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The most important thing I’d ever read was scribbled on the door of a portable restroom, engraved into plastic at a carnival on the outskirts of Boston. Lust lingers, love stays. Lust is impatient, love waits. Lust burns, love warms. Lust destroys, but love? Love kills. Maybe it was always my destiny to fall in love with a monster. When other kids stayed awake at night fearing the pointy-toothed beast hiding in their closet, I longed to see mine.

"Hola Ágata, soy tu hermana Rissa. He tardado todos estos años en escribirte porque, en el fondo, no sabía si estaba traicionando a nuestros padres. Y sigo sin estar segura, pero necesito hacerlo y espero que, si algún día se enteran, puedan perdonarme. Te escribo porque, aunque hace mucho tiempo que supe que existías, en casa nadie habla de ti."

Los planes de Duff, todo lo que creyó seguro en su vida, se rompió la noche que descubrió que su novio y su mejor amiga la habían traicionado. Decidida a empezar de cero sin ambos en su camino, deja su apartamento y su trabajo como psicóloga en una clínica, para convertirse en...

When Leeds meets Layla, he’s convinced he’ll spend the rest of his life with her - until an unexpected attack leaves Layla fighting for her life. After weeks in the hospital, Layla recovers physically, but the emotional and mental scarring has altered the woman Leeds fell in love with. In order to put their relationship back on track, Leeds whisks Layla away to the bed-and-breakfast where they first met. Once they arrive, Layla’s behavior takes a bizarre turn. And that’s just one of many inexplicable occurrences.

Shelby Pomeroy pierde a su marido, Richard, en dos ocasiones. La primera cuando recibe la noticia de su naufragio y la segunda cuando descubre las múltiples identidades falsas que ha tenido, los escarceos amorosos que ha vivido con otras mujeres y la impresionante deuda que le ha dejado. Todo era falso, incluso el diamante de su anillo de compromiso.

When the Capo dei Capi of the Cosa Nostra comes to Sicily to give his approval for his cousin, Stefano, to take me as his bride, I know my fate is all but sealed. Marrying Stefano is the last thing I want, but being a woman, I don't have a say in the matter. Damiano Falco is merciless and rules the Cosa Nostra with an iron fist. Everyone fears him and won't dare go against him. I'm still trying to accept that I'll have no choice but to marry Stefano when Damiano utters the last word anyone expects to hear. "No." He doesn't give his approval, nor does he offer any explanation.

My mother is a lost cause I can't get rid of, and I work my fingers to the bone just trying to keep my head above water. To ease the stress bearing down on my shoulders, I like to dance. Working as a janitor at a ballet company makes it easy for me to steal thirty minutes at night when the place is empty. Or so I thought. Just my luck that the dangerously handsome owner catches me red-handed. He thinks I'm a hardworking ballerina, and I don't bother correcting him... because, you know, I'd like to keep my job.

One month after surviving the Under Trials, Emery Maves finds herself in a world she doesn't recognize―with a man whose cold eyes are haunted by secrets she can't remember. Stripped of her memories, Emery is tormented by dreams of danger, death, and deceit. The only constant is the lure of the experimental drug that shatters her mind but leaves her almost invincible―and the dangerous pull of the man called Mori.

In a town where all that matters is loyalty to your gang, I've been labeled a traitor. A death sentence. I ran away from the North Shore the day I knew I wasn't safe there anymore. I left behind the people I thought were my family: My crew, the Kings. More importantly, I turned my back on the two men who once meant everything to me. The hardest thing I've ever done. I might have known Elliot and Ethan since we were children, but I betrayed the brothers in more ways than one. Now they want me dead.

"Keep your hands off the virgin." That was the order. The second I saw her, I knew I would tear it apart. Now she's pregnant—and I'll kill to keep her. I'm the Guild's enforcer in Brooklyn. But also the heir to an empire in Italy I haven't set foot in for nine years. I kidnapped the virgin heiress to end a war. Dragged her across an ocean and locked her in my family's castle. Within these walls of stone and silk, I'm one wrong touch away from burying myself so deep inside her—and starting a new war.

