was determined to leave my past behind, but here’s the thing about it: it always has a way of hunting you down. Now, I’m face-to-face with Nash Henson, my ex-boyfriend, heir to the Henson fortune, and crowned king of Brentson University. He’ll never forgive me for what I’ve done. And when he’s done playing his game with me, there won’t be anything left—because he’s determined to destroy me.

The innovative TerraMates business has been a runaway success. Seeking to expand, TerraMates has opened new locations with different business models. Eden is looking for a fresh start and is one of the first mail-order brides from New York City. As soon as she signs the paperwork and collects her credits, she blacks out. When Eden wakes up, she's been married to an alien bounty hunter. She's ready for a new beginning, but all she knows about her alien husband is that he's handsome and dangerous.

Christine trades artifacts from every planet she visits. She loves her freedom, but her aunt wants to see her settle down with a family. Without Christine's knowledge, her aunt signs her up for TerraMates. When Christine finds a mysterious relic in an alien junkyard, she entangles her future with Axl and the Urwanian war. TerraMates puts them together, and he thinks she is his soulmate. Together, they must defeat the Makroid and restore peace to the galaxy - if they can stop fighting each other.

I should have stayed gone… But I was lured back by the promise of getting closure. Now I’m being held captive by my ex, who has no intention of letting me go. He believes he knows everything about me, but what he doesn’t know is that I have a secret, and I intend to take it to the grave.

What’s better than one billionaire? Three, of course. The banter is sexy, the action is even sexier, and the sparks fly fast and hot. Billionaire Secrets collects three of Ainsley Booth’s steamiest novellas into one delicious omnibus edition.

Navy SEAL Nathan Meyers and recent divorcee (as of an hour ago) Emme Ryan both want a night of escape from their real lives, for very different reasons. A chance meeting and a single drink at an airport bar turns into a night of unexpected fun and pleasure when a freak snow storm keeps them on the ground. But when morning comes, will they stick to the rules they set out at the start of the night?

Becca rushed to her bedroom, still carrying the laptop. There were two people she didn't want to keep waiting! She quickly pulled out the dress she'd bought earlier that week. It was a fairly simple cut but extremely well made, a little shorter than she was used to. Suddenly she had an idea, and she typed quickly: "Should I change in the bedroom, or should I take the dress to the bathroom?"

This was supposed to be nothing more than a game, one where the odds were completely stacked in my favor—but it all went awry. Losing Raven again hurt much worse than before—because there is no coming back from this. Now, I'm a man bent on avenging what I’ve lost. But one thing will always remain the same: she was mine. But there's something I don't know: nothing is as it seems.