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As a member of the royal family, my life is a spectacle. Every move I make ends up in the headlines. When a familiar face from my past joins my security team, his return brings more than just old memories. Raphael suspects someone close to me is leaking my whereabouts, putting me in danger.

I entered the game. He already chose me. If I go into that basement, I'll be prey. That's the game: twenty men hunting five women. Whoever catches me will claim me—right there on the floor—and I'll be his for thirty days and nights. No refusals. No limits. As a successful, focused professional, I have no business indulging in this dark fantasy. But I can’t resist. Not when he might be there. The man who fuels my most forbidden obsession.

I always knew I was different—my obsession with catching Deadwater’s murderer with my Skeleton Girls Detective Agency, my hunger to hunt predators with my steel sharp and my manicure perfect. And now, my dangerous instalove for the skeleton crew’s new recruit. Riordan, with his tousled dark hair and striking green eyes, would be wise to run far from me. But it was infatuation at first sight, and there’s nothing I won’t do to keep him close. Even if it means risking everything.

I tried everything to get his attention, but I invited in a monster. After facing a threat to my life, I found myself kidnapped and locked away by the skeleton crew’s enforcer. Connor is feared. Respected. And obsessed with me. He controls everything, right down to my pleasure. His rules dictate what I can and can’t touch. When I can and can’t wear clothes. What’s strange is how happy I am. From the outside, my old life appeared perfect, but my father’s iron grip had suffocated me. Now, in the hands of my captor, I can finally breathe.

I hated the gangs that ruled my city. After my friend was killed and my father vanished, I had no choice but to infiltrate one to figure out why. Entering their infamous club quickly showed me I was in over my head. Then the most feared gang leader took an interest in me. Arran was corrupt, deadly, and his searing gaze both terrified and tempted me. In my search for answers, I stumbled into his dark and dangerous game. The result? I belonged to him, with no chance of escape. In a heartbeat, I became Arran’s obsession. And in a terrible twist, I think he’s becoming mine.

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Someone’s out to get me, forcing my car off the road and me into hiding. When my brother recruits his Scottish best friend to protect me, though the brooding bodyguard drives me nuts, I can’t refuse his help. Or hide my crush. As a distraction, I create a spicy wish list and have only one man in my sights to share it with. What better way to spend my time locked in a house with the man of my dreams?

As a bodyguard, I have one rule: don't get attached. Yet Daisy's got me hooked. When I'm asked to protect her, I can't resist. She's warmth and kindness wrapped up in a curvy package, and I'm willing to cross any line to keep her safe. Almost. No matter how torn I am between duty and desire, there’s only one chance I can’t take. For her, I’ll risk anything—except for my heart.

Beth: I know, I know. Running a guy over isn’t the best way to get his attention, but in my defence, my driving skills are all I really have. And impressing the tall, dark, mysterious man who barely speaks was far too tempting to pass up. Except women like me don’t get to date earls. I’m not what he needs. I grew up in foster care, he was raised in a palace. No matter the power of our heated looks, or how much my blood surges whenever he’s around, whatever we have will be short-lived. Heartbreak is all I’ve ever known. He’s welcome to the pieces.

I wanted him. He wanted to ruin me. It was the blood I noticed first. Running down the neck of the man on the ferry. Then his bruised knuckles, dark eyes, and arrogant smirk. The handcuffs came last. No one else paid him attention, but I couldn't look away. Or deny my instant lust. I had no idea he was being imprisoned on the remote, dark Scottish island I knew well. Or that he'd been kidnapped, not arrested.

Hiding out in the Scottish Highlands, I've fled my old life. I need a home for my little daughter, a job, and the eyeful of my roommate naked in the shower has me thinking I might need a hot Scottish boyfriend, too. But the gorgeous bodyguard only offers fun nights between the sheets. While he's preoccupied worshipping my thick thighs and claiming he doesn't want commitment, I'm meant to be busy on the dating scene. For longterm, he's telling me to look elsewhere, but what if its him I fall for?

There are three things I know as fact: There’s a million dollars in my bank account that isn’t mine. I planned a vacation fling, but the guy in question has a twin brother no one told me about. I kissed the twin by accident. Bam, cue fireworks and sparks. Now, if the universe could do me a solid and help me do kiss him on purpose, I could forget my money troubles.

He's a wounded hero in recovery. She's being blackmailed. Elise: I fled to Scotland after an incident on a movie set left me reeling. But my solace is short lived. Someone is blackmailing me. With a threat so awful I can't ignore it. Helped by a handsome, scarred Highlander, I could figure out the identity of my blackmailer. But trust is hard to come by when everyone wants a piece of me. And betrayal comes all too easily. Swoon with Cameron and Elise, and continue with the brooding, tough, protective men of the mountain rescue and the beautiful women who tame their hearts.

A scar tore his face. Mine would carve his heart. I'd do anything to save my missing sister, even sell my body to the highest bidder. Until he steals me from my buyer's mansion. Camden rescued me, but he won't let me walk away. Especially when I discover he's my buyer's son. And the strange thing? I can't even be angry at the sweet, gentle, scarred Scotsman for the terrible thing he did.

I always pictured my brother's best friend to be impressive - after all, he's a military helicopter pilot whose job is to save people. Then he appears in front of me and my assumptions fly out of the window. Tattoos on muscles. Grey eyes and a sexy smirk. A Scottish accent to die for. And what's more? He's here to rescue me from my uncle's clutches. My poor sheltered heart stands no chance.

Lennox McRae is a dirty fighter. He crashed my car, stole my first kiss, then walked away with another woman. There’s no reason why, years later, when I see him in a fight, I should be lusting after his body. They call him Hard Nox, but I know him, and damned if he's getting an easy ride back into my life.

He went to jail for her, now she intends to pay him back. Sebastian: Out of jail after three years locked up, I’m burning for freedom. Before, I’d wanted commitment. Marriage. Babies. A woman who could never be mine. No more. Now my only plan is to live it up. But at the probation office, a desperate woman pleads for help while a toddler clings to her skirts. She’s a stranger. Not my problem. No way should I be listening in. Except...I know her. She’s the reason I went to prison. Now I have a chance to find out why.

Lying low and staying off the radar is a matter of life or death for my family. We escaped just in time to our Scottish hideaway, and safety is far from assured. I shouldn't be flirting with a strong-willed lass. But Effie is good for my stubborn, unhappy sister, and spending time with her is no hardship when she sets my pulse racing. I can handle being tormented. I've survived worse.

Done with university, I’m home in the Highlands, and life is anything but chill. My best friend is here and so’s a gorgeous American lass, working at my family’s snowboarding centre. On a wild night, both Brodie and I get to lock lips with Casey. Heat scalds us. Chemistry explodes. The best thing? All of us want to share.

It was the blood I noticed first. Running down the neck of the man on the ferry. Then his bruised knuckles, dark eyes, and arrogant smirk. The handcuffs came last. No one else paid him attention, but I couldn't look away. Or deny my instant lust. I had no idea he was being imprisoned on the remote, dark Scottish island I knew well. Or that he'd been kidnapped, not arrested. I went from that naïve girl on the boat, dreaming of stolen kisses, to the one who held the key to his prison cell. When heat turns to hate, all that's left is ruin.