Sonya recibe la noticia de que su difunto padre tenía un hermano gemelo poco después de romper su compromiso matrimonial y perder su trabajo, así que, cuando descubre que su tío desconocido le ha dejado en herencia una mansión victoriana en la costa de Maine, decide instalarse en ella para descubrir por qué los niños fueron separados al nacer y la razón por la que todo se mantuvo en secreto.

I've spent years hidden away to protect my father from the shame of having a defective daughter. The head of the Bratva can't be associated with weakness—and to him, that's all I am. That is until a marriage alliance gives him the opportunity to finally be rid of me. As I head down the aisle towards my mysterious husband, I hope I'm moving towards love and freedom. But Matteo makes it clear he wants nothing to do with me. I wish I could return his coldness, but the dangerous Don sets my body ablaze whenever he's near.

I'm trapped by a beautiful psychopath. A devil with a soul as black as his heart. Mal Ulstäd is seductive brutality wrapped in sinister allure. And he knows what I did. He knows my family destroyed his. Now, he won't stop, no matter how fast or how far I run. They say fairytales are just pretend. But monsters? Those are real. And they never, ever let go...

Living a life free of demons and finding forgiveness had always seemed unattainable to Jesse Ward. And yet Ava O'Shea offered him a chance of happiness, the possibility of a happy ever after. Their affair has been an intense whirlwind, full of highs and lows, and now Jesses finally on the cusp of realizing what he always thought was impossible. Love. Marriage. Acceptance. Except for one very important thing. The final part of Jesses past that he's kept from the woman of his dreams. Because surely Ava will walk away if she knows about the most damaging skeleton in his endless closet.

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.

Pueden tomar todo de mí, pero no pueden tomarla a ella. El señor Black está de vuelta. Para vengarse. - Necesito que firmes un contrato. - ¿Qué tipo de contrato? - Un contrato que te hará mía. Esta vez ella va a hacer todo lo que yo diga. Ella lo va a odiar y luego va a rogar por más. Este es el juego que jugamos. Es nuestro juego. ¿Pero qué pasa cuando los demás se enteran? ¿Perderemos todo?

Agobiada por un nuevo encargo para la revista LUO, Ana tiene que perderse en lo más profundo del país en busca de un argumento sólido para su artículo. Allí se topará con Juan, un tipo grande, fuerte y con muy malas intenciones. Cualquier contacto entre Ana y Juan chirría como una cerradura oxidada, por lo que ella debe preguntarse por qué ha caído entonces siete veces entre sus brazos. Asesinos en serie, bandas de música que aparecen de la nada y verdura, mucha verdura, serán los ingredientes de esta novela corta y divertida.

Her brother sold her off, and now she belongs to me—she just doesn't know it yet. Ginevra Bianchi is nothing like the spoiled billionaire princess and politician's fiancée I thought she'd be. She doesn't bow, doesn't break, and that smart mouth of hers is going to get her into serious trouble—my kind of trouble. Her family owes me, and I always collect.

Reflexión, ternura, perdón, reproche, despedida y ruptura: seis cartas que atraviesan una historia de amor. »...Te recordaré saltando de balcón en balcón el día que olvidaste las llaves, me recordaré durante aquel baile contigo con el vestido azul que te gustaba, nos recordaré rotos en llanto en el entierro de tu mad re. Y quiero llenar el resto de años que nos quedan de recuerdos, quiero que creemos ahora la vida que luego será pasado, en lugar de que una laguna plácida y quieta se extienda de aquí allá.

Cillian Kildare is a monster wrapped in charm and sophistication. A gorgeous psychopath with venom in his veins and sadism driving every beat of his cold, black heart. When I'm sent to kill the vicious Irish mafia boss to settle a debt from my past, it's supposed to be simple. It becomes a lot less simple when Cillian catches me and carves his way into my darkest secrets and most deviant desires. Now, captured and bound as his prisoner plaything, he has new plans for me: an unholy marriage of inconvenience. He'll protect me from my past