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The highest bidder gets to spend the night with me. No strings attached, no funny business involved. Of course, nothing is that simple. Lines are blurred and I have to question my own morals more than once. Everyone would sway a little in my shoes, I'm sure, especially when the stakes are so high. Three billionaires want me to be theirs for the duration of our contract. Billionaires who seem to think that just because they are paying me, they can get away with everything. No rules, only the ones that work for them. I have to submit to their every whim and desire, whatever those may be. ...

Stockings hanging off the fireplace: check. Mistletoe above door: check. Ghosts of boyfriends past on the guestlist: check. Wait, what? I never believed in ghosts, and that's not going to change tonight, either. Not even when the sexiest man I've ever seen floats across the room, taking my breath away. It's Christmas Eve and I had too much eggnog, surely. Now I'm dreaming of him taking me to my ex's house. I am forced to watch as his cosy little life is so much more perfect than mine - until it isn't. What I see changes everything, and what I do makes things worse. Fine, I haven't exactly ...

Halloween is over, but I'm stuck in a world that's not only filled with magic, but danger, too. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining that much. I am finally with the man of my dreams, making some magic of our own. And yet I can't hide the fear that's still gripping my heart at the memory of the attack I suffered, nor can I ignore the pit in my stomach, reminding me that the magic war I found myself in the middle of is nowhere near over. Aiden tells me I'm the only one that can save their land, and yet I can't even face meeting my own mother. I might not be able to decide whether I stay ...

I thought I was a mermaid, and now I'm convinced I'm losing my mind. Visions haunt me at night, dangerous desires taunt me in my waking hours. Either way, I can't trust myself, let alone the man who's guest I've been for the past few days. Or has it been more? The thing is that when you suspect that your mind is fractured, it begins to play tricks on you, as if to prove you right. You lose track of time, space and reality. And yes, you lose yourself. Okay, fair enough, that probably wasn't much of a loss. I wouldn't know, because I still can't remember enough to make sense of what's real ...

Instead of another successful spell and a sexy Halloween, I'm left with an ugly beast that wants to eat me up - and not in a good way, either. Halloween might scare most people, but when your own magic fails you and shit hits the fan, you wish all those stories were untrue about things that go bump in the night. I have no idea who or what they are or why they are after me, but I know this: it has something to do with my mother, and maybe even the man I was trying to conjure up (again). Last Halloween I ended up having the time of my life. And now? Well... Now I can consider myself lucky to ...

The lines between reality and fantasy blur when I find myself back in the ocean's embrace. It's comfortable and reassuring, making me feel like I belong. My dreams of Sebastian take me back to a place where I could explore my deepest desires. My love for him knows no bounds, and yet I want more. He isn't enough and we both know it. Many secrets unfold in front of my eyes, and I get to know a part of me I never knew existed. But it did. It still does. I'm beginning to remember. Or is this simply my way of justifying all the wrongs I have? Yes, among all the desire, all the pleasure and ...

I have been living my life in a sweet, sugar-plum-coated bubble of big fat lies. As it turns out, my mother was a witch, and not even just any kind. She was one of the most powerful ones of all, and so am I, apparently. It's Halloween. I'm all out of love. So, I do the obvious: I cast a love spell. Of course, I haven't got the foggiest about the way my powers work. Hell, a minute ago I didn't even know I had them. And now? Now I find myself on the other side of the looking glass, not wanting to go back. The guy I conjured up has something to do with that, too. Actually, he has everything to...

I have three days to make Eric fall in love with me. There are only a few problems with that. First of all, I have no idea who he is, or who I am. I lost all my memories, and on top of that, I might even be going batshit crazy. I am seeing and hearing things, not to mention that I believe that I'm a fricking mermaid. Right. As if that could happen. It's also very unlikely that a sea witch is after me, or that I have three guys pining for me. None of this is makes sense, none of this is real, and my mind is playing tricks on me. Still, I can't help but feel like there is some truth behind ...

It all started with a dream. Quite literally. I have been dreaming about him for as long as I can remember. Long before I actually met him. Yep, creepy, right? Sometimes the dreams control me, while other times I'm in charge. But either way, he is all I ever wanted. The problem? The memories from another lifetime aren't real. They can't be. He isn't mine, and never will be. But he exists, alright. And when our paths meet, all hell breaks loose. I start dreaming of a threat that ruined our life before - and could do it again. Not to mention that I get a secret admirer I never asked for. But,...

