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Maven Wood is ready for a fresh start. After an injury on the soccer field leads to her dropping out of college, she needs a change. When her godfather—the coach of the hottest team in the NFL—tells her about an open position as a sports photographer, she jumps at the chance to apply. The pay is good, but it doesn't cover her rent after her roommate moves out. Out of ideas, she's not sure how she's going to afford to make ends meet… until the cute kicker comes to her rescue.

Jana Fleischer loves her life - wonderful family, best sister in the world, awesome soon to be sister-in-law, fabulous job, and a never-ending stream of men to chew through and spit out. So what if everyone says she’s too picky and she’s never had a real relationship? When a chance meeting with Brooke Donnelly leaves Jana literally and figuratively off-balance, it doesn’t take long for her initial annoyance to turn into the first sparks of friendship.

It seemed harmless when we met. He needed a nanny, and I needed a job. Badly. I was the only thing keeping food on the table and lights on in our not-so-happily-ever-after home. I thought working for Dominic Reed would be easy. I thought very wrong. It was the exact opposite of easy. In fact, it was impossible when he was my boss, and I was his employee, and fate decided it didn't care about professionalism or boundaries. It didn't care that I was ten years younger. It didn't care that I'd built the entire foundation of my adult life on the fact that love was poison and men were the devil.

I was too busy giving Renzo hell to notice we weren’t alone. That was my bad. But seriously, the domineering asshole was asking for it. What followed felt like a drug-induced hallucination— Captured at gunpoint, drugged, then taken hundreds of miles from home. Who could have imagined our escape would only make things worse? Stranded in an arctic wilderness, I’ve had no choice but to rely on him for survival. His body’s warmth and well-honed strength. His instincts and persistence.

One minute I’m cleaning toilets for minimum wage. The next, I’m waking up from a drug-induced nap with a monster staring down at me. Kidnapped and seconds from death, I think I’m done for. Until masked men burst in, murder my attacker, and turn my world upside down. They call themselves Murder Squad. A secret brotherhood of broken men who only kill the worst of the worst. And one of them thinks I’m his wife.

I got the dreaded phone call, the one every baseball player hopes and prays never comes. I was traded - yeah, that phone call - traded from my longtime team of over 10 years to not just any team...to my childhood rivals, the Chicago Rebels. I was completely and utterly screwed, right? Wrong. The trade was the least of my concerns. I met a girl, Natalie. She was perfect, but I swore I would never get involved with anyone during the season. It was too complicated. But can you believe I had zero restraint when it came to this girl?

After a disaster of a first heat, I’m ready to swear off alphas and escape to a cabin in the woods. My body has other plans. Now that I’m awakened, I can’t survive another heat alone. Problem is, I hate alphas, hate packs, and really super hate the so-called mates I can’t forgive and can’t forget. Now my biological clock’s ticking too fast to handle, and I can’t wait on Wyvern Pack to figure out their damage. I’ll take care of my own needs. And if you can’t give me what I want, then get out of my way. Because this omega bites back.

Breaking news: The bad boy of baseball, Maddox Paige, is totally and utterly whipped. Okay, that might not be the headline in the newspaper this morning, but it's the reality of my current situation. It all started a month ago when I received a call from my best friend, Kinsley. She’d gotten a new job in Chicago and needed a place to stay. I've known the girl since I was five, so I figured there wouldn't be any harm in having her stay at my place for a while. Ha! Total disaster.

I’ve recently become the pawn of a meddling mom. Yes...a meddling mom - who's been trying to set me up all summer. Now, I understand it’s not a crime for a mother to want her child to fall in love, but when she makes it her relentless mission, the heinous act should be classified as a misdemeanor at least. Of course, my mom, the evil matriarch in the devil’s leggings, made her final stab at finding a girl for me days before I went back to college.

You never dream of anything because you don’t just get to stop working for the Polish mafia. But you can be stolen from them. Well, kind of. When Gabriel Demir, head of the Turkish mafia, attacks my boss, I’m caught in the crossfire. I’m taken captive, interrogated, and soon find myself in the position of maid again. Only this time, it’s for the Turkish instead of Polish.

Drunk on you is an age gap, enemies to lovers, fake engagement, office romance.

The Dublin Nights box set includes the contemporary romantic suspense titles, On the Edge and On the Line. On the Edge: From a horse farm in Kentucky to Dublin, Ireland - falling for her hot Irish boss is not part of the plan. Billionaire businessman by day, fighter by night...On the Line: On the day of Adam and Anna's wedding, she won't be there, and he'll lay everything on the line to get her back.

Ace, a young card shark, has worked her entire life to achieve one goal. Bring Burlone Allegretti to his knees. As the head of a mafia family who dabbles in human trafficking, he’s far from innocent and Ace can't wait to exact her revenge. As her plan is set in motion, the alluring head of a rival family, Kingston Romano, approaches her with a proposition. One that she’s desperate enough to accept. Soon, she finds herself in the crosshairs of a war she isn’t prepared to fight.

A King sits at the head of the table, but it’s time for a Queen to take over. After all, everyone knows she’s the most powerful on the board. All sides are laying their pieces on the playing field, making alliances, and maneuvering pawns into place when a new player slinks out from the shadows to join the game. Let’s just hope our new allies know how to play. The only question is, what am I willing to lose to get what I want? Is there a price too high? Because to take a King, everyone must make sacrifices.

One night and my life completely jumped the tracks. Actually, a pack of expired condoms did that - the rest of the night was pretty amazing. Open bar at a friend's wedding. Bad dancing all around. Stupid trivia bets with my fellow Ice Knights hockey teammates. And Tess Gardner. The factoid-blurting, fandom-T-shirt-wearing, no-I-don’t-want-a-relationship-with-you woman makes me forget for one night that I’m a man with a routine and my future all mapped out. Still, it sucked she left our room without giving me her number.

Instead, in the course of a moment, she is transformed into the stuff of myth, the stuff of her grandmother’s old Filipino stories—an aswang. She spent her life on the margins, knowing very little about her own life, let alone the lives of others; she was shot like a pinball through a childhood of loss, a veteran of Child Protective Services and a survivor, but always reacting, watching from a distance. Death brings her into the hearts and minds of those she has known—even her killer—as she is able to access their memories and to see anew the meaning of her own.

I learned early how life can turn on a dime. That's how it is when you grow up as a mafia princess. One minute you're rich, spoilt, and betrothed to the most revered man in the city—the next, you're broke and selling your designer bags so you can eat. But I'm not the kind of girl who gives up without a fight. And when someone steals everything from me, I'm not afraid to turn to the enemy for help.

Wyvern Pack is waiting on a few last bites to make their family whole. When Lilah and Orion sync heats, it's finally time to put down that last baggage and solidify their bonds—with each other and with the alphas who've been waiting to give them everything they need.

I’m not the type of girl who picks up a man on a rooftop bar — not the type who lets a man’s hands roam my body, discovering I have no panties on, never the girl who has hours’ worth of o’s from a smoking-hot one-night stand. But Dominick makes it so easy to say yes. His body, his moves, and his oh-so-wicked tongue have me saying it over and over again. Yes, please. Yes, more. Yes, right there. He worships every inch of my body, and I’m still sore the next morning when I meet him again.

My family rules the world, and I always get everything my heart desires. Well, almost everything. Okay, so there’s one thing I can’t have: Luca Cotroni. Rude, arrogant, and demanding as hell, he’s the man I lust after and despise more than anything. After a wild birthday party where I clearly had too many drinks, I wake up next to Luca wearing his ring...a wedding ring. Who accidentally gets married to the head of the Italian mafia? Me. A bratva princess.