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Six years ago, I was supposed to get married. But the night before the wedding, my groom-to-be showed me sides of himself I'd never seen before. I might've died in that hotel room... if Mikhail Novikov hadn't burst in to save me. Handsome, strong, capable knight in shining armor—sign me up, right? Wrong. Because Mikhail wasn't just the hero I never knew I needed... he was also way more dangerous than I ever could've known. But for one night, I let myself do something I never should've done. It was worth it—several times over, if you catch my drift.

My ex came back from the dead and stole me away from my happily ever after. Somehow, that's not even the worst of my problems. I've also been separated from my son. My father is trying to kill me. And my husband thinks I'm pregnant—but the truth is that I lost the baby... and I don't know how to tell him. Basically, my whole world's on fire. So I have a choice to make: I can take my son and run from this life, or I can beg Mikhail to leave it behind with us.

As a commoner, Kaylina Korbian's duty is to bow to aristocrats, avoid rabble-rousers, and call the haughty royal rangers "my lord"—especially the arrogant Vlerion of Havartaft. Handsome, powerful, and a legendary swordsman, he's the last person you'd want to cross. Naturally, Kaylina irks him at their first meeting, and he arrests her. Unbeknownst to her, the city is dealing with political strife and assassinations, and the rangers are on edge. Kaylina must work with Vlerion to clear suspicion from her name, even as she unearths a dark secret about him that will either bind them together.

Rider Cruz is the secretary of the Dark Horse MC. Kyle Stewart is new in Pineville. She's trying to hide in plain sight. She's not looking for another failed relationship. He isn't looking for a relationship at all. She is clearly too good for him.

Stephanie Fuller has had a year from hell, and a vacation to Mexico was supposed to be a way to find her equilibrium again. Instead, she's snatched off the streets and wakes up in a dark, dank underground prison. Nothing could prepare her for what's going to happen to her there or the connection she builds with her fellow captive. When Patrick "Trick" Kramer wakes up in a small cell and learns he's not alone, he quickly puts together the pieces of who took him and why.

Five years ago, I disappeared from the life I had and built this one. I spend my days and most of my nights on the line, helping my clients achieve their goals. They call me when they are in a jam or are getting ready to move on a target. I'm their information specialist. The woman in the chair. I'm their switchboard. Intelligence, electronic eyes, computer hacking—I do it all. My singular goal is to bring my clients home safely. Some clients are more special than others. We all play favorites. I know them, they've never seen me.

Nate Carter left Australia's elite SASR unit after a tragic accident. Shattered by the experience, he thought taking a job in the States might be a good way to start over. His father's former employer, McKay-Taggart, has a position for him in the bodyguard unit. He never imagined himself risking his life for celebrities and the wealthy, but it will do for now. It will also give him a chance to reconnect with old friends, including the girl who'd been like a little sis to him ten years before. These days, however, his feelings for Daisy O'Donnell are anything but brotherly.

Men who betray the trust of the most powerful mafia kingpin in New York rarely live to make the same mistake a second time, but I'm not one of Antonio Volante's soldiers. I'm his wife. So I got his belt instead of a bullet. Even though I did what I did for the sake of someone dear to us both, my husband doesn't plan to let me keep my secrets any longer. That's why I'm bare and bound with my punished ass sore inside and out, begging desperately for the climax he's kept me on the edge of for so long.

Emelin has finally found the bindings, the key to her victory. But to use them, she needs one last piece of the puzzle… and the only person who can give her that information is a stubbornly silent Thysandra. An uncooperative captive is the least of Em's problems.

Things have gotten completely out of control. One minute, I'm a college student waking up to the worst day of my life. The next, I'm being swept off my feet by eight-foot-tall monsters who work for a bonafide Empress who is planning a full-scale takeover of Earth.

The Marchetti Mafia runs this town. My dad has been under their thumb for years as the Boss's personal consigliere. After facing death multiple times, he's now hanging on by a mere thread, and I worry the next injury will be his last. They always say once you join the family you're in it for life. Yet there may be a way out, but it'll cost me more than I ever imagined.

Everything was gone. I'd found a home here. I'd finally found a place where I belonged. And they'd stolen that from me. Odin may think he was winning, but he couldn't be more wrong. Because he'd made a mistake. He'd left me alive, and I was going to make him pay. Revenge would be mine. And once I was finished, the only blood running through the streets of Asgard would belong to the gods.

Koraine always dreamed of seeing the world and escaping the confines of Morwen, the water kingdom she grew up in. Finally, that wish was coming true—at a price. She was being forced to marry the prince of their rival kingdom, Abelon, the kingdom of fire. Bellamy always knew one day he would become king. He spent every day trying to prove himself as a prince to a father with impossible expectations. Never once had he questioned the king's demands—until his marriage was announced. Being forced to marry a nobleman's daughter from his rival kingdom had never been a part of his plan.

Grover Hughes is the president of the Dark Horse MC. Ryan Turner is the one who got away. Or rather, the one who ran away. She needs help and protection. He's too stubborn to follow his gut. She's too stubborn to beg. Their past was laced with betrayal. They were never meant to cross paths again. She could be everything he ever wanted. He could be the ruin of her.

My new fake boyfriend? I can't stand him. Pascal Gagnon is a broody lumberjack with a pine tree stuck up his self-righteous ass. He needs my help investigating his father's accident, and I need the work to help my PI business get off the ground. We're total opposites—he's an uptight control freak, and I've been described as a hurricane. Forced to live together to keep up appearances while I gather evidence, we bicker nonstop, but the fake relationship ruse is the perfect cover. Even if it means having to tolerate his shirtless piano playing.

Tragedy strikes, and Echo, one of Aria's fiercest Elites, finds herself facing unimaginable loss. In true Elite fashion, she doesn't take it lying down. Setting out on a journey for retribution and retaliation, Echo discovers new bonds and hidden truths about her own identity. The Elites are done waiting for the next blow. It's time to strike back! How far is Echo willing to go? And what will happen when those they're up against decide to strike back?

With one look at Leonardo Volante, I knew he'd be the kind of husband who takes off his belt when his bride is sassy. But I wasn't expecting to be ordered to strip the moment we were wed. Or to be quite so shamefully wet when he bared me... Even before he saw the arousal glistening on my thighs, he knew I needed him to bend me over, redden my ass, and then take me so roughly that I scream his name as he makes me his.

If there's one thing Verity will consistently do, it's spontaneously make terrible decisions. Sometimes they work out well—so far, smuggling her rescue cat into the shadow realm has been a great success—but more often than not, she ends up with a bigger mess to clean up than she started with.

I should have left my ex-best friend and run for it. Instead, I try to stop her from being abducted by aliens and I'm taken. Luckily I'm rescued from my brutal captors by tall, dark, and murder mayhem. His idea of a romantic gift? The heads of my enemies in a box. I'm stranded on this alien moon with no idea of how to get back to Earth and this muscle-bound alien heartthrob's idea of wooing me is off the star charts in a way I didn't know I would be into. It's not like I'm getting back to Earth anytime soon so I might as well have fun.

Being a contract killer for the mafia is easy. Take out the scumbag. Collect the cash. Go back to my uncomplicated life of solitude in the mountains. What I'm not prepared for is my next target. She's as innocent as I am sullied, and while most men cower in my presence, she stands up to me with enough sass and courage to stop me in my tracks. I have a decision to make. Carry out the contract and become as ruthless as the men I work for, or defy their orders and live with a target on my back. Which leaves me with one hell of an inconvenient problem.