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He's always lived in the shadows of his older brothers, but that didn't stop him from making a name for himself. His witty charm was his secret weapon, and he used it at every angle. When he uses said charm on his brother's bar manager, Kasha, he had to put in overtime because she wasn't giving him the time of day.

All her life, around the way girl Ruejae has received crumbs from the world that's left a stain on her perception of what she deserves. On the verge of blurring lines with a long-time friend, she is ready to see what's on the other side of incessant flirting, weighty promises, and ravishing fantasies shared over a recorded phone line.

Buck DeLuca is the second oldest of the DeLuca brothers and the most reckless one. Buck lives by his own rules and dares anyone to question them. He doesn't have the time or patience for a relationship, so he reduces his encounters with the opposite sex to one-night stands. That's until one night leads to unexplainable consequences for his actions.

Growing up deaf in a family that ignored her caused Nakyra to embrace the silence. When she meets Rome, she believes she's found the one, and after years of being together, the two decide it's time to finally tie the knot when tragedy hits. Then he comes into the picture, and her whole world is suddenly flipped upside down. No matter how forbidden he might be, she can't seem to ignore the feelings forming for him. Everything she thought she knew is suddenly being tested and leaves her conflicted.

I am done with men. I like my life the way it is. Calm, quiet, and very private. I may be a brash New Yorker, but I keep a tight circle, and I prefer it that way. Enter Colt Chastain, rising NBA star and magnetic single dad. He's set his sights on me and he's determined to change my mind. I told him he's the absolute last man I would ever be with. So, why does he think getting me into bed is a slam dunk?

After the passing of her granny and with her sister in prison, the weight of the world seems to be fitting uncomfortably on Honesty Barret's shoulders. Now, her only living situation in Parkway Gardens appears to be in jeopardy as her aunt and her pimp bombard their way into her granny's home. With aspirations of moving out of the Gardens and creating a better life for herself by doing hair, unbeknownst to Honesty, her dreams are about to become a reality, but not in the way that she expects.

Maceo Dillinger is the second eldest son of the Dillinger clan. Being a part of his family organization means Maceo is no stranger to danger, but he as a secret that might just cost him his life. He’s taken on an unapproved caseload and has brought his girlfriend Sharina Gladden along for the ride. His already dangerous world turns treacherous when Maceo finds himself as a target. The time for keeping secrets is over as escalating threats become increasingly deadly. Maceo is forced to come clean and rely on his family to ensure both his and Sharina’s survival.

Crulden the Ruiner is the most dangerous gladiator in the galaxy. I'm his clone—equally ugly, equally dangerous, and just as feared. I'm also being held captive, since no one trusts a creature like me to be let loose. A curvy, determined human named Bee doesn't think I'm a creature, though. In fact, she thinks I just need a guide. She's got half the males on this planet eating out of her hand, and she's confident she can do the same with me. The managing little female has no idea what she's in for.

Eve has a thriving career, loving friends, and family with a picture-perfect relationship… or so she thought. That was until she received a message from her long-time boyfriend Adrian, shattering whatever dreams she had for the two. Saint is all about his money and has little room for anything that doesn't include that or his three-year-old son, Myheir. That was until his cousin convinced him to join him and his friends on their annual Friendsgiving trip.

Azar has taken over Fort Dallas. He rules with complete authority, and everyone bows down to him. Everyone except one woman. Melina, the fort's medic. No matter what he offers, she refuses to give in. A good man would know to stop asking. Unfortunately for Melina, Azar is not a good man.

We have learned how to suppress our pain and deny its presence, but when we fight against our internal turmoil, glimmers of peace are short-lived. Rejecting our suffering is not a sustainable solution because trauma is held in the body. In this book, Nityda Gessel invites listeners on a journey toward lasting freedom, with insights and experiential practices that marry the wisdom of Buddhist psychology, yogic teachings, and Indigenous understanding with somatic psychotherapy and neuroscience.

When souls are tied, it's never goodbye. A boy I was that summer evening I met you, pulling your belongings out of the truck and into your new home. I knew it was love then. A whole man I was the day that you met me at the altar and agreed to love me until death do us part. A shell of a man I've become since it did, unable to move on, move forward, or progress in any way until I discovered that not even death was permanent enough to keep us apart. A better man I'm destined to be, knowing that, at some capacity, you're still with me. Our love is one that never dies.

You ever met somebody and knew right away they were going to be your forever? Yea, me neither. But when my path crossed with Devyn Banks, I knew she would leave a stain that was hard to wash out.

I met the love of my life when I was ten years old. Ever since Talulla Evans walked up to me with her gap-toothed smile and told me her name means "princess," I've been entranced. For the last twenty years we've been there throughout each other's storms. And somewhere along the line I fell in love. Deep in love.

I know what they say. Grief makes you do things. After the year I've had, I'm bathing in it. Dad's dead. Mom is . . . mom. My boyfriend and best friend are too busy screwing to comfort me. When a letter arrives with no return address telling me where to go for a new start, I don't hesitate. I pack some clothes and what's left of my life and run. But I didn't expect the fire waiting for me when I arrived. I didn't count on the burn. Rowdy Wray. They call him the lion of Idlewild. Me . . . I call him boss.

All my life I have served. One lord after another, I have given them my time, my body, and my soul. My newest lord, however, is not one but three. I have become the anchor to the three Aspects of Fate, the mortal chosen to teach the gods humanity. It seems an impossible task for any mortal to satisfy a god's wishes and I must serve three? Three lords means three times the frustration, three times the petty demands . . . and three times the pleasure.

A menace, I was, the duration of my life. Unsure of what was next, who was next, or where I was headed next. The only for-sure shit in my world was my paper and my people. The ice around my heart was still intact, never being penetrated or as much as tapped.

From the moment Adonis Grayon sees Corinne Bishop, he's smitten with her moves on and off the court. Much to his delight, she reciprocates his feelings. However, growing up in the limelight had made Cori leery of it. Although she's head over heels for Don, she has no desire to disrupt their groove or go public as a couple. Meanwhile, keeping secrets doesn't sit well with him due to his painful past.

I was not a gambler. No way. I've built an existence free of risk and adventure. From my career to a small life with my closest family. I was not going to do anything to jeopardize my heart. But when my neighbor and number one menace to my safe plans showed up in Vegas, I did what every adventurous (not!) woman would do. I got drunk and married the man.

Billionaire. Recluse. My new worst enemy. Darrel Hastings is the sexiest therapist from hell. Tall. Jacked. Green-eyed jerk. My mere existence seems to put him in a bad mood. As hot as he is, I’m not exactly getting warm and fuzzy in his presence either. So when Darrel mistakenly offers me a decorating job, I turn it down so hard his head spins. I’m not interested in taming this cold and heartless beast. Until I stumble on the two little secrets running around his castle. Turns out, the tin man has a heart. Why is it always the gruff ones who turn out to be the secret softies?