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Three years ago, the Mafia murdered my first love and shattered my chance of happiness. I won't stop searching for the gunman until justice is served, even if every step toward the killer is a step into the gaping jaws of Philly's notorious underworld. If only the new guy in my building, AKA Mr. Tall, Dark, and Annoyingly Alpha, would leave me and my secrets alone. My body might want him, but my head knows better. I've lost too much to risk giving my heart away again, especially to someone as deliciously tempting as Brandon Lewis.

Adrian Diaz is like something out of a fantasy. Well, if my fantasies included a sexy smirk and a guy working at city hall. But anything further with the sexy, Spanish charmer is quickly squashed when I find out he’s on the city council. The exact guy who is trying to stop the building of a new dog park that the animal shelter desperately needs close by. It’s literally my job as an intern to get this project seen to completion before the summer’s over. Now if only I could get this political prick out of my head long enough to do that.

A note, a pair of panties, and a date. When Quinn’s efforts to set up her best friend go awry, she finds herself with a crazy blind date. Could the mystery man be her soul mate? Nothing like an adventure, and at the very least, she is going to have some fun with it.

Alessa (Ghost) Maverick's in love with a dead man buried at Arlington National Cemetery, where his heart might as well be buried too. My husband's stuck in the past, lost in his fractured mind, and the last ten years are a blur to him, meaning I'm a blur to him. But I'm not a ghost. I'm a woman...

I never knew what hit me. Rex stormed into my little world with two adorable twin boys and no apologies. Bearish. Short-fused. Consuming. Huge. Torturously gorgeous. Leave-your-heart-in-pieces wrong. Did I mention HUGE? He's instant trouble the second he checks into our lodge and my overprotective grandpa hires him. Then I catch him staring with that knowing ache in his eyes. I forget what trouble even means. He also needs a nanny. Sold.

Falling for a cowboy was never the plan. Let alone two. I'm giving myself one last summer before I have to go back to the real world. One last chance to say goodbye to the boys I left behind. Colt is all easy charm and wicked smiles. Maverick is a quiet storm and rough edges. Together, they were once my entire world. Best friends, always tangled up in each other. Until everything fell apart. Now they ride bulls for a living, and the bond between them is more complicated than ever. Hands that hesitate, then stay. Eyes that don't look away. That hot, aching tension begging to be broken.

The first time I met Benson LaCroix, he sat in a bar wearing “cocky player” like a cheap cologne. The second time, he stood in a locker room in nothing but a jockstrap and a scowl. Apparently, the Miami Storm’s star pitcher isn’t too thrilled his new boss is the woman who turned him down.

For the longest time, I was Bren Monroe. I lived in Roussou, California. I had no parents, no brother, but I had a crew. Then things started to change. I never planned for any of it. I didn’t think I’d fall in love. I didn’t think I’d have a relationship with my brother again. I didn’t think that he’d come back.

Staying away from him should be easy. It should be a no brainer. Never date coworkers. Period. Especially one who could get me fired with the snap of his talented fingers. The consequences to giving in to temptation could be dire. Everything I’ve worked for could vanish. Getting closer to him could prove to be catastrophic…. Or it could be just what the doctor ordered.

Wesley Templeton was determined to not follow in his namesake’s path as a cardiac surgeon. Was he smart enough for it? Of course, he was a genius after all. Did he have the time and patience to master the craft? Absolutely. Was he going to let his controlling grandfather hold his trust fund over his head until he achieved what was expected of him? Hell no!

Two years ago, the medical world was shaken by scandal, and Payton Daniels' family was at the center of it. The second she graduated, Payton left everything behind - her high-school sweetheart, her family, and the controversy surrounding her mother's death - and hid within the anonymity of college. But Payton's ex, Blake Hiller, hasn't forgiven her for leaving, and when he enrolls in the same medical ethics class, she panics. She can't run the risk of him telling everyone who she really is. 

Being crew is walking between two worlds. One world is normal: Prom. Parties. College. Those are the concerns they worry about. In our world, we deal with other situations. Cops. Drugs. Brawling. That’s a typical day for us. But what if it wasn’t? What if there came a day when you stopped? When you considered letting your enemies win? When you didn’t fight back? When you chose a different path? First I lost my family. Then I got the Wolf Crew. I couldn't lose them too. But what happens when Cross, Zellman, and Jordan keep going...and I don’t?

I thought I was ordinary Rory Franco: college student, artist, and over-protected daughter. Then, mages barge into my family’s home, murder my parents, and whisk me off to a university known as Villain Academy. It turns out I’m Persephone Bloodstone, the long lost heir to one of the five royal families of dark magic. I’m destined to learn how to manipulate the world with fear—and to stand beside the four other scions: the scorching-hot, arrogant young men who rule this school. The four of them crush anyone who doesn’t kowtow.

The first time I kissed Scarlet, I knew I was in trouble. The night I slept with her, my life changed forever. The day I found out I was going to be a father, I ran from her. Now that I’ve been given a second chance I won’t be so reckless. Will my love be enough to prove to her that even in the darkest times I won’t repeat the past?

You know how people say you can never believe what you read on the interwebs? That a hot guy online is probably a creeper with a beer gut and a shoe fetish, not the sexy beast he pretends to be? So I had no clue that the anonymous blogger who contacted my law firm about his naughty website would be droolworthy in real life. Not that I'm interested in him in that way. Attorneys can't go around sleeping with their clients. Not even if he is the most beautiful man I've ever met and so ridiculously smart he makes my nerdy-girl heart sigh.

If Grace Johnson knew one thing at all, it was that all men were dirt bags. All men...except Noah. "I was lost in his eyes. Lost in his tears. My goal was to pull him out of the darkness...if even if it dragged me in as well." If Noah Bennet knew one thing at all, it was he needed Grace Johnson. Needed her...desperately. "My pain was pulling me under...she was my only saving grace."

Taylor Atwood and Jase Morris finally found their way to one another. Life couldn't have been more perfect for either one of them as they began to build a future together. When tragedy strikes, Taylor's perfect world is gone in an instant, leaving her with nothing but unanswered questions. Will she find the strength to go on, or will the idea of Jase possibly being gone forever prove to be more than Taylor can handle?

Love at first sight. That’s what it was when Rip Myers came up to me in kindergarten. From that point on, we were inseparable best friends. When I work up the courage to tell Rip I love him, I am met with rejection. He tells me he treasures our friendship too much. That statement might as well be a knife to my heart. I want to hold out hope that he’ll change his mind. Instead, he moves on. The only choice I have is to pretend that doesn’t slay me.

Here’s the thing: I’m not a bad guy. Lying to Mia wasn’t part of the plan. Finding success as a romance author using a female pen name wasn’t part of the plan, either. But sometimes, life takes unexpected turns. Like realizing the woman you’re falling for is your alter ego’s online best friend.

My name is Sebastian Lindstrom, and I'm the villain of this story. I've decided to lay myself bare. To tell the truth for once in my hollow life, no matter how dark it gets. And I can assure you, it will get so dark that you'll find yourself feeling around the blackened corners of my mind, seeking a door handle that isn't there. Don't mistake this for a confession. I neither seek forgiveness nor would I accept it. My sins are my own. They keep me company. Instead, this is the true tale of how I found her, how I stole her, and how I lost her.