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Because they were sent there to kill her. Not fall for her. Not feel sorry for her. Not want to take care of her, or protect her, or be in to her. But sometimes, people enter your life for a reason. Sometimes, they even enter at the very moment you need them most. And Yvette Nightingale needs AJ and Logan. She needs them even more than they need her.

Jesse Boston is the man of my dreams. He's super sexy, super rich, and super funny. He gets all my jokes, he treats me like a princess, and our love life is smokin' hot. So I'm gonna marry him. I'm not real picky about how that happens, and if my mother wants to have her say, fine. That's fine. She gave birth to three boys and just one girl. So I get it. She NEEDS a wedding. But when she invites my childhood nemesis, KAREN, to plan our wedding AND be one of my bride's maids? Uh - no. It's not happening.

Dark men. They are intriguing, and charming, and powerful. They are changing the world. They are changing themselves. They are playing with lust, and love, and fear, and loathing. Addicted to each other, to their secret, to the seduction, to the sex. It’s a crash in the making. And yes, it’s on purpose. These men are dark. And this is the story of how Nova Ryan loves them.

Fancy boats. Lakeside mansions. Luxe watches and bespoke suits. The Kings of High Court College act like Gods. And Cooper Valcourt is the worst of them. He is the bully king. His family owns everything. And his mission is to put me in my place and send me packing. But Cooper and I have a history filled with secrets. And everyone knows that power doesn’t come from having money. It comes from holding secrets. And I’m holding one of his.

You want the diamonds? You want the mansion? You want the lake, and boats, and the cars? You want the security? And the man? Then you do what you’re told. I live in his castle. I sit at his feet. I wear his collar. I am his offering. The Chosen Ones...the Ruling Class. They are a breed apart. And yes, that pedigree matters. Not just anyone can rise above and become their equal. It takes sacrifice.

Mr. Perfect, Mr. Romantic, Mr. Corporate, Mr. Mysterious, and Mr. Match found what they were looking for and now it's time to seal the deal. Five Aston hasn't quite found his happily ever after yet...not quite. But he will. And he's about to host the party of the century for all his family and friends. Mr. & Mrs. is the delicious cherry on top of the most perfect dessert and all your favorite characters will be back for one...final...swoon-worthy story.

Everyone wants revenge. That's what I tell my new would-be partner in crime, Sadie Scott. "You're crazy," she says. "Certifiably insane." Just a little. But isn't everyone a little crazy? "And I'm gonna get the hell away from you as fast as I can." She's so cute when she's defiant. "As soon as I get my memory back and figure out who I am." Yeah. That little problem is definitely working in my favor. Yes, Sadie Scott, you're mine now. We were made to be together. Just the three of us. Together. Forever.

Oaklee Ryan needs a boyfriend, but not for any of the reasons you might think. It’s a simple request. But the girl is not so simple. Oaklee Ryan is a pragmatist. She lives in reality, she deals with facts, and she’s goal-oriented. So when she paid a visit to Jordan Wells asking for a game, calling it, “The Boyfriend Experience”, he thought he knew what she was getting at. Wining, dining, maybe a date to a wedding to appease her meddling mother. Lawton Gabriel took this game as a favor to his friend. It only took him five minutes to regret it. Oaklee Ryan is insane.

I get it. Stripping naked and letting your boyfriend’s best friend paint your body in order to sell custom motorcycles isn’t the ideal way to start a brand-new relationship. Add in a TV reality show, another best friend who seems determined to make me notice him, and the little fact that in order to get paid I will have to strut my stuff in public wearing nothing but body paint. Yeah. There’s not a chance in hell that Ronin is going to be okay with all this.

She wants peace in a world made of chaos. He wants to rid himself of a lifetime of guilt. They’re soul mates, but that’s no guarantee. They’ll need to rely on each other to find their happily ever after. Because the fight never ends - it just gets easier with someone at your side.

I caused this. This is my fault. This pain. This suffering. And it is now up to me to make it right. No matter the cost.

Twenty years before Serpint brought Queen Corla home to Harem Station, she met Crux for the very first time. They were destined to be soul mates but could never be together. All they had was just one night. This is the story of Crux and Corla and how all the outlaw brothers came to reside on Harem Station. Meant to be listened to after Booty Hunter and before Big Dicker, it contains a star-crossed love story and secrets that are as deep and dark as space itself.

Rosie Harlow is desperately seeking… well, she’s not sure. A romance would be nice but so would a dinner conversation with her pre-teen son. Too bad her boy is way too busy growing up to pay his mama any attention. Rosie never meant to swear off men and she’s not frigid—you don’t become a single mom at fifteen by being frigid—but this dry spell of hers has gotten out of hand and something must be done.

Love. When mutual, it's Heaven on Earth. When one-sided, it can tear you apart. There is no greater weapon than the heartsick soul. That is the power I wield, for I am the God of Love. No one has power like me. No one can poison a heart and pollute a mind the way I can. That is why the gods kicked me out. That is why they made me fall. But then a door appears on the side of my hill. The opportunity to ruin kings and destroy gods is mine once more. I can crush the whole wicked world if I can just get back the power I lost. But this magic of mine requires sacrifice.

I’m chasing a dream here. And I’m so close to having everything I ever wanted. But I can’t start over when I’m still on the run. Before I can become the girl I want to be, I’ll need to deal with the girl I left behind.

Clover Bradley was having the worst day of her life and then she got kidnapped. In her own home. Well, her empty and currently being renovated childhood home on the edge of Disciple, West Virginia and not her former cozy cottage on the grounds of the Dixie Yonder Hotel where she was working and thriving until that very morning. But it still counts and definitely makes her very bad day much worse.

The hunger burns, the feeding soothes. I hate this curse, I hate the world, and most of all, I hate myself. Because I am chained to the blood of the only thing I truly want—the little Black witch called Syrsee.

When Grace @FilthyBlueBird tweeted her dirtiest, most delicious secret desires to MovieStar @VaughnAsher she never expected a reply, let alone a face-to-face meeting and an offer of a lifetime. And when MovieStar @VaughnAsher figured out the woman vacationing at his family’s St. Thomas resort was the author of all those dirty hashtags a fan was relentlessly tweeting at him...well that was a challenge he couldn’t pass up. He was more than happy to #RockHerFilthyWorld.

Rook Walsh appeared out of nowhere like a dark angel sent to steal my soul. And I could just tell that she was broken, and beaten, and scared. So I made her an offer of a lifetime. She needed a job, and I needed a certain "type" of girl for a modeling contract worth millions of dollars called Tragic. I was warned to keep my hands to myself. I was warned not to get involved. I was warned not to ruin her. (The way I ruined the last one.) But I don’t take orders - I give them.

Valor joined up with Tray after Beauty's sacrifice because he knew Luck was destined to be with Princess Nyleena. There was no room in that relationship for a third wheel. But when he teamed up with Tray he had no idea that he'd be the third wheel in that partnership, too. Tray has been keeping ALCOR's secrets since the day he arrived on Harem Station. Not just one or two.... ALL of them. But he's also been keeping one of his own.