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I don’t want him. I can’t do this. That’s what my ex said after our son was born, leaving me a single dad. These days, my world consists of two things: Noah and my bar. Until her - the woman I want - but can never have. My ex’s sister wasn’t supposed to be stirred into the mix. Even though I try to push her away, my son falls in love with her. As much as I want to keep my distance, I can’t break his heart. Lines become blurred, and fighting our attraction becomes nearly impossible. Even though we know it’s wrong, desire doesn’t always fade away.

Boston attorney Malachim Jerrod doesn’t trust anyone. His father and his ex-fiancé taught him that hard lesson. So when a beautiful stranger arrives on his doorstep his first reaction is to back away - far away. Danielle Warren wants a job, but his law business is falling apart, and her credentials are bare-bones at best. Still, there’s something about her that, try as he might, he’s unable to resist. The vulnerability in her soft voice? The way she flinches when he gets too close? The yearning he sees mirrored in her eyes when she looks at him?

Balin Drake is stuck in hell, literally. His life of refusing to take souls, even though it's part of his demon nature, has caught up with him. He's dying and now must search for his true half, but even a mate may not save him. When he meets the two people who could fill that part, he'll need to fight for something he hasn't felt in over a century: hope.

How the hell did he do it? Aaron had messed with my mind and twisted up my heart, but my body had never been so splendidly ravaged. Stepping away from the August Knights Motor Cycle Club was easy, but leaving Aaron was killing me. Was it crazy for me to want to subject myself to the madness that the group stood for just because I couldn't shake Aaron's hold on me? But, I couldn't go back. I had to consider his safety. I couldn't allow my twisted past to go crashing into the turbulent life he led.

Jake Gallagher knew from the moment he saw Maya that she was the one for him - it had the same breath-taking intensity as when he'd first set eyes on Border. Only life never turns out the way one plans, and now he's falling for someone else, or at least he thinks he is. Maya Montgomery never should have looked past the friendship she already had. Now that she has, she can't stop thinking about Jake and what he means to her.

The first time I met sexy Stanton Baines, I nearly swallowed my tongue. But that was before he opened his mouth and directed his insolent comments at me. Not one to back down from a clash, I fired right back. From then on, Stanton pursued me with a vengeance. My heart had been trampled on enough. Except he didn’t give up. The more I sassed, the more he chased. After he had me wrapped around his pinkie, he left…as in, poofed right out of the country without so much as a farewell. I figured we were over. Boy, was I ever wrong.

Green Beret Lorenzo “Enzo” Ramos is highly trained in mountain and arctic operations. He made a mistake early in his Special Forces career by falling in love with a general's daughter. They had a passionate, short-lived romance that ended when the general’s daughter told Enzo she didn’t want to see him anymore.

When the great war between the Redwoods and the Centrals occurred three decades ago, the Talon Pack risked their lives for the side of good. After tragedy struck, Gideon Brentwood became the Alpha of the Talons. But the Pack's stability is threatened, and he's forced to take mate - only the one fate puts in his path is the woman he shouldn't want.

When mountain rescue technician Cooper McCabe helps a pretty stranger fix her busted wheel at a remote mountain trailhead, what starts as something casual turns deadly when Sarah becomes the object of a sinister plot. Cooper must choose between protecting her, or protecting his heart.

From USA Today best-selling Author Cora Kenborn comes a steamy friends-to-enemies-to-lovers story of revenge, redemption, and self-acceptance.

My Alpha captured me…and now I can’t remember why I ran from him in the first place. Literally. My memory has been fractured and tossed into the Web. My mission is to reclaim who I used to be. My Alpha? He has other plans. It’s a race to gather the lost fragments of my soul tossed into the fabric of space and time. He broke me. Now he wants to put me back together how he sees fit. All the while forcing me to take horrendous obedience classes at Fortune Fae Academy like I’m some sort of pet to be trained.

For years, I studied Tristano at the club. I'd mimic his commands, dominating the most powerful, dangerous men. Now, he wants me to submit to him—the opposite role I usually play. So we make a deal. But the urges we think we'll overcome, we can't. When we finally come to terms with our secret, his enemy tries to destroy us. Then I wake up, not remembering anything. And the man who claims I'm his makes my skin crawl.

Logan Jackson is all tattoos, beard, and swagger. With his devilish looks and unrepentant charm, he's a danger to my tattered heart. Especially when he makes it clear, I'm the one he wants. It doesn't matter how desperately I'd like to give in to the heated promises in his dark eyes or how my heart always stutters in his presence. I have to think about my son and giving him the life he deserves. But I underestimated the sheer determination Logan has to break down my walls brick by brick. The closer we become, the harder it gets to keep the past from intruding.

An animal under the sheets. That’s what his exes claimed about Steven Sinclair on national TV. He’s super successful, scheduled, and has rules about dating. And he’s my soon-to-be sister-in-law Quinn’s brother. I’m only in Chicago for the wedding and to watch my niece for the week...but now he’s staying with me, too. The aching is too much...the heat too hot...the craving on the cusp of exploding. But the sins of his father have consequences in Steven’s life. And that means mine as well.

Have you ever fallen so deeply for someone that you’d be willing to do anything for them? I was willing to do anything for Aaron, including leaving him if it meant keeping him from getting tangled up in my past. Aaron wasn’t going to let me run. Even if there was an army after me, he’d gather arms and prepare for a war.

When a friend of Tesla’s sends out an SOS on the lowdown on an oil rig in trouble, Troy has a good idea what he’s getting into. As far as he is concerned, the maximum danger - the potential for betrayal and the chances of not coming home - sounded like the right kind of job for him. After all, he lived alone.

My name is Wyatt Blake. I'm a cardiothoracic surgeon in Phoenix. When I was 17, I had a heart transplant that saved my life. That's not something I tell just anyone, because I hate being defined by the illness that ruled the first half of my life. The average life expectancy for a transplant patient is 11 years. I'm 34, and in case math isn't your thing, that puts me about six years past my expiration date when I spend a weekend at my buddy Jason's wedding in Miami and meet the sexiest bridesmaid in the history of sexy bridesmaids.

The Icons got what they wanted. My life is a smoldering wreck because of them. But that doesn't mean I'm done fighting. What I did to Trent is just the beginning. He deserves so much worse for what he's done to me. West and Reese are no better. They told me they cared about me, but when it mattered most, they took his side over mine. My body still craves all of them. But my broken heart? It just wants to take all of them down.

Seven months ago, Ollie surrendered to the darkness, abandoning me in the process. He stripped me of my walls, only to leave me defenseless. Now he's back, along with fresh new faces and obstacles standing in our way. He says to trust no one. Not even him. How am I supposed to be strong for us both when I'm losing my grip?

Mia: It was so close, I'd tasted it - the freedom. But the only thing I could taste now was the end. Over the last two years, I’d let all outside forces dictate my life, my feelings, my head. I’d allowed everyone to control what my punishment should be for all my wrong-doings. I’d been tested and learned my lesson. I’d paid my dues and suffered long enough. Because in the end, even the once-upon-a-damned deserved to be happy too.