He's powerful, gorgeous, twice my age… and obsessed with me? I might be an innocent runaway, but I’m at my friend’s funeral to avenge her murder by the mafia boss: King. He has other ideas. I should have guessed he’d retaliate with kidnap. Now I'm under his control, still intent on his demise, and honestly so turned on I could cry. When he offers me pleasure, I can't refuse.

My boss walked in on me buying magic juice online. And now he's demanding to be my baby's daddy! All he wants in return is for me to be his fake wife? My grumpy billionaire boss is the bane of my life and my embarrassing crush. So I must be crazy to agree to his proposal, right? A marriage of convenience for him, and in return, I'll get a pregnancy to fulfill my grandmothers wish.

I’m only eighteen but when I get into trouble, becoming a mail-order bride in a patriarchal Pioneer Town is my only way out — but I’m shocked to find that my new husband is so much older than me, so dominant, and so hot! When I defy him and refuse the equally dominant Doctor's utterly humiliating medical exam, I find out just how strict they both can be. And the more I’m examined and punished, the more difficult it is to hide just how much I want it.

Wherever I am, I'm the biggest guy in the room. People don't just gawk when they see me. They keep their distance, which is fine by me. Why do you think I bought a fixer-upper in the country? I don't mind the manual labor, just like I don't mind the solitude. I've got my own business and projects, and no room for anything—or anyone—else. That is, until an angel shows up on my doorstep, clutching a month-old advert touting a room for rent in my house.

I thought I wanted the boy next door, until I figured out his dad is one of the real men I crave. Maybe it’s revenge. Maybe desires can only be repressed for so long. Maybe my brain is just a scrambled mess since my boyfriend cheated on me. This is the same boyfriend who’d insisted we wait until marriage, much to my dismay. The only thing that’s clear is that I’ve waited too long to be with a man, and now I want two of them… My ex’s dad and his friend, whose name I don’t even know. Does that mean I’m wired wrong? Maybe.

Eighteen years old, a Bratva princess, and Lev Melnikov's daughter. That should be enough to keep me away, but the second I see Natalya all grown up, I know she's mine. I try to fight what I feel for her, but my principessa is determined to bring me to my knees, and she's willing to do whatever it takes to get me there.

I would never be caught dead in a place like this. Not normally, anyway, but tonight I'm desperate. My curvy little assistant seems to have put herself up for auction, and there's no way in hell that I'm letting another man win her. Not when she's meant to be mine.

Kane Romano is the most handsome, powerful man I’ve ever met. He’s also the man holding me captive. My asshole of a step-dad found himself on the wrong side of the mafia, and then offered me up in exchange for his life. How does he have the right? I’m 18 years old, and my step-dad doesn’t own me. The problem is, Kane Romano agrees. Everyone knows you don't fight with a Romano, unless you want to end up in an unmarked grave. I should be scared, but every time I look into those dark eyes, I feel safe and protected.

After finding out the baby his fiancée is carrying is not biologically his, Theo Reeves leaves town and vows to never come back. That is until, 22 years later he returns to handle his late mother’s estate. The hatred of being back in his hometown drives him to a dive bar just outside city limits. A night he planned on spending alone and drinking away the memories, is interrupted by a blonde half his age he can't help but be drawn to. Something about her green eyes and the way she despises this town nearly as much as he does, has him wanting to make some reckless decisions.

I’m a mafia princess, heir to the Kings’ throne. My entire life has been spent behind the bars of a gilded cage. Protected, admired, adored. Controlled. I long for freedom. In one night, everything changes… Enter Raffaele Ferrara, dark, broody and tormented. And the most frighteningly gorgeous man I’ve ever seen. My new bodyguard is all rules and restraint. But beneath our clashes, an undeniable attraction simmers—dangerous, forbidden, irresistible.

