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From homeless thief to skilled craftswoman. All her life, Aralia was told she’s too high-energy. Too dramatic. Her foster father saved her from the streets and taught her wood-crafting skills to rival his own. But now he is gone—and she longs to honor him by completing his last unfinished commission.

My mission is simple yet deadly—pose as the newly hired bodyguard for Vera Ivanova and assassinate her father. But Vera, clever and defiant, doesn't want a bodyguard. Instead, she proposes a dangerous game: I'll be her fake husband in public. Vera is unlike anyone I've encountered—intelligent, gorgeous, untamed and untouched. Everything I want and nothing I can have. The utter destruction and demise of my ultimate plan. Consumed by desire, I choose a new tactic: seduction.

The Vegas Mafia's hottest men weren't part of my plan. Now they're the only plan I've got. Three men—dangerous, demanding, and far too tempting. One is quiet, always watching. His gaze scorches, his touch burns. One is volatile, a storm I should avoid—until he drags me into the fire. And the last? He hides a filthy imagination behind an innocent smile. They've pulled me straight into Vegas's darkest underworld. I should resist. Instead, I'm tangled in their bedsheets—and their world.

“You should kiss me. So we can practice. Otherwise it’ll be obvious that we’re lying.” “Yes, ma’am.” Ten years of raising my daughter alone taught me exactly what matters. Her. So a paper marriage that secures her inheritance? Easy call. The stranger I married was supposed to be a line item: $350,000, six weeks, one signature, done.

I hated him on sight—the huge, tattooed mafia soldier and nephew to the man who killed my father. Nick’s uncle destroyed my family, leaving my mother and me alone in a world with no protection…Until he’s assigned as my bodyguard. Living in a safehouse with a grumpy gangster who gets under my skin feels like a fate worse than death. But as I slowly glimpse the man beneath the gruff exterior, I realize Nick isn’t the villain I imagined. He has honor.

Born into the ruthless underworld, I've been cast aside. I'm locked in a cage of lies and betrayal, now framed for a crime I didn't commit. But then he came for me. Ollie Romanov, the savage enforcer, believes I'm a traitor. He's ruthless, merciless, and prepared to make me pay for my sins. To him, I'm nothing more than a pawn to punish. A traitor to be broken. Yet beneath the cold, brutal exterior, I see something more—a darkness that calls to my own. I shouldn't crave the twisted connection we share. I swear the man has no conscience… Except when it comes to me.

My husband is dead—and the man who killed him is his rival. I thought his rival wanted my daughter. Instead, he wants me. He claims our marriage will solidify his place in our cold, dangerous world. But when he looks at me with those dark, simmering eyes, I wonder if he remembers the spark we felt years ago, before the world showed us its cruelty…He’s my only savior, and I’ll marry him for protection, not for love.

I swore I’d never come back to Flood Creek Ranch. Now I’m under the same roof as the three men who own it. They’re not just keeping the land alive—they’re making sure I remember every reason I ran from this town. One is my brother’s best friend. One is my ex-high school sweetheart. And the last? My father’s sworn enemy. They’re too familiar. Too dangerous. Too tempting. And they’ve made it clear: my stay here won’t be free. They’ll show me the ropes. Take me for a wild ride I won’t forget.

Evie Quinn is a survivor, but she's tired of being a pawn in everyone else's game. She never asked to be the heir to the fae throne, a walking, otherworldly bridge for the gods, or the hottest bachelorette in the supernatural realms. But here she is—dodging dozens of random marriage proposals...

Cowboy shifters…oh my! At Wolf Ranch, the men are feral for their women.

Where I go, he always follows. Primal, Powerful, Possessive. Aleksandr Romanov is my nemesis...And my new husband. He thinks I'm the spoiled mafia princess. That I have the world at my fingertips. I may be his new wife, but he doesn't know the real me. No one does. But when Aleksandr touches me, he cuts me wide open as if trying to see the secrets I hide.

The Vampire King wasn't on the invite list for our engagement party, but that won't stop him from demanding his due. He insists Madi and I make an appearance at his club. He wants a performance where we're the players. I would refuse—war be damned, but my bride is intrigued. And what she wants, she gets.

Foster child. Teenage whore. Now a veterinarian, MacKensie turned her life around, but scars remain. She saves her affection for the animals who never judge or scorn her, but it's time to move on from her past in Iowa. So, she arranges a vacation exchange to job hunt in Seattle. Although the house is lovely, one room is locked. Foster care left her with two ‘gifts’: a neurosis about locked doors and the ability to open them. Once inside the room, she's appalled…and intrigued. Chains and manacles, whips and paddles, odd benches with straps…

Vaughn is the rugged, single dad CEO who’s ready to get down and dirty to get what he wants. And what he wants… is her. I used to live a life of leisure, with caviar, champagne, and a closet full of designer clothes. Now I’m working two minimum-wage jobs, wondering if I’ll make rent next month. And it’s my own fault. The last thing I need? Some self-important patron at the restaurant where I work to look me up and down with those ice-blue eyes, lift an arrogant eyebrow, and tell me to run along and fetch him his sandwich.

I left for my “honeymoon” solo but came home married to a rock star. Oh boy. My entire world collapses a week before my wedding. My ex is not the man I thought he was, and I have the shiner to prove it. Heartbroken, I board my honeymoon flight alone and spend my days sitting on the beach, wondering how I never saw it coming. Enter Mal. I’m not sure how I didn’t recognize the biggest guitar player in the world. I just know I feel safe in his arms, and he’s as different from my ex as can be—gentle, giving, spontaneous…

What happens during a Vegas residency doesn’t stay in Vegas. Not when you hate your rock star boss. I don’t know what crawled up my drum tech’s ass, but I’m over Alice’s bullsh *t. She works for me. So next time she sets up my drumkit, I don’t want to hear her snarky comments or muttered insults. Her shapely little body doesn’t make up for her smart mouth. No matter how curvy it is. Or how pouty her full lips are. Dammit. Just because I’m her boss and we hate each other doesn’t mean we have to play by the rules.

There are two types of secrets in life: the ones we choose to hide from others and those we choose to hide from ourselves. Secrets reveal themselves eventually. Hearts heal, but sometimes, they're forced to break... again.

I'm done playing by my father's rules. Lex Edwards may rule the business world, but he no longer controls me. We did, however, come to one agreement—I'm allowed to take a gap year before college to travel through Europe. But, one year to the day, I must return home. On my travels, I met April. She's like me—escaping life back home until we're both forced to go back. April offers me a place to stay, and since I'm broke and in dire need of a job, I'll take anything over going back to my controlling father. That's when I'm offered an opportunity I can't possibly refuse.

One hot night. Three naughty best friends. What can possibly go wrong? When an upcoming birthday makes Caitlyn Sachs decide to seek a gift that doesn't come in a box - a no-strings hookup to finally lose her pesky virginity - there's just one problem. She doesn't want only one guy. She wants two. The men she can't pick between just happen to be her best friends and business partners, Matthew Collins and Tristan Baldwin. And both men want each other too, much to her surprise. Then Matt offers a shocking suggestion.

Emma Kane is my new roommate. My very off-limits roommate. My gorgeous, sassy, hot-as-hell roommate. I try to keep my distance. To ignore her soft laugh, her intense eyes, her sweet smile. And that groan, the one she makes over her morning coffee - alright, the feisty college student is driving me out of my mind. I can still keep my hands off her. I double down on my rules. Draw that line between friends and lovers. Then she presses her red lips to mine. And, suddenly, it’s obvious. There’s no way in hell I can resist her.