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Jayla Anthony had it all. At least, that's what it looked like from the outside. But from the inside looking out, she knew there was much more to life than her current situation. And when she decides to press the reset button on everything she thought she knew with her newly divorced status, her new occupation, and her move to a brand-new town, she hardly expects that to somehow end up including the young, handsome security guard from her company's building.

Year after year after year, I trick myself into believing that I’m over it—that I’m over him. Then I see his face, and the feelings we once shared resurface. We were young, and we were in love, but it was a love I was willing to do anything for. He was someone I was willing to do anything for. Suddenly, he decided that my love wasn’t enough. While he went on with his life, mine was always stuck on pause. Then, I decided that love waits for no one and allowed it into my world again.

There are angels and demons at war inside my head. I had it all figured out: finish high school, attend seminary, and finally answer my calling of becoming a priest. What I hadn't counted in the equation was her. Grace Miller. The girl who was always out of my reach. The girl who still makes me lose my breath with just a look. Little did I know she would become my temptation and vice, and quite possibly, my ruin. Now I'm standing at a crossroads, and my head is a battlefield. How do I choose sides when it means losing a part of who I am?

There's a rule in Crowne Hall: never look a Crowne in the eyes. It protects us more than them. I broke it once, the night Grayson Crowne mistook me for his true love and stole my first kiss. I've regretted it every day since. He hates me. He torments me. He won't let me go, because that night he whispered a secret against my lips not meant for me. Grayson Crowne, heir to the Crowne empire and notorious playboy prince is . . . a virgin. I signed a contract in my heart's blood as much as ink: help him get back his love, repair what I broke.

Yolanda Watson is the "fun professor." She makes literature exciting, she brings students donuts for Finals Week, and her colleagues love her. The only thing that will make teaching better is if she can learn how to write a grant and skip those boring committee meetings. In short, a history professor is her problem. He stole her grant and he chairs the most boring committee on campus. Sure, he's cute...but he can afford to loosen up.

Chance Washington only has a few things on his mind when he embarks on a trip back to his hometown. Completing the assignment for work that's sending him there in the first place, helping his mom make progress on her fixer-upper home, and catching up with some of his best friends who he doesn't get to see often enough. What is not a part of those plans is hooking up with the little sister of one of his best friends.

My family was my driving force. Everything I did was to uphold the Moretti name, to prove to my father that he could step down in peace. But I was hiding my true nature behind an easy smile and forced control. Then, I met her, and she wanted me whole, not part of me, but all of me. Galina Whitlock hadn’t been what I was searching for, but she was the redemption I never knew I needed.

She yearned for him. Nyla Mullaney couldn't shake her want for a man she knew could never be hers. He desired her. Asan Chamberlain sought peace and found it in a woman who he should've been avoiding at all costs. They formed a bond that had them treading in forbidden waters with no desire to escape. Nyla and Asan were never meant to be, history said so, but fate had other plans.

When a hurricane destroys Whitney Beck’s chances to run a Miami resort, a bed-and-breakfast inheritance from her eccentric grandmother saves her and her sister, Helen. Unfortunately, within months, the Beck sisters run into paranormal problems: missing objects and bumps in the night. Helen reaches out to her favorite ghost-hunting show for help, but Whitney can only feel dread. Her high school crush is the lead camera operator for Ghost Punters. And after years of missed chances, she doesn’t want to meet him again under these circumstances.

I only had one rule: don't fall in love with the cruel prince. I broke it. When the clock struck twelve, I went back to being a servant. He promised to let me go with my heart in pieces . . . but Grayson Crowne always was king at breaking promises. I refuse to let him lock me in a tower. I have no choice but to take the only out offered me—another cruel prince. Refuge in a man I loathe. Rescued from the man I love. I wanted to forget Grayson, forget Crowne Hall, and hide. Fate has other plans. But if Grayson and I are fated, then our fate is forbidden.

Izekiel Holloway was content with his career, the people in his life, and all that came with it...until her. One look at the self-assured Jonae Martin and nothing seemed right anymore. In fact, everything seemed wrong. What he once thought was a solid foundation now had one too many cracks to ignore. And ignore it, he would not.

Everyone around me kept trying to tell me that what I felt for Ananias wasn’t real, but I knew in my heart that it was. But did he feel the same? And if he did, could we actually survive with everyone we love against us?

Somehow, I fell in love with the man who kidnapped me from my husband over a stupid gambling debt. My name is Urvi, and this is my story.

Darby is known as the charmingly wild and reckless Sullivan, with a love 'em and leave 'em attitude. Except, Darby has a secret. Behind the "Sinbin Sullivan" moniker is a nice guy who truly just wants a nice girl who will love him the way he needs to be loved: fiercely and passionately with a dose of unabashed vixen.

From the moment PR whiz Jack Sullivan laid eyes on Noelle Kramer, he is consumed by the tenacious beauty, but his dark past and fear of not being worthy prevent him from pursuing her. When the opportunity presents itself for Jack to finally obtain what he desires above all else, he seizes it; consequences be damned.

Gianna Bianchi reminded me of everything I am not—polite and poised. The perfect mafia princess according to old-school standards. She was the type of woman you stayed away from, the kind meant to wed the head of a family. I wanted her. I wanted to possess her. Control her. Most of all, I wanted to love her.

She climbed the ladder of success despite being a black woman from one of Chicago's most notorious neighborhoods. Her professional life shines brightly as an emergency room physician. But her love life is in shambles. After divorcing her controlling, narcissistic husband, she's only encountered men who are just like him, who are intimidated by her success. But as soon as she gives up on love, she meets Lake, a single father with a checkered past who oozes swag and dominance.

Handsome attorney Casey Sullivan is a catch, and everyone seems to know it except his beautiful, but slightly deranged girlfriend, deejay Sidra Barton! Just the slightest mention of "happily ever after" has her ready to run out the door. Not that she'll get far because Casey Sullivan always gets what he wants, and he wants Sidra Barton.

For the last seven months, Immanuel Holloway had been stuck in a state of limbo when it came to the matters of his heart and the woman who owned it. On the other hand, Tiava Johnson was in a state of repair when it came to her mind, body, and soul. Neither Immanuel nor Tiava knew what would come of their predicament, but what they did know was that they were willing to try making something of it—all in the name of love.

I knew falling for him was wrong. I did it anyway, his half smiles and blue eyes pulling me deeper. Blue eyes that made me soar. He wasn't mine to keep, though. And like all good and rare things, it came to an end. Then, he strolls into my life, armed with dimples and gray eyes. Gray eyes that ground me. He smashes through my defenses, stealing what is left of my heart. Now, my heart is a war zone, past and present battling for my forever. They say lightning doesn't strike the same place twice. I call bullshit on that theory.