Jacob Callahan is nothing like the guys I know from college. He’s powerful. Stern. And most of all, he’s big. Every time I crane my neck to meet his eye, every time I see his bulk fill a doorway…I melt....

This isn't the first time I've imagined tearing Jenna's clothes off and reddening her ass with my belt, then pinning her to the bed and taking her so roughly she can't help screaming my name. But it's the first time it's about to really happen. Teaching my daughter's nineteen-year-old best friend all the ways a billionaire mobster can make a girl like her blush and beg and come would have been over the line even for me.

I'm on a first date but I can't stop thinking about what's waiting for me at home. A young innocent babysitter named Brooklyn. I'm a single dad and she's taking care of my son. But when I get home, she's going to be taking care of me. I can't get those sweet cherry lips off my mind and by the time I get the check, I'm damn near obsessed. When I get home, she's going to find out that it's my house and I'm in charge.

Mack Emerson is a single-minded business titan who has no time for relationships, especially with a much younger innocent woman. I tried to hide my immediate attraction to the hefty dark-haired giant of a man, but I’ve never been able to lie, and it doesn’t take long for the inconvenient chemistry between us to combust. We have an unforgettable turn past third base on his desk, but it’s a one-time only mistake…that has a shocking and unexpected consequence. And now I’m doing my best to hide my secret pregnancy under flowing dresses and behind file folders.

After years of sabotaging my body and blaming my family for the loss of my love, I've refused to be a part of our Mafia involvement. Then my usual Indulgence service arrives, and for the first time in years, my body comes alive. I can feel. The only problem is the girl in my arms. The one I crave is not the girl I ordered. No, it's my stepdaughter.

I knew it was a bad idea to get on the elevator. Because now, I have three problems. Number one, I’m stuck in the elevator. Number two, I’m soaking wet from the rain. Number three, he got in before the doors closed. Miles Humphries. My neighbor. The one I hate. The biggest jerk I’ve ever met. Mr. Bachelor-for-Life and I, Rose Taylor, are like night and day. Imagine my jaw dropping when he asks me to be his fake fiancée. And move in with him. Together with my cat. Hello? That’s disaster waiting to happen. But then he makes me an offer I can’t refuse.

"Hey, want to help me break up a wedding?" is a dubious start to an unlikely friendship, but the bride’s ex-boyfriend, Zack, is the perfect partner in crime for Tilly's misguided plan to spoil the nuptials. The bearded and brooding man is clearly desperate to win back the love of his life, and she’s all too willing to help if it’ll break up the happy couple. But the more she tries to interfere with the wedding, and the closer she gets to Zack, the more confusing Tilly's feelings become.

Vesper Rossi has always known her life isn't her own. Born into the notorious Rossi family, her destiny was set—to marry the heir of the ruthless Petrov empire and solidify a deadly alliance. Her intended's twin cousins, Oscar and Zaire, offer her a dangerous lifeline and the chance to escape. When their plan fails, Vesper is taken captive. For two years, she endures unspeakable horrors, her body exploited by a faceless enemy intent on breaking her. Once she serves her purpose, she is sold—not to strangers, but to the very men who failed her.

It’s official. I, Ainsley James, am crazy. Desperate and crazy. It’s the only explanation as to why I’m nauseous, standing outside Maverick Lexington’s door. I mean, it’s possible the stories about his deck of playing cards - with the letters IOU scrawled across the back - are just rumors of the ruthless quid pro quo deals he barters. But the flutters in my stomach know better. Maverick is as cold as they come. But, I need one of those cards. I need to owe Maverick Lexington a favor....

Her father murdered my uncle in front of me, starting a war between our families, and I learned from a young age to never trust a Paladino. But I never expected to be so captivated by the daughter of the very man I long to kill. The sight of her, dancing in another man's arms, ignites a fury so powerful it catches me off guard. My interest in her is dangerous, and the lines of my loyalty are blurring. I should hate her. I do hate her. At least, that's what I continue to tell myself.

