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I don’t date football players. I’m not interested in the ones who are a decade older than me. I want nothing to do with the ones who play on the same team as my brothers, and I certainly avoid the ones who spend more time in strip clubs than kids’ clubs. So why do I suddenly find myself faking a relationship with Ben Olson, the bad boy tight end who fits every descriptor on my naughty list?

Rumors swirled around the Rake Forge University campus about a scandalous game played by none other than the Devil's baseball team. Honestly, I didn't care. Not my business, but when my editor takes away my chance to be featured in the senior showcase, and my little sister gets a mysterious playing card, a devious idea emerged. I decided I'd sneak into the party, and scoop the story. I would not get caught, definitely not seduced, and absolutely wouldn't die.

Several months ago, I was the queen of English Prep. The boys stopped in their tracks at the sight of my too-short plaid skirt, and the girls cowered behind their locker doors, envious of me ruling the halls with the most desired boy by my side. But the thing about queens? They often fall to their own demise.

When I married my husband, we promised till death do us part. Too bad only one of us meant it. Licking my wounds, I’m forced to take my son and move back home to start over. Also not in my plans is Kane Decker, my high school crush, still living next door to my parents. Yet there he is, in all his mouth-watering glory, determined to help me find the carefree girl he once knew. Kane makes me want things. And I’m not sure I’m ready to open my heart up again no matter how amazing his kiss is or how much I crave his skin against mine.

We’ve all heard about the public image consultant brought in to fix the bad boy’s image. That’s not me. Nope, quite the opposite. I’ve been hired - well, blackmailed is more like it - to be a bad influence on grumpy, gorgeous, humor-deprived billionaire Elliott Bradford. He’s just become the public face of his family’s company, Bradford Amusement Parks. Problem: The board is about to kick him to the curb because they think Elliott wouldn’t recognize fun if it bit him in the as...spiration.

For hotshot quarterback Luke Finnegan, love and chaos are always intertwined, and when he decides he's through with relationships, a blonde artist with pink streaks in her hair convinces him sometimes love is worth the madness.

A year ago, four men slipped through the cracks in the criminal justice system. They should be rotting behind bars. Instead they’re spending spring break at a Costa Rican resort. Well, you know what they say - eat, drink, and merry boys, for tomorrow...you die. With Samantha gone, I literally have nothing left to lose. All that’s left to do is pull the trigger. And then I see her walking across the crowded airport - Sam, my Sam - and know she’s here for the same reason I am. For justice. For revenge. To take back everything that’s been stolen from us.

I’m a born fighter, a savage when it comes to protecting the people I love. And there’s no one I love more than her. Samantha is my first, my only, my ride or die, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her with me, where she belongs. I will bridge any distance. Tear anyone who hurts her apart with my bare hands. But you can’t fight an enemy without a face, and for the first time since we were kids, Sam is keeping secrets from me. Dangerous secrets that might tear us apart....

Bree Bracelyn doesn't date cops. It's a personal rule that quavers when Austin Dugan flashes his baby blues - and his badge - at Ponderosa Resort's grand opening. Bree's the family fixer, running the resort's PR and her siblings' lives with cheerful efficiency. But one thing in Bree's past can't ever be fixed, which is why she's staying the hell away from Officer Hottie.

Sean Bracelyn can whip up a saffron-laced lobster risotto in his sleep, but relationships? That's one recipe he hasn't nailed. Not that he has time, between launching a new restaurant and building a luxury resort with his awkwardly-blended family. But when his dream girl nearly knocks him unconscious with a dead turkey, it's all Sean can do to keep his eyes on the gazpacho and off Amber King's perfect curves.

After being shot, the guys decide I have to go to a real doc. Luckily, she's a nurse who is a five-foot-two brunette bombshell with legs for days. I'll make sure to repay her for her kindness. Again and again. When I find out she’s pregnant with my baby, I realize the club might not be the only thing in life. Can I have everything? When they are threatened, I have to decide. Noelle or the Bad Disciples. Family or blood. Nobody touches either when I'm around.

