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When Cynthia Donnelly lays eyes on her high school crush at her brother's wedding rehearsal, she regrets her self-imposed one-year moratorium on dating. If possible, he's even hotter now than when they were teens. Back in school, Shane made a point to ignore his best friend's cute, sassy little sister. Now that she's grown into an incredibly sexy woman full of Irish spunk, resisting her is out of the question. Besides, in his book all "hands off" rules have expired.

Ryan Donnelly's past relationship may have failed, but he's determined to make single fatherhood and his career resounding successes. He's got his eye on the top of the ladder at an LA marketing firm when his gaze snags on coworker Maiya Rossini. She's a feisty, witty, tattooed redhead who's nowhere near his type, but she pushes every one of his hot buttons.

Greenwich Village is home to successful artist Jimmy Donnelly, and the world is his playground. A broken heart in college left him with zero interest in being tied down. But when he meets a sexy, quick-witted Manhattan attorney, he reconsiders his bad boy ways. Sonja Martin's life is filled with work, an ex-husband who refuses to stay gone, and a teenage daughter who won't follow the rules. Jimmy, with his myriad of tattoos and piercings, looks more like one of her clients than a potential lover.

Sworn enemies are plunged into a steamy, forbidden romance in the first book of a new series that explore the darker side of the richly imagined world of Nightshade Twenty-five-year-old Tristan Doran is a direct descendant of the Keepers—witches who have embraced dark magic. Deferring only...

My family - in hiding from the Japanese Yakuza. My club - at war with the very organization my family is hiding from. Though, amidst the chaos, there is one shining light. A Spanner in the works. A woman who's not only the complete opposite of me, and everything I stand for, but a woman who my parents should frown upon. She's brash, where I am guarded. We shouldn't work. This story isn't about a dynasty reuniting and mending old wounds-it's betrayal, deception, conflict, and turmoil. Bloodshed - it's coming. Who will pay the ultimate penance?

Love isn't easy for a man raised on hate. Plain and simple. When David took Lianna Mercier to destroy her, he didn't know that he’d fall for her. A mistake he'd happily make again...because now she's his entire world. But he's not the only monster at her door. She's still heir to a family name steeped in blood and violence, a criminal family that she's too innocent to face alone, and they're coming for her. He'll die before he lets her go, because losing her will only end one way - with him eating a bullet. The only problem is...can he even ask her to choose him after all he's done?

Lianna Mercier has everything. She’s beautiful, well-educated, her father is rich, powerful - and she works for him. The perfect little princess, raised to be just like daddy. But it’s all a lie. A bloody, screwed up lie, and David Gethen is about to tear it all down and destroy Lianna in the process. He wants revenge, he wants to finish the plan his father started years ago - but after he takes her, after he tortures her, he begins to realize just how wrong he may have been.

Detective Rainey Astor has run headfirst into danger for as long as she can remember. Her trip to Salem was no different, and although she and Elijah are back in Billings, nothing could have prepared them for the repercussions they will face upon their return home. Determined to get back to normal despite the fact that everything's changed, Rainey dives back into work at the same time bodies of dead witches start popping up all over town. Their ritualistic style murders scream sacrifice, but there's something darker at work.

Luke Chambers has always been a ladies’ man, but he’s kept his eyes to himself when it came to his best friend’s little sister. But when Sage walks into his brewery, he can’t believe the girl he used to tease has grown up into the kind of woman found only in his fantasies. And when he hears her dilemma, he’s more than happy to help.

A werebear is just a cute name for what Brandon Ranger really is—a berserker. Beneath his skin lies a warrior driven by pure, brutal emotion. A warrior who never quits, no matter how much pain he's in. Which was fine when he was at war. But at home, nothing's so easy. Especially not when prickly sheriff's deputy Samantha Green just wants to be friends. Because a berserker's emotions never sit quiet—and when Brandon's need comes roaring to the surface, there's only one way to save her: Run.

For months, I've tried to stop loving her. Begged myself in the darkness of the night as I lay awake, to let her go. So badly, I've wanted to move on from the hurt inside and the love I still cling to, but I can't. Telling myself not to love her is like telling myself to stop breathing. Impossible. Unfathomable. But watching her prepare to marry another man is like a searing knife to the heart that keeps twisting. Beginning a new life in California seemed like the only option, but seeing her while I lie in my hospital bed, I can sense something is amiss.

Pushing Lucy Remington's buttons is my favorite pastime and has been since we were kids. Watching as her brilliant blue eyes darken in anger when I mockingly call her Princess—even though she is one—fills me with immense satisfaction. She's the last woman on Earth I would want to take as my wife, yet that's exactly what her grandfather—my King—asks of me.

I lost my orc. But he left me with something better. One year ago, Nevarth had to leave me. I never even got a chance to say goodbye. I thought I had lost him forever. Until I felt a kick in my belly. Now a part of him lives on in his son. When I look at his son, I feel that hope. And I feel sadness at having lost Nevarth. Until the day he returns.

I can't tell you where I'm going, and I can't begin to understand where I've been, but I'm alive. Alive and alone, until a savior presents himself in tattered clothes and a frayed beanie. Shielding me with his protection, the promise of tomorrow seems to be within reach after all. He shows me how to navigate the city, how to steal, and survive. And just when I think I might have a future running the streets, my world comes to a halt for a pair of stunning hazel eyes. The boy attached isn't too bad either.

I slept with the girl I bullied in high school, then left her on prom night. I screwed up. Ten years later, if I don't save her, the damage I've caused will consume us both.

Her father murdered my uncle in front of me, starting a war between our families, and I learned from a young age to never trust a Paladino. But I never expected to be so captivated by the daughter of the very man I long to kill. The sight of her, dancing in another man's arms, ignites a fury so powerful it catches me off guard. My interest in her is dangerous, and the lines of my loyalty are blurring. I should hate her. I do hate her. At least, that's what I continue to tell myself.

After a heart-wrenching breakup, Grayson Cole was just what I needed. A stranger in a bar whose gorgeous eyes and sexy-as-sin lips helped me forget the sting of a lost relationship. Add in his charm, intelligence, and our shared love of books. How could I resist? We danced and kissed our way through an incredible night of passion. One I'd never forget. One I didn't want to end. The chemistry between us was too hot to put out, so we made plans. A phone number and hope were what I left Grayson with. Afterward, the worst thing possible happened.

There are things Zara Faire wishes she never knew about her father. After returning to New Rome in the wake of her mother's funeral, an invitation to an elusive club introduces her to a sinister world of organized crime that she learns she belongs to by birthright. There, she witnesses an execution at the hands of the Cardinals and becomes the perfect pawn in a vicious, deadly game.

For years, I've waited. For years, the hate inside me has grown, manifesting into a rage so dark its demons consumed my soul. I didn't fight it. I welcomed it. The time has come. My brothers think they can save me. How do you save a man that's devoured by demons? You don't.

The first time my step-dad raped me, I prayed for God to save me . . . he never came. Instead, my savior came in the form of a Priest. For years we've done God's bidding. Blood coats our hands and souls, devilish deeds done in the Lord's name. But changes are coming and our time is running out. I'm not sure I'm ready. Not sure I can face the man in the mirror when the mask comes off. I'm drowning in the uncertainty of the future. I need someone to save me. I need them.