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I'm Galen Blood. My stepbrother and I are richer than God and sicker than the Devil. We like to play games. The kinds of games only billionaires as f--ked in the head as we are can play, with global stakes. Corporations and countries fall just because we think it's funny. Today, our game is about her - Eliza - the piece of trash in a leopard print skirt we dredged out of the Las Vegas gutter. Braden thinks I can't make her a perfect sub; that I can't dress her up beautifully, convince everyone she's a lady, and make her my whore in the back room. I disagree.

I'm Braden Blood, and I'm going to use Eliza any way I want. Yeah, she's my stepbrother's sub. Yeah, he's falling in love with her. That just makes the game better. You see, I know the truth about Eliza. And if she wants to keep me from telling the truth to Galen, then she's going to do anything I want.

My name's Galen Blood, and I'm not in love with Eliza. I only pulled her out of the gutter last night. Nobody falls in love that fast. I don't fall in love at all. I'm only playing a game with my stepbrother and using Eliza as the pawn, manipulating and using her, and there's no room for love in that.

After a messy breakup, Leigh Holloway is ready to start her life over. Until her parents put the family home on the market and call her back for one final memory-making Christmas. The last thing she wants to do is deprive her mom of the perfect holiday, so she'll lie her way through the visit and worry about her future in the New Year. Too bad the only bar in town is owned by a guy she seriously wronged in high school.

The Good Girl pledge: A Good Girl doesn't lie. Okay, except when I'm on the job. At My Alibi, I'm well paid to provide cover stories 24/7. Good Girl knows money isn't everything. I'm not greedy, honest! The fast cash I'm earning is going into a dream: my own lingerie design business. A Good Girl helps her family. My sister needed a favor for a friend. Now I'm in big, big trouble.

French Goalkeeper Noah Masson wants to prove his worth to Coach and help his team win the gold. With an unruly mutt for company, a part-time gig to pay rent, and the national Water Polo Championships fast approaching, Noah is 100 percent focused on his goal. That is, until he catches a beautiful intruder poking around his kitchen....

A secretive nerdette gets a bad boy for Christmas....I'm Mia, a grad student and part-time assistant at D'Arcy Consulting and Audit. My company's CEO, Raphael d'Arcy, is young, funny, smart, and uber-rich. He's also smoking hot. That alone should have scared me away, were I not such a fool, my academic achievements notwithstanding. But there's more. Raphael is France's most notorious playboy who doesn't do relationships. He does one-night stands. If sufficiently intrigued, he might do a fling, which is the most we could ever have together - a short-lived fling.

True spite. Fake marriage. Real romance... If there's one man that store clerk and amateur photographer Diane Petit really, really, actively hates, it's fragrance mogul Sebastian Darcy who stole her father's company - and wrecked the man's health in the process. But the arrogant SOB had better brace himself because Diane has vowed revenge. And revenge she will have.

Rancher Jericho Smith has known Honey Cooper since they were kids - and she’s always been under his skin in ways he doesn’t want to acknowledge. She’s his best friend's sister...and there’s the not-so-small matter of the inheritance he bought out from under her. Keeping his hands to himself is the smart thing to do. But then a snowstorm traps them in a rustic mountain retreat with nothing but a fire and each other to keep warm. Now the storm inside has only just begun!

Wren Maxfield hates Creed Cooper, but now she’s working with the wealthy rancher over the holidays! Those strong feelings hide undeniable chemistry...and one wild night results in pregnancy. Now Creed vows to claim his heir. That means proposing a marriage in name only. But as desire takes over, is that a deal they can keep?

After eight years in prison, Levi Rush is finally out and back on the gritty streets of Detroit to claim the future he was owed. A future that includes the one woman he's wanted for years - his former best friend, Rachel. She's the reason he went inside, and if getting her to do what he wants means buying the building that houses her tattoo studio and using it as leverage, then that's what he'll do. Because if there's one thing he's learned inside, it's that if you want to win, you have to play dirty.

Nathan promised Jessica just one thing during those nights in his hotel room - sex unlike anything she had experienced before. She thought it would be simple, but with a man like Nathan, that's not possible. He was complex, determined, and too tempting to resist. When her life intersects with his in the most unexpected way, she realizes that fate and chance don't exist in his world.

My brother is an idiot. He won the lottery and invested all of his money in a run-down bowling alley. Since he's barely making it, he moved in with me. Great. Having him around the house isn't the worst thing in the world, but he does make a mess like nobody's business. My friends Zeke, Jessie, and Kayden keep me sane but there's only so much they can do. And it's definitely not the worst thing in the world when his old friend, Ryker, moves to town.

Zeke and I are finally together. Going from best friends to lovers is surprisingly easier than I thought it would be. We do everything together, and of course, the sex is fabulous. Everything is great until Ryker shows up. He says he needs to talk to me and I think I know what it's regarding. If my suspicion is right, he's in for rejection.

Ryker and I aren't exactly perfect. But I was falling for him - and falling hard. Every kiss. Every touch. Every embrace. Just made me realize this wasn't a fling. It wasn't even a relationship. It was so much more. I just hoped Rex was wrong about Ryker. Because I didn't have the heart to listen to him say those terrible three words. Told you so.

Jessica Roth dumped her boyfriend, moved to New York, and wanted desperately to start her new life off with a bang - a literal mind-blowing, soul-shaking night of pure, raw, memory-making sex. She thought her one-time chance encounter with attorney Nathan Moore in a hotel room would become a jumping point for her exciting, single, and adventurous life in the city. One night turned into two, into four, and into more - always at the same place, always at the same time; no last names, no personal details, and absolutely no complications.

Ryker dumped me. Everyone warned me dating him was the wrong decision. But I did it anyway. Now that it's been three months I'm finally in a good place. I haven't started dating just yet but I know that will happen in time. Finally, I don't think about Ryker anymore. But when I have a dream about Zeke, a very inappropriate one, I start to wonder things I shouldn't.

Jessica wanted to believe Nathan was a changed man. The lust filled promises he made in bed are no match for the reality that she's now holding in the palm of her hand. Sex drives men like Nathan Moore. She suspected it then experienced it, and now there's absolutely no denying it. She knows what the right thing to do is. He knows that he's never met anyone like her.

Gray finds himself torn between anguish and ecstasy when another Lalia-sitting assignment is placed in his hands; he's asked to hinder Malcolm's advances and subdue the paparazzi, while wrestling with his smoldering desire to get Laila in his bed. Will this assignment cause him to disclose feelings that may sever their friendship and jeopardize his career?

Jessica Roth thought she'd found the one man who could fulfill her in every way. He was gorgeous, controlling, and amazing in bed and said everything that she desperately wanted to hear. That was, until she heard him say the one thing she never suspected was true.