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Ever hear the story about the gal who got dumped with this parting shot? “And, maybe you need some lessons in the bedroom.” Sure, I wanted to shout at my ex: “You suck in bed too.” But I’m a lady. I didn’t say that. I do, however, share the whole sorry story over drinks to my best guy friend—the hockey star who’s been my bestie forever.

Every mile takes us further from who we used to be. Logan I've always lived a structured life. Every box was checked, every decision planned, right down to the color-coded polos in my closet. Neat, orderly, by the book—just like I was raised. It's what made Salem and me so good together. But...

I once thought one of my ruthless boys could be the killer I’m hunting. They’re all dark, deadly, and more than capable of brutality. But now, I’m held by the King I’ve been stalking in the shadows, and when I unmask him, he’ll realize he made a huge mistake in taking my brother from this world.

Faye is the last woman Dion Windsor wants to be near, let alone marry, yet there’s no escaping the alluring pianist he’s been engaged to since they were children. For years, he made his unwillingness known, but his attempts to keep Faye at a distance fade to dust at the sight of her with another man—mere months before their wedding.

A deadly island. A brutal regime. A forbidden attraction that could destroy them both. Briar Hollis would rather die fighting than live kneeling—and New America's brutal regime is about to grant her wish. Condemned for refusing to breed the next generation of their twisted society, she's given...

Beau Eaton is the town prince, a handsome military hero with a tortured past. I’m the outcast bartender, a shy girl from the wrong side of the tracks. He’s 35 and all man, and I’m 22 and all...virgin. He’s also my fiancé. Correction: my fake fiancé. We start out as a bet. He doesn’t believe that anyone holds my last name against me. So he offers me his to prove a point.

When it comes to stealing from mafia men, there are three rules. Don't get caught. Don't be seen. And most of all—don't fall in love with them. After being hired to steal a painting, I find myself ensnared. Damon, Minos, and Aaecus are monsters, and they only want one thing: Me. Seven days of...

A bewitching spy. A ruthless king. A love that could ignite a war. Amaia has worked hard to make her family proud. As the star apprentice to the pyroki master in Dothik, she's weeks away from inheriting her mentor's coveted post. But when her desperate brother begs her to take his place in the Heartstone Accords, a diplomatic exchange with their rival nation, she agrees to the unthinkable. Her mission? Cross the sea to Grym, secure work at the dragon hatchery, and spy for the throne. But Grym is nothing like she imagined—and neither is its formidable king.

While things are going great, people forget I exist, but the second hell breaks loose, my number is the one they call. It sucks. Just once, I'd like to be a priority in someone's life. I'd like to be taken into consideration. I want my voice to be heard. But that's never going to happen. I'm the forgettable one. Always have been. Always will be. Wanting to feel like I'm a priority for one night, I take matters into my own hands and book a date through The Perfect Gentleman's service. I figure if I'm going to pay for the date, the guy will be forced to give me the attention I've always craved.

With one reckless act and a rushed confession, I knew my life was never going to be the same. I was having a baby with a woman who was not my wife. I would do anything to keep my love, to have her stay with me. But how does one forgive the unforgivable?

For starters, her name isn't Smith—but it sounds common enough to hide her real identity. And with a new haircut and some hair dye, no one will recognize her on the other side of the country. Or so she hopes. Years after running away from home and the memories of her kidnapping, Allie finds her footing again in a small town in Maine. She has a safe roof over her head, freedom, and a job she loves at The Lair—a local bar managed by a stoic, protective ex-Navy SEAL who makes her heart beat faster than it should.

I fell for your lies, and you sucked me into your twisted game. You made me crave your taste, hungered for your full attention. I gave you everything, only for you to go ghost. You hollowed my heart, sending me into a spiral of self-destruction. Revenge found its way to replace you. Even if you're my new stepsister, I'll make sure hating me is your new addiction.

Tall and chubby sixteen-year-old Birdie Wilder thought she and her best friend Liam Miller were always meant to be more than friends. But after he harshly dashes her dreams of any romantic relationship between them, their friendship ends, and they find themselves at odds. Ten years later, Birdie is a famous rock star traveling the world and proving that plus-size women can rock with the best of them; size never equals talent, and her adoring fans love her… maybe a little too much. When a stalker begins to threaten her safety, the label hires her a personal bodyguard.

They call him a legend—one of the greatest guitarists of our time. The mighty Ace of Spades brought in to produce my album and save the day. Not only is he covered in tattoos. He’s gorgeous, talented, and infuriatingly arrogant, even demanding I trust him. Trust him? I. Hate. Him. I’m a former child star turned rock princess, caught up in all kinds of bad press and scandal. I need to stay focused on my music and career. Not get distracted by his filthy mouth and piercing eyes. If only our chemistry wasn’t off the charts.

Money. Children. Career. The white picket fence. My life was perfect—or so I thought. That illusion came crashing down the moment I caught my husband balls deep in his secretary. The fool forgot I was the general counsel of his beloved company, and I'd had the sudden realisation that it was time to return to work. Our ironclad prenup had a two-month countdown, forcing my hand to stay in the farce I now called my marriage. Plans were made, and retribution was upon us. If only I'd prepared for my childhood best friend, who soon became my comfort and closest confidante. 

We’ll never run away. There won’t be stars or a blue sky filled with heaven staring down on us. All we have is death and destruction. A life sentence, forced to survive within the absence of our love. Until five years later. “Death isn’t waiting for Calder—it’s listening for his instruction."

She’s my secret. My answer. My Ace. I’m a cabal leader for KORT—not a man who gets involved. Never for more than a night. Certainly not with Celeste Carver—a Daddy’s girl whose biggest problem is which politician to marry. All I want is a taste. But the pretentious princess burrows under my skin. And I’m tired of being polite. Once she’s claimed, there’s no going back. Not without ending up six feet under.

Hot-headed. Stubborn. Absolutely no impulse control. That's who I am, according to my brothers and business partners. We run one of the top companies in the country, and we're growing fast. When I start interviewing for a key position, my brothers firmly advise me against hiring Kinley. Of course, I hire her anyway, and not just because she's insanely gorgeous.

Valentine Malone fell into my life…correction, I fell into his in the aisle of a grocery store. I fell, not in love, but literally into him right before I stumbled into a display rack of parmesan cheese. Our second run-in had me on the floor slipping and sliding in broken party tubs of margarita mix. And if the first two encounters weren’t embarrassing enough, the third left nothing to the imagination when I walked in on Hot Cop in all his magnificent glory in the shower. Not exactly the meet cute I’d always dreamed of.

Reth Killing is easy. Being owned is the real nightmare. I'm controlled. Broken down and rebuilt into something lethal. I don't feel. Don't hesitate. Don't want. I survive by staying empty. Sophia Sinclair is everything I was never meant to touch. Soft, bright… good. For years I stayed in the...