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The Weatherford Ball is the last chance Julia Beaumont has to escape the clutches of her horrid stepmother. Any potential husband will do-rich, poor, even a reasonably well-groomed walrus. But all of Julia's matrimonial chances are completely obliterated...thanks to the actions of an infuriating and utterly rakish duke. Gregory Carter, Duke of Ashworth, would never risk his cherished bachelorhood by flirting with marriage-starved debutantes. But one look at the luscious and refreshingly clever Julia, and he simply can't resist a stolen kiss-scandal be damned.

'Tis the season for revenge.

Maddox Jamenson almost lost his mate before he knew she existed, but his life is now exactly how he'd dreamed it. The war with the Centrals is over, and his family is healing one day at a time. Ellie is reveling in the simple perfection that is her life and family now, but that doesn't mean she can shed the self-doubts and concerns that come with being a new mother, mate, and Redwood.

If you’re looking for a classic case of opposites attract—look no further. There’s me: Pretty. Flamboyant. Extra. Some even say ridiculous. I’m a tour dancer for the biggest pop star in the world with an exploding social media platform and a constant need for attention. I’ve got photographers banging down my door to take my picture, hot men blowing up my DMs to collaborate, and more thirsty fans to please every day. And then there’s Asher: Quiet. Reserved. Shy. Repressed. He’s the hot tattoo artist who pierced my septum. What he sees in me is an escape from his miserable relationship.

Die Manipulatorin. Ich kann die Emotionen von jedem manipulieren, der es zulässt. Ich werde dich verletzen, dich weinen lassen, dich zum Lachen und Seufzen bringen. Aber meine Worte berühren ihn nicht. Besonders dann nicht, wenn ich darum flehe, dass er geht. Er ist immer da, beobachtet und wartet. Und ich kann niemals wegschauen. Nicht, wenn ich möchte, dass er näher kommt. Der Schatten. Ich wollte mich nicht verlieben. Aber jetzt kann ich ihr nicht mehr fernbleiben. Ich bin fasziniert von ihrem Lächeln, von ihren Augen und der Art, wie sie sich bewegt. Der Art, wie sie sich auszieht.

Heartless. Ruthless. Stone-cold killer. That's me. I destroy anything in my path to get what I want. Then she showed up. Olivia Bell. She's sweet and innocent and in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now she's mine. My property. I own her. Given to me as a bargaining chip. She's not a part of my plans, but plans change. Her pouty lips and gorgeous curves beg me to break her. Taking her lush, curvy body and ravaging it for all it's worth would be easy, but I want to earn her submission. It's addictive. I want it. I want her.

Sebastian Stremmel doesn’t need another headache. He has enough of his own without Sara Shapiro, the noisy new reconstructive surgeon, stomping all around his surgical wing with her chippy, chirpy cheerfulness. But Sebastian doesn’t usually get what he wants. No one gets under his skin like Sara - so much so a heated “debate” and an exam room left in shambles later, they land themselves in eight weeks of hospital-mandated conflict resolution counseling. Now they’re forced to fight fair…which quickly leads them to playing dirty when no one’s looking.

I like it when people stare. I like the attention. I've never been drawn to the meek or mild. At least, not until I met Hannah Kate, the journalist hired by Dallin to do a story on Twisted Ink and feature me as its best artist. Even her name screams good girl next door. And that's exactly what she is. Sweet. Innocent. Pure. Everything I'd ruin if I had even a small taste of her. The problem? The two hulking neanderthals she's linked herself to in a surprisingly sexy throuple.

Humans and dragons alike had declared war in Kalista. Every supernatural must stand and fight, but would it be unified or did the dragon cult hold their allegiance? Humans have been experimenting on their own, creating something more mechanical than human. Dragons have been making alliances with other supernaturals under the guise of fighting our mutual enemy, but their agenda was darker than that. All I wanted was to hide away with my mates, wrapped in the love we shared. It was a fantasy I desperately yearned for, but with every turn, a new enemy revealed themself.

