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There’s nothing like a spring day in Boston to make your heart sing. I’m out with my girls, having drinks in a bar, enjoying the bright pulse of our beautiful city, when I see Caleb. The second my eyes meet his, I know this is the moment when everything will change. All I have to do is choose him.

ALEC - Against all odds, we found each other. And then a single moment of betrayal ripped it all away. I thought Christine had forgiven me. I thought we’d moved past it. I thought she’d healed. CHRISTINE - I loved them both and they loved me. But then Danny left and our triangle was broken. So was I really that surprised when Alec put it back together again? DANNY - We are meant to be together. We all know that. But what did Alec do after I left? What could he have possibly done to make Christine want revenge?

Dare Marquis is a bad boy rock star with a body to match. Cocky. Devilish good looks. A voice that commands attention. A night with him and no strings attached is just what I need. But he makes it impossible to not want more when he runs his hand through his dark, wild hair, and smiles. One he only shares with me. Weatherly Beck is an angel with a body made for sin.

She hates him and his big head. He likes her and her big t*ts. She hates him because she somehow ends up naked every time she sees him. He likes her because she somehow ends up naked every time he sees her. She hates him because the big oaf knocked her up with his kid. He likes her because she's carrying his child. She hates the way he gets inside her head. He likes the way she lets him see glimpses of her heart. 

We were high school sweethearts with our futures planned, together every step of the way. Then one day, he disappeared. I was shattered, left with questions and doubts. I've worked hard to rebuild my future, to create a different life. And I have. Good job, good friends...but something's missing. A decade later, he's back in my life. But he's changed. Gone is the happy-go-lucky boy I knew, replaced by a brooding, mysterious beast of a man.

I’m one of Toronto’s most eligible bachelors and CEO of Rothwell Enterprises. I wear success like a well-tailored suit, but that doesn’t mean I’m not at the mercy of others. My heavily guarded trust fund is all I need to take my business to new heights. But to get my hands on that money, I have only two options: Wait 'til I’m 40 or get married.

I should have known better. Never fall, Parker. Now I’m getting as far away from my personal problems as I can. Back to business. Except it’s hard to focus on anything but the prospect of a good time with my new client. She’s a corporate genius with bangin’ curves, endlessly long legs, and pouty pink lips begging for my...services. Someone’s been stealing and selling her trade secrets and only International Guy can help her. How can I say no to such a tempting plea?

Mia Lauren is set to become the wife of powerful billionaire Cameron Cole. A lifetime of realized dreams and fulfilled desires lay ahead...but their entire world is about to come crashing down. An intimate betrayal fractures Cameron’s empire, springing forth new threats from every direction. Everything is at risk. Everyone is in danger. Before Mia and Cameron can relish the rewards of the journey, they must survive its climax. Some passions live forever.

Best friends aren’t supposed to kiss. But these best friends did. He can’t get the taste of her lips off his mind. She can’t let go of the guilt from her mistake. He wants to be good enough for her. She wishes life were different. He’s the bad boy reject. She’s the girl next door. When opposites attract, they collide and create an explosion that can’t be ignored. Is it possible to be madly in love with your best friend?  

Brixton Steele isn’t sure he’s the right man for the job. His memories from his time in the military have haunted his dreams for years. He lives every day wishing it was him who had died in combat. When his dead best friend’s little sister comes to him for help, his nightmares become reality. Knowing she’s in trouble, Brixton can’t turn Liv away. Especially when he sees the hopeful look in her eyes. Brixton fell down once on the job. He won’t do it a second time.

I'm secretly engaged...to a man I've never met. I knew him by his handle, "August," but he knew me by a flirty, nude selfie attached to an email. One lewd phone call became the first of many passionate exchanges. His voice made me burn for hours, but he was just a fantasy. Until he proposed. I've never kissed him. We've never had a date. I haven't seen my fiance, but I fell in love with him long before I saw his face. And when I finally met August, I realized he was the strapping, handsome ex-soldier he promised. Protective, loyal, and all mine...All I have to do is say yes.

No playing with the players! For Amanda Wright - new reporter on the pro baseball block - this rule is harder to keep than she had thought. Especially with the team's star pitcher, gorgeous Brad Rogers, sending signals her libido can't possibly miss. How can she indulge her craving for Brad and still prove she can play with the big-league journalists? From their first illicit kiss, their private ball games lead to delicious pleasure. Then she discovers Brad is hiding a big secret that could make her career - or blow his.

One break is all The Crow Brothers need, and we’re about to get it. Johnny Outlaw, rock legend and lead singer of The Resistance, is here to watch us play. But he’s not the only familiar face in the crowd - killer little body, heart-shaped face, and drop-dead gorgeous. Hannah Nichols sitting at the bar makes it hard to concentrate with sparks already reigniting. The beauty was never a groupie, and tonight she’s not here to catch our show.

“She smells like flowers - the dangerous ones that bloom in the night and occasionally eat unsuspecting bystanders.” Scorpio is a retired punk-rock singer and the baddest wedding logistics coordinator in the biz. She has a style. Spiky hair, chains, and unending attitude. Harlan is the big, tough, tats-and-leather manager of Fettered, Seattle’s best BDSM club. He’s curious what might be under Scorpio’s spikes, and he’s got infallible instincts where subs are concerned.

Become engrossed with this steamy MMF ménage box set. Meet Shane, Chase, and Jenn, a trio who’s passion burns as brightly as their strong-willed spirits. It’s not all naughty under the sheets though, this romance has its challenges, especially when the ruthless housing developer Ty Winters gets involved. Jenn is caught between love, loyalty, and determination. Trapped in a web of pleasure so intense, her temptation is tripled times three. 

After Charlotte Sterling loses her last family member, she moves to Sterling House, her family's Colorado mountain inn, to live a solitary life. As an erotic romance writer, her days and nights are filled with passion and intrigue - even if only fictional. She loves her busy, quiet lifestyle, and she learned early on that real men can't live up to the fictional heroes she creates - until ruggedly handsome Beau Braden arrives to do some work at the inn, and, for the first time in forever, she's intrigued by a real man. 

If there is one thing I won't allow, it's having my dad's MC run into the ground. Everyone expects my brothers to take charge, but there is one thing no one knows. I'm the one that runs this club. A woman. And according to men, a woman's place is in bed, not at the head of the table. News flash: I'm not only going to be the head of the table, but I'm putting the word out. Women can join. Men can join. Everyone can join and be accepted. My brothers? We are all triplets and they support me and have my back. I'm taking the bull by its horns. And this MC is mine. 

I never expected to watch Sophie walk away. She was mine. I would own her. She just didn't know it yet. New goal: Seal the deal and rock her world so thoroughly she would never want to leave again. Highly sexual and emotionally charged, Filthy Beautiful Love is the provocative conclusion to Filthy Beautiful Lies.

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.

His smile is what got me. It was charming but held a hint of the sexy thoughts I was hoping he had in his head like I did with only our first glance. He may be tall, dark, and handsome, but I’m telling you, it was his smile that got me. I’m sure of that detail. Too bad all I did was avert my gaze and let a blush rise up to my cheeks, outing me for having sordid thoughts about my son’s preschool teacher.