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I’m the businessman everyone wants to be and the man every woman wants to tie down. They say I reek of old money and I’m sexy as sin. I’m not looking for love but when Hadlea Lloyd books me to renovate her new place, all I can think about is becoming a sinner. She's hotter than hell and tough as nails.

Tank: Improvise. Adapt. Overcome. A concept every marine is taught to overcome any obstacle life throws at you. I made it my mission to do just that. Except my way to prevail was to shut down and build impenetrable walls. It worked. Until it didn’t. Until my life became a shitstorm I could never adapt to or overcome. Until it took the most important person in my life from me. Jess: I’ve always been on the outside of every relationship. Including the one with my parents. Then I met Tank, and for the first time in my life, I had hope that I could belong. Until I didn't.

A storm is coming.... Natia has to hide, be swept away, or become an immovable force. Reality is wrapped in myth and legend. Gods pull her in different directions, each harbouring a conflicting agenda. Unlikely allies challenge her beliefs, identities are revealed, and evil wears many faces. Faced with a choice to save the man she loves or the human race, what will she choose? Logic dictates that one life is not worth millions, but love is never logical.

How far would you go to protect a secret that causes the dark supernatural world to hunt you? Who would you hurt to prevent a prophecy from wiping out everyone on the planet? When Natia Waterford, defender of humankind and self-declared badass, is sent to investigate a series of kidnappings, she’s forced to step into the world of the arrogant Archan Reinheart.

On the day of our wedding, he humiliates me in front of a thousand people. Seven days later, I'm on my knees, begging him to punish me again. I never thought I'd find myself craving the cruel touch of a mafia boss, but I am, and it might just end in my death. Kazimir. His name means destroyer of peace. It fits him well.

Except I'm not the type anyone ever gives a second glance to, let alone is interested in. The only things guys check out from me are the books in the library that I oversee. But every day, the same Chupacabra comes back. At first, I think he's just lonely as he prowls behind me as I work, asking me questions. Then I realize he can't read.