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Repeat after me: Stay away from the hot girl. The beautiful girl. The f--king ray of sunshine in the middle of your delivery route. Layla Barros is everything I never knew I wanted. Everything I'll never have. She's an innocent young student. I'm a convicted felon. She's rich girl from a nice family. I've got nothing but a broken home. But if I'm an addict, she's my drug. I can't stay away, even though I know I'll ruin her in the end.

Xavier Parker gets what he wants. Richer than God. Hotter than fire. Colder than ice. Father of my child. And he has no idea. As London's top restauranteur, he has the golden touch but rules his world with an iron fist. Now he's back in New York with two objectives: Open the newest hotspot in the city, and win back my heart five years after he broke it. I'd run in the opposite direction, but it's been so long...And Xavier knows my recipe. Passion. Pleasure. Just the right kind of pain.

Months. I'd been looking for her for months. Nina Astor gave me one red-hot night and disappeared into the city. The woman was a phantom, and I was obsessed. Now she is back in my life, as real as ever. And completely unattainable. Because Nina Astor is beyond off-limits. Daughter of a dynasty. Cousin of New York’s most notorious billionaire. Married to the scum of the earth — the subject of my next investigation. As a criminal prosecutor, I’m supposed to be on the right side of the law. But when it comes to Nina Astor, I’m a very bad man.

Eric de Vries. Looks like millions. Worth billions. A body like the David with a mind to match. Unfortunately for this wayward heir, to keep his money, he needs a wife. And of all the women in the world, he chooses me. Too bad I've hated him for five years, since he took all my tears and tossed me away. The guy slept his way through half of New England and discarded women like hotel toiletries. Been there. Done that. Still...what would you do for 20 million dollars? Would you wear the dress? Fake a smile for the man who broke your heart? Or would you run far, far away?

Once upon a time, I fell for a dashing London restaurateur named Xavier. He left me with a broken heart... and a positive pregnancy test. Now, he's back in my life and determined to stay. He asks me just one question: will I move to London with him? As I enter Xavier's world, our differences couldn't be starker. He's tall, dashing, and practically royal. I'm short, bookish, and the definition of common. First comes love, then comes marriage. Yet all I've got are half-truths and masked secrets. If Xavier and I catch fire, the only thing left in the embers may be our deceptions.

Five years after we first met and I had his baby, Xavier Parker knocked me up again. And this time, I won't be keeping it a secret. My ex-boyfriend is perfectly aware we've got a baby on the way. Only problem? He has no interest in being an ex. See, Xavier Parker is used to getting his way. Girlfriend? Forget it. Now, this brooding duke wants me to be his wife. And he won't take no for an answer.

I should be flying high. I've graduated from the best law school in the world, and I'm ready to start my career. So why do I feel like I'm holding the world on my shoulders instead of standing on top of it? Oh, right. Him. Bad boy. Billionaire. Larger-than-life Brandon Sterling. In a few short months, he became the sun to my universe, only to flip it upside down and inside out, leaving me to make the biggest decision of my life alone.

I went to Paris to become a chef. I came back with a culinary degree, a killer wardrobe, and no intention of falling for my grumpy, gorgeous boss. Once, I was the invisible kitchen maid. Now, I'm back at the Lyons estate with new skills, new confidence, and a whole new look (even if I am still a virgin). Guess who finally notices? My childhood crush. And his much older, much grumpier brother. Lucas Lyons—my boss—is all sharp suits, sharp words, and an even sharper mind.

My husband is a monster. My home is riddled with lies. I thought I could bear the torment for my daughter's sake. Until I met him. In one night, Matthew Zola showed me everything I never knew I was missing. Passion. Pleasure. Deep, dark, earth-shattering love.

Jane and Eric de Vries. Often enemies. Sometimes lovers. Husband and wife. Or are we? I wore the dress. We said the vows. And somehow it became more than just a stunt to collect his billions. A promise bound by love, not hate. Until he humiliated me in front of all of New York and disappeared. Now my errant husband has returned, and it's like I never existed. Except when he looks at me like he wants to rip my dress from my body. Something's holding him back. And I won't rest until I discover its cause.

