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Raised by a family of cops who see the world in black and white, I grew up with a defiant streak a mile long, and an immunity to gun-toting alpha males. That is until I find myself at the Carnage clubhouse, and at the mercy of their Kings. Now, my black-and-white world is a dirty shade of gray, and my immunity to alpha males has disappeared...along with my underwear. While I find myself torn between my knights in blue and my kings in black leather, a killer emerges from the shadows, ready to rip both my worlds apart.

Life hasn’t been kind to Harper Rain. In fact, so far, it’s only proven the one person she can rely on is herself. But when all her efforts to escape her family fail, she takes the last desperate option—run. With little more than a few dollars to her name, she ends up in the small town of Misty Peak. The first person she meets is a tall mountain of a man…whose kindness is only outshone by his captivating smile.

I didn’t mean to fall for a man—let alone two at once. Especially not in the middle of a manhunt. I moved back to Birchwood Springs to help my mom with the bakery. What I got was a kidnapping, a conspiracy, and two men willing to burn the world down to protect me. Malerick Timberbridge is broody, guarded, and far too used to being alone. Cassian Harlan is the new bartender—or so he says. He’s chaos in a tactical vest and the only one who can crack Mal’s hardened exterior.

I never thought of myself as dad material. Until my one-night stand showed up in my small Alaskan town five months pregnant. But I don’t shy away from responsibility. First, because I’m a Greene, and not to boast, but we’re kind of a big deal in Sunrise Bay. Second, I’m the sheriff.

I had it all. The luxury apartment, hot dates, and the big office to go with long nights at the office. Life was perfect. But after a one-night stand, two little lines on a pregnancy test, and three lost legal cases later... Well, overnight I went from career lawyer to single mom. It’s okay, I can do it. I’m ready to face this alone until.... Along comes Nathaniel Chadwick. Billionaire adrenaline junky. Everyone’s favorite playboy...and my sister’s brother-in-law.

Londyn McCormack didn't have a typical childhood. She ran away from home at 16, escaping parents more interested in drugs than their daughter. She doesn't have loving siblings or an adorable pet. Her only family is the five other runaway kids who shared her junkyard home. Life pulled them all in separate directions, taking her to Boston. For a short time, she thought she'd found something permanent. But after a devastating divorce, she's running away again, this time to find a lost friend.

After a shoulder injury put my NHL career on ice, I resigned myself to the fact I’d never see my way out of the minor league again. As my career faded, my estranged brother’s star shot into orbit as the first-line left winger for the Pittsburgh Titans. But when the team’s plane crashed returning home one night, his light was snuffed out, and I was given the opportunity of a lifetime. Now I’m in Pittsburgh, playing for the Titans, and face-to-face with my dead brother’s ghost at every turn.

Know what they say about never mixing business with pleasure? Yeah, no. The one about never sleeping with your boss? I ignored it too. I blame Aslan Spearman, the boss.

Five years ago, we’d been together and on fire, but the flames burned us both. Now she’s back in my life and is all my wildest fantasies in the flesh. I want her. The desire is too powerful to argue against, but I’m not interested in what we had. This is an arrangement about pleasure and finding out who we are behind closed doors. There won’t be talk of love or any sweet nothings whispered by either of us.

When the daughter of a White House aide goes missing, the President calls in Zane Lewis and his team of former special forces soldiers to find the missing girl. The Red Team, having a well-earned reputation for being the best, discovers the true motive behind the kidnapping, and all hell breaks loose. All Olivia Cox wants to do is escape her life. The harder she tries to break free from the pressure and obligations of her stifling family, the faster she sinks into a nightmare of her own making. This latest decision may be the last one she ever makes.

Taima, a.k.a. Tai, is the last person people come to for help. He’s the fuck up...the bad boy...the guy that only looks out for himself. Which couldn’t be further from the truth. He’s fought hard to become the man he is today. He’s a hero in the public’s eye. A firefighter that the young all the way to the old turn to for help at the lowest point in their lives. What people don’t know, though, is that he’s no hero. He’s the reason his sister is dead, and he’ll spend the rest of his life trying to right that wrong.

I am a simple man. I love fine vodka, whips, and beautiful women. And I have a secret. At 21, I’ve just inherited my family's entire fortune. Young, rich, and powerful, I am a force to be reckoned with - in and out of the bedroom. But the streets of Russia are dangerous. When innocence is threatened, I risk my life to save a girl.

My love wand is on a strike. As bad as that blows, pun unintended, it’s 10 times worse for me. I’m a male escort, but not just any escort, I’m the escort. The one with a mile-long waiting list and a pristine reputation that’s very well-deserved. Only now, I’m on hiatus. Because after years of pleasing women all over the city, my man missile decides to get finicky. And the only woman he wants? Someone I can never have - my best friend’s younger sister, the nerdy and awkwardly adorable Sienna.

I've always been a wild child and my own worst enemy. Ditched by my best friend at a biker bar. A broken Jeep in a new town with no one to call. What else could possibly go wrong? I'm Makenna Dixon, not a damsel in distress. My parents taught me how to survive on my own. But a handsome stranger thinks he'll be my saving grace. A challenge leads to a lip lock I can't quite forget.

An actress since she was 14 years old, Paige Lockwood finds herself craving a little normalcy after a scandal rocks her otherwise predictable world. With everyone in her life attempting to control her, she takes matters into her own hands and leaves town without so much as a plan or a destination.

This may be my toughest mission yet. None of my SEAL training or my time in the CIA has prepared me for this: a prickly, five-foot-nothing hellcat Jasmin Smith. She was mine. She can fight it all she wanted, but in the end, I would have her every way a man can have his woman. She was a sassy little thing, making me work to bend her to my demands. But I will! I will bend her and tie her to me so tight she would never be able to get free. Only problem is I had to break her first. I had secrets that she needed to know.

All his other Harem brothers have found their one true love, and they are spectacular princesses. Not Valor’s girl. Veila is the definition of evil. Not the kind of girl for whom a guy falls. Especially a stand-up guy like Valor. He’s not interested in her sexy glow, her pretty hair, or her glowing eyes. No. Valor only wants one thing for his fated princess. Death.

Wes Reynolds. Basketball player, arrogant, always sleeping through class. And my new tutor. Lincoln Reeves, golf pro and swing coach, might be the one person who can take my game to the next level. If I don’t throw my club at his handsome face first. Secretly hooking up with my brother’s teammate was a bad idea. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat.

Amelia loves her good friend, Avery. So much so that she agrees to do the stupidest thing ever. A stranger photo shoot. You know the type. The photographer takes photos of two individuals. Two individuals that, until that day, have never met in their life. The moment she shows up at the photo shoot, she knows that she made a terrible decision. Why? Because the total stranger about to be in an intimate photo shoot with her is the hottest thing that’s ever walked the streets of Kilgore, Texas. If not the entire US of A.

Darling Arrow, I shouldn’t be writing this. It’s not as if I’m ever going to send you this letter, and there are a million reasons why. First of all, I was sent to this reform school as a punishment for a petty, totally inconsequential crime. Not to ogle the principal’s hot son around the campus. Second of all, you’re a giant jerk. You’re arrogant and moody and so cold. Sometimes, I think I shouldn’t even like you.