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When I was young, I dreamed of being a ballerina. Then my dance career ended up on an entirely different stage, the kind that comes with a pole. After an injury puts me out of work, I'm forced to regroup: new job, new degree… and new boyfriend. Blake Forsyth, the Boston Monsters' new first baseman who just signed a monster contract. Blake's everything I've been dreaming of—which is why baseball's golden boy with an untarnished image can never know about my past.

In retrospect, putting up a flyer advertising that I was planning to lose my v-card on camera—and was looking for a partner—wasn't the best idea I've ever had. I'm type A, the person who does all the work on the group project. I've never even thought about doing something like this, but I don't have a choice: I need fast cash so my sister can have the future she deserves.

The moment Julia bursts into my clubhouse looking for protection, she’s doomed. Not because of the predators chasing her, but because of me. She wants to unlock the steel cage around my heart, but she’s playing a dangerous game. She begs me to keep her safe, but my protection comes with a price. For most people, it's money. For Julia, it just might be her soul. She’s a wicked temptation, almost impossible to resist, and if she lets me touch her, I’ll never let her go.

Playing football is the only thing I've ever been good at and the thought of being a dad after my own is such a deadbeat terrifies me. But my son will know who I am... And June? The girl I haven't stopped thinking about for four years? I wasn't ready for her back then, and I'm not sure that's changed. I can't afford distractions. Not with my contract ending at the end of the season. So why do I invite them to live with me after a plumbing disaster destroys her apartment? Because I'm addicted. Addicted to her smiles, her curves, those damn yoga pants she wears around the house.

Mistake #1: One scorching night with Jacob Walker, Chicago Blade's notorious playboy and my brother's best friend. Mistake #2: Agreeing to be his fake fiancé to save his career. Mistake #3: Falling for the man who doesn't know he's about to become our baby's daddy. Jacob has a body forged in steel and a smile that can melt the ice… he's every woman's fantasy. I'm the team's new strait-laced PR executive tasked with cleaning up his image... while hiding my growing secret. Whenever he holds me close for the cameras, it feels less like pretend.

Love can be ruthless, especially when you're a Hawke. You have to be ruthless to be a Hawke. Our empire in New Orleans has only grown over the years. And protecting it falls on my shoulders. Whether it's in the courtroom or in the streets, I do whatever it takes to get the job done. We've already suffered and lost enough. I won't let anything threaten my family or what we've built.

I swore I was done with football players. Especially my ex's teammates. But then there's Asher Knox—the star quarterback, the campus heartbreaker, and the guy whose reputation is just as legendary as his arm. He's also my ex's fraternity brother.

When Black tries to force a ring onto my finger, I bolt. I escape the pack leader's clutches with Jonah, my best friend with benefits… who has become so much more. But then my body betrays me. My stupid wolf-shifter hormones send me spiraling into my first heat only hours after I flee. Desire blazes through my veins until it's so wild and fierce that it takes over my reality. It makes me hallucinate while I'm with Jonah and wish for things I don't want.

Curt got me pregnant years ago, and I never thought I'd see him again. Until he walked right into my hospital, my legs shook when I saw that gorgeous face again. I remembered those eyes all too well. But the guilt in my heart forced me to look away. A second chance with this hot doctor would destroy me all over again. It would ruin my career, but it's tempting. Especially when I feel his strong arms wrap around me.

I never suspected that Daisy, our sweet, innocent club girl, is actually an undercover FBI agent. Now that I know her dirty little secret, I’m going to make her pay. She can beg and plead all she wants, but when she’s bent over my knee, the beast inside me will unleash the smoldering devil in her. She sets me on fire with her touch and makes me want things I shouldn’t. I can’t afford to be distracted by an FBI agent, but when I find out why she’s really undercover, everything changes.

For years, I've watched over Holly, waiting with bated breath for her to break free from the shackles of her abusive ex-husband. Now, as she finally emerges from the shadows of his control, I stand ready to offer her the sanctuary she deserves... even if she doesn't realize it yet. But winning her heart won't be a simple task. Jeff, the monster she divorced, lurks in the shadows. His obsession with reclaiming her is pushing him to the brink of madness. Yet, compared to the demons that haunt my own soul, Jeff’s are a mere whisper of trouble.

My return home to my family's small town hasn't been easy, but the new contractor I hired—a struggling but strong-willed single mom—keeps stripping her clothes off on the job site, which certainly spices things up. (She swears a spider crawled under her shirt.) She also divulges she's scared of her ex and he's taking her to court for custody of their daughter. I hate to see a woman mistreated, so I step up and marry her so she has a stronger case in front of the judge. Temporarily, of course.

Today was an epic disaster. I was supposed to be walking down the aisle in front of all my friends and family, getting married to a man I thought I was supposed to be spending the rest of my life with, not drowning my sorrows in a vodka soda. But after finding my fiancé intimately getting to know his best man, I was out of options… and a groom. So I hiked up my wedding dress and walked to the nearest bar. In my defense, I wasn't looking for a one night stand, but then he came in with his irresistible dimples, his gigantic muscles, and a smirk that knocked the tiara straight off my head.

She's my best friend's older sister. No matter what . . . I have to keep my hands off Angelina . . . Because she's a Hawke.

As Valentino pursues Sade, his lethal instincts war with something far more dangerous—his growing obsession. She is not just a target; she is a force of nature, an intoxicating enigma that refuses to be controlled. Every encounter between them is a deadly waltz.

A sane witch would never summon the immortal Demon Lords of Blackwood. Not if she expects to keep breathing. Everyone knows that. So imagine my surprise when, in a reckless and drunken effort to avenge my sister's death, I summon a revenge demon.

A madman hurt my wolves and tried to take Elena. There isn't a layer of hell good enough for him. Once I find him, I'm going to exact justice on every single inch of his skin and soul. And then I'm going to put my broken pack back together and heal my sweet, wounded little wolf in the most delicious, depraved ways. I'm going to marry her and make her forget that the world ever held any other monster but me.

Demons don't know how to love. Since I don't mix summoning and relationships, that's fine by me. But neither of those facts keeps us from sneaking into each other's bedrooms at night. And day. And pretty much any time not spent tracking down Em's killer. It was supposed to be a bluff. Going to them after they took everything—my apartment, my job. It was a power move. But now I'm here, living with three dangerous, powerful demons who can't decide if they want to bone me or bury me.

She's my best friend's daughter, and I have no business wanting her the way I do. Especially since it's my fault that her dad died. Call it survivor's guilt if you must. I just know I'm to blame. Still, when she comes to me for help, I can't refuse her. Which means sleeping on my sofa so she can take my bed. Emerson is temptation personified. Giving into my desires and touching her would make me the worst sort of man. But everyone has their limits.

My one-night stand is back in town. I thought Elias was the one. After only one night in his arms, he captured my heart. Promises were made. But none were kept. Because my broody, military hero disappeared. Five years later, I've moved on. At least that's what I tell myself when Elias shows up again. He's not the same man. He's scared, withdrawn, and stalks me from afar. I want to hate him, But his effect on me is the same. I shouldn't want him. I definitely shouldn't give him a second chance. But these two pink lines prove I never stood a chance at resisting him.