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Powerful and enigmatic billionaire Braden Black doesn't do relationships. He doesn't fall in love. But ever since meeting Skye Manning, he's breaking every one of his careful rules. He just can't get enough of her fierce independence and the white-hot sizzle of attraction between them. Of course, there are still lessons Skye has yet to learn . . . Only Braden isn't sure Skye is ready. Falling in love is one thing. Inviting her completely into his world—and the reality of his darker, most forbidden appetites—is quite another. It's about trust. His and hers.

Aspen Davis is on a mission. She's determined to find out how and why she ended up captive on a South Pacific island where she was hunted and tormented for over five years. She's following the clues . . . even when they lead to some very dark places. Buck Moreno vows to protect Aspen no matter what. He understands her need for vengeance—he's been there—but he also sees the other side, and he doesn't want that life for the woman he cherishes. But she must come to this conclusion herself. In the meantime? He'll help her find the answers she seeks.

The hour of reckoning was upon us...Amelia's life was in danger. Amelia, my goddess. The time to watch the situation had long passed. Now, it was time to change things up. Time for me to change. Love made me go soft and allow the image and handle I had on things to slip out of my grasp. I needed to find myself. Now more than ever. All the secrets were jumping straight out of the closet. Right into the open for all to see. We weren't playing games anymore. It was time for war. It was time to become the devil I was.

In the lands of Deyadrum, where every Fae possesses power, Princess Emma is the only one forced without. Confined in the walls of her palace by her father, she's desperate for a taste of freedom. That is, until she discovers the truth: everything she thought she knew was a lie, for something evil plagues her lands-promising death and darkness.

I was exiled by my pack over ten years ago. Why? Because I’m different and different is apparently bad. They are dead to me. I’m better off without them. I know the feeling is mutual. I built a cabin in the woods, away from humans…away from everyone and everything. Some might say I’m a hermit, but I like it just fine. The whole world can go to hell for all I care. I’ve carved out a place where I can just be. I’m at peace. That’s when she blunders onto my land.

My marriage wasn't perfect, but my husband's unexpected death yanked away my sense of security and left me floundering. Enter Jameson Flynn, former NHL star and my late husband's sports agent, who's back in my life as the executor of the will. Things between us are as contentious as when we worked together five years ago, except now we're working together to navigate all of the secrets and deceptions my husband left behind.

I took her innocence as payment. She was far too young and naïve to be betrothed to a monster like me. I would bring only pain and darkness into her sheltered world. That's why she ran. I should've just let her go. She never asked to marry into a powerful Russian mafia family. Unfortunately for her, I don't care. I own her, and after three years of searching, I've found her. My runaway bride was about to learn disobedience has consequences...punishing ones. Nothing was going to keep me from claiming her before the eyes of God and man. She's mine now, and I'm never letting her go.

My parents made me see a therapist for stalking. They thought Dr. Red Mercer would cure me. They assumed he would teach me restraint, discipline, and distance. What they didn’t count on was the way his gaze lingers too long, like he’s undressing the truth instead of treating it. Or how his voice tightens every time I say exactly what I’m thinking. He says boundaries. I hear an invitation.

He killed her fiancé. She wants revenge. But loving the devil might be her greatest sin. MatteoI’m the Gemini’s tech genius and reluctant heir, smarter behind a keyboard than on a battlefield. But the assassin hunting me isn’t just any threat. She’s her. Caitríona McKenna. My forbidden summer. My first real love. The girl I left behind—And the woman who just tried to put a bullet in me. She wants revenge for her fiancé’s death. The fiancé I killed. But nothing about that night is what she thinks… And I’ll burn Manhattan to the ground before I let her die for a lie.

Pixies are supposed to be petite, beautifully lithe creatures with gossamer wings. Sporting luscious, ombre pink hair and fluttering pink wings, Phil meets two out of three of those criteria. At over six feet tall, no one would dare call Phil petite. As a home-and-hearth pixie, Phil yearns to find a home and family he can bond to. When no one's willing to hire a pixie of his stature, Phil is forced to find work elsewhere. Turns out, pixies make terrible bouncers.