Cade Richards is the starting forward of the NHL team the Cranes. He’s at the top of his game and scoring like a champ. On a quick trip home, he runs into Iris, the woman he’s spent his adult life striving to be good enough for, the one who holds his heart. Iris Feldmore’s life is in shambles. Everything she’s worked for has crumbled. Her brother returns home with his best friend—her first love, Cade—in tow. The hockey team gave Cade the nickname of Heartbreaker, and it’s fitting because he broke hers. If she’s honest with herself, she’s never gotten over it.

She bats her eyelashes and pretends she's innocent, but I know the truth. The blood in her veins is made of mud, and I will purify it. Kaye Pennington is the daughter of the woman who ruined my life. Now, I will ruin hers. It's not fair; nothing in life ever is.

Welcome to Club Southside. Cerberus has opened an office in Chicago over the club. The team takes on jobs no one else wants. They handle everything from protection, covert rescue operations, cybercrime, and reconnaissance. These men are driven and deadly, willing to do what is needed to complete their missions and protect the women they love.

I've been pretending for so long it's become normal. To the average person, I have it all… a multi-million-dollar contract to play baseball, four homes, and—if I choose—my pick of any gorgeous woman on my arm. The only problem? The one woman I want—no, need—in my life completely erased me from her memory when we were only teens.

Whiskey, women and sleepless nights.... United States Army Captain Gabriel Hastings knew he would always follow in his grandfather's footsteps. Serving his country was his destiny. Until he fell in love.... When Gabe's love affair is cut short, he turns to whiskey for comfort and swears he will never fall in love again. Until he bumps into an unexpected angel....

Gabriel Alves is well aware of his status as a daddy. Still, his all-consuming career as an architect leaves no time for relationships. That is until he needs a fake date for a New Year's Eve bash. Enter Rory Quinn, a sassy college lecturer with a knack for disastrous dating and a house on the brink of condemnation. Their chance meeting leads to a mutually beneficial proposition. Gabe will help Rory save his inherited home from crumbling around him. In return, Rory will pretend to be Gabe's little for the night.

One night with a stranger ignited a fire I couldn't extinguish. He was everything forbidden, everything dangerous—wrapped in power and mystery. I didn't know his name, only the way his touch branded me as his, searing his presence into my soul. Years later, I'm back in his world, living in the shadows, hiding the secret that binds us together. He's the ruthless kingpin hunting a card counter who defied him. He doesn't know it's me. He doesn’t know what I’m keeping from him. But the truth is a ticking time bomb, and when it finally explodes, it won’t just expose my secret—it’ll ...

My boss walked in on me buying magic juice online. And now he's demanding to be my baby's daddy! All he wants in return is for me to be his fake wife? My grumpy billionaire boss is the bane of my life and my embarrassing crush. So I must be crazy to agree to his proposal, right? A marriage of convenience for him, and in return, I'll get a pregnancy to fulfill my grandmothers wish.

I can’t imagine anything worse than running into my hot hockey star ex in Italy. Until a one-night-stand ups the ante with a + pregnancy test. I expected to never see Benton Jeffries again after our messy split. A decade passes before I lay eyes on him again at a friend’s destination wedding. He sure knows how to knock a puck in the hole. Those piercing blue eyes and chiseled jaw should be a hooking penalty. With all willpower officially gone I let him in my hotel room after a day in Sorrento. My walls come down along with my panties. As the sun rises, reality creeps in. I get up and ...

When I sold a vintage typewriter, I never imagined its new owner would become my pen pal, best friend, and secret crush. We have two rules: no photos and no real names. Over the years, "Remington" and I have gone from typewritten notes to daily texts, but our rules stay the same. And so does my life. I'm a wannabe writer who can't complete a novel, and I've fallen for a guy who I've never met. So when I received a letter my Nanna wrote before she died encouraging me to embark on a summer of risks—my first on the list was to break all the rules.