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When you work hard and have the bank account to prove it, you're entitled to play hard. I've seen some crazy things. I've caused some crazy scenes. And there's no shame in my game. But I'm still knocked off my stilettos when an insane chain of events leads to me inheriting a baby. The craziest part? The baby comes with a by-the-books, no-nonsense retired Marine who's so regimented that I wouldn't be surprised if he irons his boxer shorts.

When hardened mercenary Jared Fraser finds a woman bleeding in the snow outside his remote cabin, he takes her in and patches her up, intending to get her back to her life and out of his as quickly as possible. But Liberty King is a special case. She shows signs of recent abuse, and she can’t remember who she is - the only hint is a necklace with a name engraved on it.

Gabriel Martinez is the most arrogant and infuriating man I've ever met. He has a knee-weakening smirk that makes me want to kiss—no—slap it off his rude, sexy face. Judging by his ego, you'd think the hose in his pants is as big as the one on his fire truck. Not that I know anything about that nor do I want to. Nope, not at all. He's already been forgotten like last season's Michael Kors.

Royal St. James got her name when she was born. Not because her mother loved her royally, but because Royal was a giant pain in the ass. She’s spent her entire life fighting to live, and the last thing she needs is to deal with some pretty-boy police officer who wouldn’t know a hardship if it came up and bit him in the...you know. Justice Rector wasn’t born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He was raised to work hard and always fight for what he believed in. His father was a cop, and ever since he could remember, he wanted to be one, too.

My brother is in trouble. Again. But this time he’s in debt to some really bad people, and I’ll do anything to save him. Even be blackmailed into cracking an unbreakable safe belonging to the most gorgeous man in New York. And one of the richest. Steal from Zane Rot - king of Wall Street and one of the famous billionaire bachelors of New York - sure thing, piece of cake.

Following rules shot me to the top of my game as an all-star baseball player, and the golden rule is this - don’t hook up with your teammate’s sister. But ask her to be your fake date when you desperately need one for a family wedding? Nothing in the guy code against that. Plus, the flirty, feisty Sierra’s my friend too, so why the hell not pretend we’re madly in lust for two days in Hawaii? 

Deacon has a great life. A loyal brotherhood within the Blood Fury MC. A successful bail bonds business he runs with his cousin, Judge. A faithful dog. He’s also an expert at seducing the ladies. He’s got the looks. He’s got the charm. And he’s got the skill. Or at least he thought he did. Until he met his match. A woman who not only resists him, but challenges him at every turn. 

After she's kidnapped by blue-skinned aliens, Taylor escapes and bails from an alien space station in a shuttle she has no clue how to drive. She crash lands on a nearby planet made up mostly of jungle. Once she finds her way off the planet, she's determined to return to Earth. Until Wulf, her Crakairian "mate", comes to her rescue. He says he won't fight her if she wants to return home, but that doesn't stop him from trying to change her mind.

How hard can it be? That was the question rolling around Larissa Mason’s mind just before she asked Hollis Hudson to be her fake boyfriend. It was only supposed to be for five minutes, after all. Granted, that was also before she felt his hand on the small of her back as he charmed the heck out of her family.

It seemed like a good idea at the time. A two-week Hawaiian vacation with a beautiful woman. What could go wrong? Well, when that woman is my best friend’s little sister, the answer is - everything. Mackenzie Langston has been in my life since we were kids, and until now, I didn’t see past her family and our friendship. So when she tells me she’s sworn off men for the next year after a bad breakup, I jump at the chance to have some company on the vacation I’d booked for me and my cheating ex. But Mack’s all grown up, and we’re both on the rebound.

There’s a reason they call me Wylde, and it’s not just because it’s my last name. I might be one of the newest players on the Arizona Vengeance team, but I’m no stranger to the celebrity that goes along with being a professional hockey player. When a quirky redhead at the local bookstore stops me dead in my tracks, I decide to pop in and turn on the trusty Wylde magic. As smart and strong-willed as she is beautiful, Clarke Webber isn’t swayed by my witty banter or charming good looks. Thankfully, I’m always up for a challenge.

I thought I was doing right by those Emilia and I both love when I let her go. So why has not a single thing in my life felt right since she left? Emilia is back now, and I'm ready to fight like hell for her. But how do I convince Emilia to give me another chance when she keeps going out of her way to avoid me?

If God created the perfect man he would closely resemble Creed - on the outside, that is. He’s as cavalier as they come. Unconcerned. Cold. Dismissive. I wonder if he has any feelings at all. And when his lips touch mine, everything goes black. He takes me into his world, and it’s the most magical thing I’ve ever experienced. And I’m sucked in time and time again. Like a moth to the flame, I am ready to be set alight.

Kendra is a messy-haired, pajama-pants-wearing ball of sass. The first thing she does is try to make friends with my random from the night before - giving her all sorts of bad ideas. I don’t date. I don’t use words like girlfriend, or I’ll text you later. F--k that. Relationships aren’t for me. I’ll give a woman a night she won’t forget, but once it’s over, I’m out. I keep people at a distance, and I have my reasons. But Kendra starts getting under my skin. And when my life crashes and burns - literally - Kendra is the only person on whom I can count.

After 10 years in foster care, 18-year-old Ronan is finally reunited with family. His uncle gives him a roof over his head and puts him to work, managing a shabby apartment complex in Santa Cruz, California. But a second chance is still a second chance. Ronan becomes a solitary hunter, a vigilante, walking the streets at night to keep the nightmares at bay. If he can use the anger burning in his tainted blood to protect instead of hurt, maybe then he’ll find the absolution he seeks. Then he meets Shiloh.

For Silver Parisi, life should be simpler than ever now that Jacob Weaving is behind bars. However, corruption runs deep within Raleigh's town limits, and in the end, power and money will turn even those sworn to serve and protect. Alex Moretti's never had anything to lose. Kicked from foster home to foster home, beaten, broken and abandoned, he's used to fighting for his own survival. The brutal challenges he's had to face have hardened him and made him a savage force to be reckoned with.

When Skye Callahan’s boyfriend tells her he’s been cheating with her best friend, one thing becomes clear. She’s nearly lost it all. No family, no friends, and now, no boyfriend. Fortunately, Skye’s got her bookshop, and she’s beginning to think that’s the only thing worth holding onto. Unfortunately, something comes flying through the front door of her store, leaving her wondering how things could possibly get any worse.

I wanted a hero, a white knight who would fight for me. Marco fights for his family, for his honor.... He doesn’t fight for love. But my traitorous body still yearns for him. Still responds to the sound of his voice, the memories of our long nights together. I fell in love with a man who doesn’t exist, and I damned us all when I did. God help me, I’d still choose Marco Bellanti all over again.

Betrayed. Not just by our allies, but by the dark goddess who sent me on this doomed mission in the first place. Now, my monsters and I are prisoners of the dark fae warlord, pawns in his endless war games. But nothing in Midnight is ever what it seems. Not the warlord. Not our enemies. And not the vile magick humming beneath the surface, calling to me in ways I’m ashamed to admit to anyone... Anyone but him.

Four years have passed since I left home, my parents, and my brother Asher behind - since I shut out my past. And Erin. Four years since I last saw her, since I heard her voice and held her in my arms. I've spent my time forging a path from woman to woman, from bed to bed, trying to find an answer. But I think I've lost my way. There's no light at the end of the dark. No big surprise. I carry the dark inside me. I'm a bastard - branded as such from the start. I never give my phone number and address. I take my pleasure, and don't come back for seconds. No commitments, no promises.