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I’ve seen too much death as a Marine and the son of a mafia boss’s lackey. I finally have a chance to do what I’ve always wanted: raise horses. The catch: My brother’s ranch is also a safehouse for men the police would never protect.

I was born to be a protector, and Jacob was born to be mine. As a marine, I followed my gut and defied orders. I was left with a stain on my record and nowhere to go until an old friend pulled me back into the world of organized crime. Paradise Ranch is my home now, but my life is far from easy. It’s filled with dangerous men, threats to those I care for, and enemies who’d like to bring my entire operation down. I don’t have time for a relationship, but when a scared young man comes to me for help, I can’t say no. I also can’t keep my hands off him.

I was the one straight Theriot cousin. At least I thought I was. Then an annoying, clean-cut sheriff came into my life and started making me feel things I didn't want to feel. I wanted to protect him; I wanted to be good enough for him. I wanted to kiss him.

Travis is my friend's little brother. I'm supposed to keep him safe. To be a man he can trust. But I haven't seen him in years. When he turns up hurt and needing a place to stay, protection is only one of the things I want to offer him. Because Travis isn’t a kid anymore. He’s all grown up now. And the way he looks at me tells me he feels the heat rising between us.

Oliver likes writing, reading, and the feel of satin and lace against his body. He also talks way too much when he’s nervous, knows more trivia facts than any man should, and is about as good at dating as he is at skiing - which is to say, completely and totally inept. David’s never been with a man before, despite recognizing that some men make his pulse race and his body heat. But no one has ever made him as hot as his newest ski student - adorable, athletically challenged Oliver.

When I met Julian, I wanted to hate him. He's my opposite in every way. But I want him like I've never wanted anyone else. To win him over, I'll have to do the impossible, prove I can be reserved and restrained.

Everyone says I need discipline, but no one's willing to give it to me until I meet my match. I can't stand the arrogant man who refuses to cower at the mention of my family's name. But my hate isn't strong enough to keep me from wanting everything his hungry look promises.

I should never have approached Remington's car. I knew he was dangerous, but he needed help, and I was sure he could pay well for it. When he offers me an astronomical sum to stay with him for two weeks, I can't say no. Even then, I know when our time is up, I'll wish we had forever. Remington cares for me like no man ever has, and I can’t help falling for him. But how could a crime boss be my Prince Charming or give me the fairytale happily-ever-after I’ve always dreamed of?

I thought I was straight. I thought protecting my identity mattered more than anything besides family. Then, Emilio came to me for protection. It's my fault he’s in danger, and no one is going to touch him. No one besides me.

I used to be CIA. Now I'm a tattoo artist and a vigilante. When a new hire at my shop gets too curious about my less-than-legal activities, he needs all the protection I can give him. He wants a lot more. More than I should be willing to give. And yet, the longer I keep him close for his own safety...the more I want him in my bed.

I’m a former FBI agent. Now I’m on the opposite side of the law as part of an underground vigilante organization. When the fight to stop a crime ring pairs me with a pawn shop owner, it’s hate at first sight. Fun fact: Hate and desire aren’t mutually exclusive. To further the investigation, Marcus and I must pretend to be boyfriends. Too much time spent in close proximity has me wondering if Marcus might have the power to thaw my icy heart.

I’m a sniper. A trained operator. A bodyguard. A member of the elite private security force known as Vigilance. When my boss’s son acquires a stalker, of course I’m the one he calls to keep the guy safe. Mr. X’s one rule? Keep my hands to myself. Not a problem. At least, not until I meet Lane Porter. He’s gorgeous. Flamboyant. Fascinating. He makes me want things I can’t have. He stretches my self-control to the limit...and then breaks it.