From small town romance author, Brooke Montgomery, comes a family saga series based in the fictional town of Sugarland Creek, TN. Sugarland Creek Volume One includes the prequel, book 1, and book 2.

She was supposed to spend a few days wandering around with her twin sister, seeing the sights, expanding her horizons. The trip was supposed to be a much needed break from the hectic schedule she was keeping in school. She was only nineteen. She had plans. Finish college. Medical school. Husband. House. Two-point-five perfect kids and a golden retriever named Buddy. All that changed with one roar of pain. She heard him. A beast. He was out of control, locked behind an impenetrable wall, alone. Suffering the agony of mating fever.

I was exiled by my pack three years ago when we found out that I’m a double alpha; too powerful to exist amid my own kind. I should have been put to death, but the council spared me. Now, I have to live by a bunch of rules. I’m not allowed to take a mate. There are no babies in my future. Humans can never find out what I am. No problem! At least it wasn’t a problem until now.

I came for my money. I took her instead. She's not the one who stole from me. She's a pawn caught up in her family's deadly game. It doesn't matter. Her innocence won't save her from me. I could just let her return the money, but as I stare down at the beautiful creature stretched out before me like a virgin sacrifice, I thank God for every sin that has blackened my cold heart. Because I'm going to make her beg, scream, and suffer for me. Then I'm going to make her mine.

Imagine witnessing your mother’s brutal murder. Imagine not being able to remember a single thing about what happened, even though you were there. It doesn’t matter how hard I try: I. Can’t. Remember! I was just a small boy when it happened. I must have tried to defend her because I have the scars that prove it. My wounds should have healed completely. They didn’t. My scars are my constant reminder of what the Moones did...what they took away from us. My mother died in agony. A piece of my father died along with her.

I didn't come to her apartment planning to tie her to her bed and ravage her. A Russian arms dealer has no need for an innocent schoolteacher. I would have done what I came to do and left, but when she opened those gorgeous red lips and threatened to scream I knew she would be screaming long before I was finished with her.

It was an innocent mistake; she knocked on the wrong door. It was mine. If I were a better man, I would've just let her go. But I'm not. I'm a cruel bastard. I ruthlessly claimed her virtue for my own. It should've been enough but it wasn't. I needed more...I craved it. She became my obsession. Her sweetness and purity taunted my dark soul. The need to possess her nearly drove me mad. A Russian arms dealer had no business pursuing a naive librarian student. She didn't belong in my world. I would bring her only pain. But it was too late...she was mine and I was keeping her.

After the makeover of the century, I walk onstage in too-high heels… and trip in front of thousands of people! I'm saved from becoming a face-plant meme by Brokk, who catches me in a romantic dip that makes my tummy flutter. Which it so totally shouldn't. Because Brokk's not just the hunky model on my book covers. He also lives 24/7 in an orc costume with tusks and green skin. I might write monster romance and wish I had an orc of my own, but monsters aren't real! How can I take this guy seriously?

She wants adventure, excitement, romance—everything her job as a preschool teacher doesn't offer. When she comes across an ad for a nanny to a wealthy recluse in the Rocky Mountains, she wonders if this is the change she needs. The recluse was not supposed to be drop-dead hunky. Tiger shifter Henry Kaplan's life can't get much worse. His arranged marriage has fallen apart. His ex abandoned him and their baby. He can't work and care for his daughter, and danger is around every corner. When he opens his front door to the hired help, he gets more than he ever dreamed.

Warlord Tane of Atlan is a warrior, not a prince. So why is he wearing these ridiculous white pants and gold-trimmed jacket? And gods help him, why are there hundreds of females in glittering gowns, circling like vultures, expecting him to dance? The human producers of the Bachelor Beast television show thought this would be a good idea; dress up an unmated Warlord like a fairytale prince, invite hundreds of eligible human women to a “Cinderella Ball,” turn on their cameras, and record everything. And then he sees her. His mate. The only female who can tame his beast.