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I am both a sinner and a saint, but I bleed vengeance. For years, I’ve lived in the grey… until her. Avery Washington didn’t belong in the shadows, but I dragged her into the darkness anyway. One kiss, and I would stop at nothing to possess her. One caress, and my need to destroy wavered. Our attraction was poison and pleasure. They say the devil recognizes his own, but I never saw Avery coming. She's determined to light the matchsticks, and I can't resist going down in flames...

Tattooed on my skin are the words, “Bow to no man.” I live by them. Die by them. I’ve been on the run since my mother was killed right in front of me, hiding in the gritty underbelly of New Orleans. After a lifetime of being alone, the only thing I crave is revenge. But I never anticipated Lincoln Asher.

The arrangement was perfect. I make my donation, she gets her baby, we go back to being friends. No strings. No messy heartbreak. Except everything changes when we decide it’ll be a lot more fun to make a direct deposit and do things the old fashioned way. That spark between us? Now it’s a blazing fire I have no desire to extinguish. Our baby proposition just got a lot more complicated.

Langley Vaughn is in desperate need of a date. But not just any date. She's looking for a date to the wedding from hell. It isn't every day you're forced to be in the bridal party while your first love marries your archnemesis...otherwise known as the world's worst stepsister. The entire situation is a nightmare, and Langley is sick and tired of taking orders and forcing a fake smile. She needs to find a date who's not afraid of her family's money...someone willing to shake things up.

Lucy Quinn loves hockey. What she doesn’t love? The latest PR stunt from her favorite team—a hockey romance book club designed to lure in more female fans. Pandering to so-called “thirsty” fans? It totally cheapens the sport. The worst part? They’ve slapped Bennett Wilder—the infuriatingly cocky, annoyingly handsome star forward—on the cover of this PR disaster like he’s some kind of book boyfriend. Gross. So Lucy does what any passionate, totally rational fan would do—she starts a boycott.

All my life I’ve been a prisoner. Locked away by men who think they hold all the power. First my father. And now him. The devil himself. Reid Harris. Even my husband can’t save me from the most infamous man in Harrow Creek and his loyal best friend. I’m tangled up in their twisted games. One woman. Three dangerous men. They expect me to cower. To beg and plead for mercy. But Reid’s about to discover that not everyone bends to his will.

Doctor Sage Porter has moved to Marble Falls to be the private physician for a group of men unlike any the world has ever known. But she has a second, secret reason for moving to the small town. A reason she can’t share with another living soul…especially not the men under her care.

Of all the Verran brothers, Tiernan is the least suited to wear the Night Court crown. The Rebel Prince is happy with no responsibilities or accountability—just the freedom to pursue his own dark, lush pleasures in Sin City. Including his secret hunger for a certain smart-mouthed, fiery redhead. Only, the possibility of having Fiona is stripped away when Tiernan is thrust into the one role he never wanted: king. As king of the Dark Fae, wanting—let alone pursuing—anything with a lower-caste fae like Fiona would shift from fun…to forbidden.

Getting pregnant then realizing your baby daddy is a cheating, lying, scumbag? That happened. But then Abel James walks into my life. One hot look from the broad-shouldered cowboy and I’m ready for all the sexy fun I won’t be having once I start showing. Only one problem. He’s my father’s best friend and almost twenty years older than me. He’s off limits. I’m completely forbidden. Even if the spark between us is undeniable. So I get on a plane to Australia. One last trip to visit friends and work on their cattle station before I come home and face my future as a single mom.

Armed with his magical branding iron and his devoted harem of monster girls, William has freed the lands of Solanna and is ready to lead its people in a final battle against the vile sorcerer at the heart of Etria's troubles.

Auggie is starting his first year at Wroxall College. It’s a punishment, and he’s determined to make his way through the year, prove himself, and earn the right to go back home. Theo is a grad student recovering from a terrible car accident. He’s lost his husband and their daughter, and he’s trying to figure out how to keep going. When both are tangled up in a murder, though, they have to set their personal problems aside and work together — first to clear their names, and then, when the killer turns his attention on them, to survive.

I had no idea Fionn Quinn was an enforcer for the Irish Mob. Not when he saved me from my ex, and certainly not when we had our night together. I never gave him my name, and didn't know his either. We come from different worlds. I'd have nothing to offer a wealthy man like that. So I ran. Hoping he never finds me.

Jericho thinks his life is complete, and that he doesn't need anyone else. Quinn is sure he can never get back what he's lost. Will wants to be a piece of someone's heart, the hero of their story. Peyton fights his nightmares alone, struggling against the tide, his own dark thoughts an anchor. Sebastian's hardened heart keeps him from letting anyone else in, too afraid to be hurt again.

After how this season has gone so far—don’t ask—the last thing I need is a distraction. Like, say, my spring training one-night stand showing up in my dugout. If it’s not annoying enough that the hot new shortstop with the heart-stopping smile has been traded to my team, the golden guy now needs a place to stay. When one of my bigmouthed teammates suggests the new star player shack up in my spare room, I’ve got myself a helluva problem—and it’s getting bigger with my eager, interested, and too-sexy teammate sharing my kitchen, my shower, and then, late one night, my bed.

Don’t play dirty. That’s the code I live by on and off the field. The other?Don’t get distracted. Not by the media, not by hookups, and definitely not by our rival team’s ridiculously charming star player, who loves to whisper dirty nothings to me every time we play ball. And sure, his offers are tempting, but he’s the love ‘em and leave ‘em type, and I want the real thing.

A few long weeks after being reluctantly ripped from the comforting embrace of her sacred prophet's religious commune - the only life she has ever known - a terrified Delilah is thrust into a world enveloped by evil and swimming in sin. Steadfastly devout in her faith, and retaining the deep belief that her soul is innately tarnished as a branded "Cursed woman of Eve", Delilah is determined to find her way home to her people in The Order and away from the corrupt and damned outlaw motorcycle club - The Hades Hangmen.

As one of the Kordolian Military's infamous First Division, Lodan Vorkan's one of the most feared warriors in the Nine Galaxies. He doesn't like the unpredictable, and humans are exactly that. Humans are trouble. Humans bring chaos. When he encounters the strange human called Tasha, all his warning alarms go off. She isn't anything like the other humans. She's faster, stronger—artificially so. She has secrets; she tells lies. A trail of blood-scent lingers around her. She is not the kind of human he would imagine as his mate. But Lodan's control is about to be sorely tested.

To the rest of the world, I'm broken. Unfixable. But when he looks at me, I know what he sees. A woman, not a doll. A fighter, not a victim. A survivor. Maybe, he sees underneath that. Maybe, just maybe, he sees what I was always born to be—a predator. They took my innocence from me. They stole my adolescence. Now I'm going to reap upon them what they sowed in me. Vengeance. This woman hasn't just been scorned... the hell I'll rain down upon them will look like child's play.

My life is as predictable as it comes: I go to work at my security job, I hang out with my friends, and I spend my free time alone. I don’t want or need anyone or anything else. Then I’m assigned a night contract with Jordan, who’s my complete opposite, and my world is flipped upside down. Jordan is friendly, outgoing, and nothing like the men I’m usually attracted to. He’s also big, confident, and can turn me to putty with just his words.

From the moment I learned she was coming to our school, I had a gut feeling it would end in disaster. Out of all the schools in the world, why did Kaitlin Crosse have to choose ours? Her presence confused my brothers and created tension between them, but I soon realized my initial assumptions about her were completely wrong.