Nathan Hunt needs a girlfriend—specifically a fake one. Yes, the shy, grumpy twin of Henry Cavill who sits at the end of my bar needs to convince his absurdly rich family that he's capable of a normal social life. And he's willing to pay a professional to fill that role. Who happens to be me. It helps that I'm just desperate enough to need the cash and not ask any questions. I'm the obvious choice: Joni Zola, former dancer and forever flirt. Never too serious. Always a good time. On its surface, the plan is simple. First, tell everyone we're roommates. Then move on to lovers.

Enemies turn to lovers in this bad boy billionaire romance with a twist. I had a plan. Finish law school. Start a job. Stay away from men like Brandon Sterling. Cocky, overbearing, and richer than the Earth, he thinks the world belongs to him, and that includes me. Yeah, no. Think again. It doesn't matter that his blue eyes look straight into my soul, or that his touch melts my icy reserve. It doesn't even matter that past all that swagger, there's a beautiful, damaged man who has so much to offer beyond private planes and jewelry boxes. But I had a plan: no falling in love.

A vow. A contract. A marriage of fire and ice. But just when Eric de Vries and I found our forever, the entire world conspired to keep us apart. A kidnapping. A trial. A madman bent on revenge. Now caught in a web of our own passion and a father's obsession, the harder we struggle, the tighter we're caught. They say love conquers all, but it feels like we're the conquest. As the walls close in, I have to wonder...are we really meant to be? Or is this love just a trap?

Prosecutor. Marine. Brother. I thought I knew the man I was. But in one moment, I found my real purpose: saving Nina de Vries. On the outside, she seemed the perfect, icy aristocrat. But I knew different. Trapped by her monstrous husband and fear of her powerful family, Nina was begging to be saved. And I was the only one who could do it.

They said I was a bad idea. Poor. Violent. Criminal. They said I'd amount to nothing, and I believed them, too. Until I met her. Layla Barros saved me from my worst, but to do that, she lost the best herself. Now it's my turn to bring her back to life. If only I can figure out how to do it. I'll do anything to protect the chance we finally have together. I'll follow her to the other side of the word: Brazil. Cuba. You name it. But how can I be her true north when I'm still finding my direction, too?

Skylar Crosby knows betrayal. She knows that deep stab when those closest to you deceive your fragile trust. And she knows what it's like when your secrets cost you everything - including the love of your life. Now kidnapped, scared, and alone, Skylar has no reason to believe in her rescue. Not when she can still see Brandon's face as she smashed his heart to pieces. Even if Skylar can get out of her physical prison, can she escape the cage created by her guilt?

Six months ago, I gave my heart to a girl. Beautiful, kind, and sexy as sin, she's the only person who saw past my record or the color of my skin. Who ever saw me for me. She loved me enough to let me go, to let me leave this city to find my own path. But without her, I drift, lost without direction. Without me, she spirals, desperate for connection. I gave my heart to a girl, and she gave hers to me. But love shouldn't hurt this much.

Rule #1 at the new job: don't touch the boss's daughter. Or in this case, me—his granddaughter. With his dark eyes, tattooed arms, and shoulders for days, Michael Scarrone shouldn't be looking at me at all. And I definitely shouldn't be looking back. The sad truth was, we couldn't be more wrong for each other. Him, a mechanic just out on parole. Me, an innocent student with her whole future ahead of her.

I had to have her. Blonde bombshell. Park Avenue princess. Nina Astor was pure as snow and giving me one night to dirty her up. But by morning, I knew: She wasn't just a pretty face. She wasn't just a casual fling. One night? Please. I needed a lifetime. Then I discover: Nina Astor isn't who she says she is. She's beyond off-limits. The real problem? I couldn't care less.