One second I was standing on the shore, wondering if I'll ever learn the truth about my parents, and the next I'm caught in a whirlpool, drowning. Someone - or something - is out to get me. But who? And why? An elite sailing team saved my life, but these irresistible men seem to think I called them here. They say I'm a Siren. Their Siren. Turns out there's a whole lot about me I never knew, and these men are here to help me figure it out. I wanted to become more badass this year.... I'd say growing a tail qualifies.

Getting cast in a Vegas show was my ticket out...but I quickly realize that doesn’t mean I’m actually free as a bird. I’m not who I think I am. Not even a little. I meet my castmates - five men who say they were sent to protect me. They take me under their wing, but they’re keeping secrets from me, too.... They aren’t ordinary men. They are hawk-shifters, and they claim I’m part of a bigger purpose. I just wanted to dance, to move across a stage. But maybe I was meant for more. Maybe I was meant to fly. In fact, maybe I was meant to soar.

The crime boss. The hustling queen. Cross and Catherine Donati have been married five years, but the life they've chosen still has things to teach them yet. One can never become too comfortable in their business. Trouble soon follows. The principe and principessa are all grown up...It's tough being at the top. When all Cross wants is to slow down the world, reality has a way of speeding it back up. Just when Catherine thinks she's learned everything her mother has to teach, more lessons come her way.

Men. They all come from the big genetic whirlpool of dysfunction central and their brains are all wired the same when it comes to women. “I’ll text her when I get around to it, in a day or two. Three if she’s lucky.” From one failed relationship after another, I made it my mission to get inside the heads of men to find out what really made them tick when it came to pursuing a woman. My goal was to help women take their lives and their power back when the guy they liked behaved badly. I wanted to empower them by teaching the concept of #Delete.

Cross Donati fills his days with the mafia, family, and responsibility. The wild boy is a distant memory. A waiting prince now sits in his place. An old debt puts the gunrunner right back into the path of his past, but he only sees his future. Every king needs a queen. Catherine Marcello learned how to stand on her own, and she no longer needs saving. The sly girl is far more dangerous now. A broken promise taught her how to live again. One conversation puts the hustler face to face with her first love, but she only sees heartache.

A wild boy. A sly girl. Cross Donati defines trouble. He does what he wants because he's never known anything different. He's unapologetic, and he owns it. Catherine Marcello is every bit a good girl . . . on the outside. Her entire world is a legacy, and she lives it. She's curious, and she's exploring it. She chases bad things. He never learned to be good. There are late nights, stolen cars, first times, fist fights, leather jackets, beaches, bloody smiles, and life. They are vicious and precious, dangerous and harmless, innocence and sin. They are love. Love is killing for someone.

Talia Lennick expected an uneventful week at the beach with her family. Reading, sunbathing, recharging her proverbial batteries - all typical beach vacation activities. Oh, and dealing with her family, which was too concerned with her almost-30-and-single status. What she didn't expect was Briggs Townsend. Briggs was the handsome man living in the house next door, who looked too damned sexy all the time - whether he was surfing or wielding a tool belt while remodeling his beach house. It was hard to keep her eyes off him.

When the most traumatic tragedy imaginable occurred, Kalli found herself alone - in every sense of the word. Nothing could have prepared her for the loss she endured, and only one person could put her back together. Riot wanted nothing more than to comfort Kalli, to be the person she trusted, turned to, and leaned on, but after weeks of silence, he was starting to believe nothing would ever bring them back together. Except, perhaps, circumstance.

Kalli Rivers was a woman with the weight of the world on her shoulders. Tragic loss and unfortunate circumstance left her with more responsibility than she was ever prepared for, but she managed to build a good life and keep her eyes focused on her top priority - even if it meant she was putting herself last. Riot Bentley was the hot new actor trying to work hard and make it big in the country's toughest industry. He showed up for his first high-profile job and was captivated by a woman. But it wasn't the leading lady who caught his eye; it was the beautiful yet reserved costume designer.