PRESLEY JAMES isn't one for being impulsive. But now she's found herself smack dab in the middle of Randall, Texas. Population 5,549. And to make matters worse, she can't seem to get away from a cowboy whose love of giving her nicknames is testing her patience. A cowboy who is flirty, annoying, and too young for her.

Kade, a slightly older werewolf (at over 100 years), needs a night way from the Pack. Too many responsibilities and one near miss with a potential mate made Kade hide in his work, the only peace he can find. His brother convinces him to meet the sexy woman for a one night of fun. What could it hurt? But when he finds this woman could be his mate, can he convince her to leave her orderly, sane world and be with him and his wolf-half, for life?

Paméla, fraîchement célibataire après une trahison conjugale, s'embarque dans une nouvelle aventure personnelle et professionnelle en enseignant à Laval. Déterminée à se reconstruire, elle accepte un rendez-vous intrigant à Boisbriand, encouragée par sa collègue Andréanne. Ce rendez-vous l'amène au Titan Studio, un salon de tatouage où elle rencontre Dominic, un tatoueur captivant. Au fil de la séance, Paméla se laisse emporter par ses fantasmes, révélant une part inexplorée de son désir et amorçant un voyage vers la redécouverte de soi.

Men ruin women...especially men like Chase Davis. Good looking, intelligent, rich, and powerful - I never stood a chance. When he entered my life, I was finally healing after having barely survived the men of my past. My soul sisters told me to take a chance, to let someone in. I let him in, and he surrounded me with a light so bright that I was blinded by the truth. Men don't ruin women. They devour them in every way that counts.

With his easy-going bad-boy attitude, a last name that rules over Las Vegas, and a body to die for, girls have always been at Savio’s disposal. Unfortunately, the hottest girl in Vegas comes with a price Savio isn’t willing to pay. For Savio to get Gemma, he’d need to seal the deal and put a ring on her finger. Settling down is out of the question, no matter how hot a piece of ass waits at the altar. Gemma Bazzoli has had a crush on Savio from the first moment she came face to face with his arrogant smile, but for him, she was always his best friend's annoying little sister.

An erotic novel of discipline, love, and surrender for the enjoyment of men and women. This sequel to The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty, the first of Anne Rice's elegantly written volumes of erotica, continues her explicit, teasing exploration of the psychology of human desire. Now Beauty, having...

NIKOLAI: We built this empire with blood and brutality. We don’t answer to anyone. We’re untouchable. Or at least, we were–until someone dug deep enough to find the secrets that could burn it all to the ground. The price of their silence? A marriage that merges their dynasty with ours. I don’t want a wife–especially not Ani Sargsyan, the spoiled mafia princess with a sharp mouth and hatred for everything I am. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect my family and what we’ve built, even if it means putting a ring on her finger… And a leash around her throat. She doesn’t have to love me.

Henry Lennox is a powerful man with unique tastes. He sits atop a media empire that he has built from the ground up. Surrounded by only the most beautiful and talented of women, he enjoys both success and excess.

The fourth book in the Talon Pack series...where the daughter of the most beloved Redwood Pack character finds not one, but two mates...

I look her body up and down as I circle her. Mine? I smile a devious, deviant, I'm-gonna-make-you-sorry-you-ever-started-playing-this-game-with-me smile. And then I take her hand. I lead her to the elevator. We go up to my apartment. I tie her wrists together with rope. Raise her arms above her head. And chain her to the ceiling. It's my turn.

FBI special agents Galen and Vance have waited to play with Sally for a long time. When the mischievous submissive returns to the exclusive Shadowlands BDSM club after an ugly relationship, the experienced co-tops are more than pleased. Realizing she's suppressing deep-seated emotions, the powerful doms push her - only to find that her sassiness conceals a scarred and vulnerable heart.