I thought having no memories was bad. Try being bombarded by them all at once. Honestly... I never knew what real pain felt like, and I'm not even talking about the physical side of it. I forgot these things for a reason, and I never wanted them back. But when it comes to magic, you always pay the price. I didn't get to choose which memories to get back and which ones to push away for ever. Before, I couldn't make up my mind, because I didn't know what was real and what wasn't. And now? Once again I'm stuck between two worlds and I'm torn more than ever. I have another decision to make, and...

I have three days to kiss the guy, but I don't remember why. Actually, that's not the only thing I don't recall. I have no idea what happened, or how I got to where I am now. All I know is that I'm going mad. Literally. Like, there is a voice in my head, urging me to do something before it's too late. And then there are those dreams... Oh yes, those dreams... They make me blush and pant with desire, longing for a life under the sea. A life I believe is a fairy tale, an illusion created by my mind. And so is Sebastian, the handsome merman who I'm fooling around with in those dreams. Or he is...

Witches, magic spells and danger: welcome to my new life. This Halloween I decide to do something that will change everything. It's supposed to be a simple spell that brings me love. Instead I find myself in a world filled with magic, deadly creatures and a man I spent an eternity searching for. Whatever I thought to be real shatters to pieces, giving way to a new reality I'm not sure I like. But then again, everything is different on the other side of the looking glass, and I have a mission to accomplish. Someone is waiting for me, and I'm the only one that can save both my world and ...

They chased me before, although that time their intensions weren't to kill me... I was supposed to marry the cruel prince my evil stepmother chose for me, so I did the one thing I could: I ran, never to look back. But being alone in the middle of the woods isn't the smartest move for a young woman. If you are a princess, it's a whole new level of crazy. Everyone is out to get me, and there is a prize on my head. They don't even care anymore whether I'm being captured dead or alive. My only chance of survival is the men I cannot trust, but the ones I have to rely on: the three hunters that ...

You would think that being an erotica author equals having lots of steamy sex, at least five times a day, right? Wrong. You know what they say... Some people do it, while others talk (or in this case, write) about it. Yep, I belong to the latter group. The most fun I get nowadays is from my stories. Oh, and from my inner demons. Yep, that's right, I'm crazy as a bat. What can I say? Aren't all geniuses on the brink of insanity? Some more than others, but hey, I'm not complaining. Okay, fine, just a little. But I'm going to change all of this. Yep, today is Valentine's Day, and I refuse to ...

Living in the big city was a big dream of mine, but it didn't turn out the way I planned. Instead of fame, wealth and security, I have been scraping together for the bare minimum for the past three years. But tonight, my luck is changing. What I need to do for it can be easily forgotten after, I hope. Nothing I wouldn't already do for free anyway, so why not get paid for it, right? The deal is to accompany a rich guy to a fancy party and be eye-candy. Simple and easy.

I thought I only had to give up my voice, like my mother, but I never expected this. The sea witch claims my mother never told me what she really went through to have what she truly wanted. And now, I'm bound by the same fate. Three conditions, three ways to fail. But first, I need to do something for Ursula. The spell comes with a price, and it might just be dearer than I thought. Giving up my memories is fine. Serving her for a year is also manageable. Getting Eric to fall in love with me in three days, maybe. But marrying Ursula's son? When I learn about a prophecy, things become even ...

Natalie has had a crush on her boss since the beginning of time. Well, at least it felt like that to her. And, until a fateful New Year's party at the office, she thought she didn't stand a chance to get the one man she wanted. Because it would have been too good to be true. But she forgot about a tiny, yet significant detail, one she didn't dare believe. He felt the sparks, too. And, being her boss an' all, he had a plan.

My biggest fear of rejection is tiny compared to the one I'm facing now. I came here to please my firemen, but reality is so different than my dreams. Dreams are safe - in reality, you can get hurt. And I will most definitely get hurt doing this. Sliding down the pole sounds easy, right? Well, think again. Unfortunately, I'm not talking about one of three certain poles, either. At least not yet anyway. Now, I need to deliver on my promise and thank my three firemen the proper way.

A secret I pushed to the back of my mind is now threatening to ruin my future. A mysterious phone call, an anonymous tip, and my trip from paradise turns into a living hell. Alec won't talk to me, yet he claims every bit I have left. Piece by piece, my world is shattered, along with my confidence. If I could only figure out a way for him to believe that I didn't have a choice... If I could only make him see the real me.

I have been living my life in a sweet, sugar-plum-coated bubble of big fat lies. As it turns out, my mother was a witch, and not even just any kind. She was one of the most powerful ones of all, and so am I, apparently. It's Halloween. I'm all out of love. So, I do the obvious: I cast a love spell. Of course, I haven't got the foggiest about the way my powers work. Hell, a minute ago I didn't even know I had them. And now? Well, the damage is done. The only question is what on earth have I conjured up?