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In a few breathless moments, I will be Mrs Alejandro Montoya. He is the King of L.A. and everything a woman could want. Handsome, powerful, rich, and hotter than hell itself. But I am not just any woman. I am Alana Carmichael and I’m only here to save my father. I will not bow to any king. This is no fairy tale. This is my nightmare.

Monsters don't hide in dark alleys. They lurk in plain sight, clawing into your soul with cordial smiles. They wear Armani, they drive Cadillacs, they attend fundraising balls... And they rule the city with a merciless fist. The Familia is a mystery to most, and sitting on its throne is Kage Malvagio. Vile. Sadistic. Painstakingly beautiful. Some say: Ask for forgiveness, never permission. Kage asks for neither—especially when he gets his hands on me. I should hate him. I should run at the first chance I get. But how could the devil be so bad when he looks at me like that?

Luna Black knows that she's being hunted. The price on her head is astronomical. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and she saw some very dangerous people doing some very, very bad things. Now she needs to reach the Feds, stat, and get a new identity and a new life. Because of her old life? Definitely over.

Jackson Decker is everything I’ve ever wanted: Fierce. Loyal. Not to mention tall, tattooed and hotter than the earth’s core. Too bad there are so many reasons why he’s off limits. He’s old enough to be my father, but even worse than that, he is the right-hand man of head of the Spanish Mafia, who just happens to be my dad. So that loyalty I admire in him so much is also the reason he will never look at me the way I want him to. But when we start working together, sparks fly in ways that neither of us expected.

Ruby Walsh has spent two years hiding behind merger agreements and corporate acquisitions, burying her grief in work since her wife's death. Her mansion in The Ridges, Las Vegas's most exclusive enclave, has become an empty shrine to a life no longer lived, but the night she confronts her neighbor about the music coming from her property, everything changes.

I was a fool for letting my fake stepbrothers get inside my head. I believed their lies, the twisted history they fed me when I was weak and afraid. But that's all over. They might have traded me away like I was nothing, but it opened my eyes to the truth. I was never Bisha's baby, and now I get to choose who I am and who I want to claim as my own.

Being attracted to her isn't wrong…but acting on it would be. As the patriarch of the powerful and wealthy Cavalieri family, my choices come with consequences for everyone around me. The roots of my ancestral, billionaire-dollar winery stretch deep into the rich Italian soil, as does our legacy of ruthlessness and scandal. It isn't the fact she is half my age that makes her off-limits. Nothing is off-limits for me. A wounded bird caught in a trap not of her own making, she poses no risk to me. My obsessive desire to possess her is the real problem—for both of us.

For Jessica Connolly, there is no better place than her coastal hometown of Blue Moon Bay. She has a wonderful family, supportive best friends, and a successful bakery on Main Street. Unfortunately, every time she designs one of her ex-boyfriends' wedding cakes, she's reminded just how unlucky she is with love...and that she's a good luck charm for men to find their happily ever after. With someone else. The minute they break up. So she's decided to be done with love.

After I put my ring on her finger and told her she was mine, Olivia Volante tried to storm out, but when I pinned her to the wall and spanked her, I didn't just find her wearing no panties. I found her soaking wet. Because her body isn't giving her any more choice about belonging to me than I did. That's why my virgin bride is bucking and writhing and coming hard for me as I ravage her amidst the remnants of the wedding dress I just cut off. And why I made her my wife in the first place.

Jackson Decker—the perfect husband. The perfect father to my son. The perfect man. Fierce, loyal, protective, and everything I’ve ever wanted. I’m happier than I ever imagined possible, but happiness is never easily won for people like me. Somebody somewhere wants to ruin what we have and to do that they’re willing to risk the wrath of the entire Montoya family. The only problem with having it all is the people who are waiting to take it all from you.

My name is Alana Montoya. My husband is the King of L.A. And I am his Queen. I never asked for this life, but now that it’s mine, I will fight for it with every breath in my body. Our love is fire and fury, burning brighter than the heat of a thousand suns. But when secrets and betrayal threaten our chance at happiness, will the flames be enough to vanquish our enemies, and destroy our doubts and fears? Or will the ashes and embers of what we once had be all that remains? A war is coming to L.A, and when it is over, only one side will be left standing.

Everyone fears the prince. Cold. Cruel. He has a thirst for his captives' blood. I'm everything this vicious royal despises. A wild captive in chains. The object of his hatred—and his obsession. Behind the prince's icy stare, forbidden temptation sets fire to my veins. But I'm not easy prey. A deadly escape. A fatal chase. Now we're trapped in a dark forest where lethal dangers prowl in the shadows. Forced into an alliance, we must fight to survive. Yet the longer we're isolated together, the hotter our passion burns.

I slapped Gio Volante when he told me he'd be making me his bride today. But he just yanked my panties down, spanked me with his belt, then bound my hands with it and made me come hard.

My new security team is everything I imagined it to be: three strong, hot men that would take a bullet for me. But the "good girl" of Hollywood needs more than just protection. No sketchy stories. No unbelievable rumors. Except for the one I have with my co-star. My fans don't know that my heart belongs to the men in my bed. The SEALs have me thinking about them between cut and action. They hate that I have to pretend to love my co-star for publicity.

Football has always been Cam Hartson's life. When he's forced to retire following an injury, he slinks back to his small home town, planning to lie low and lick his wounds. Until he meets Mia Devlin. The beautiful single mom of two tearaway boys has no interest in love. She's too busy trying to find a job and keep a roof over her family's heads to worry about relationships. Even if every time Cam looks at her it sends her heart into a spin. She knows she shouldn't like him. He's too ambitious, too confident. But when he offers to be her rebound guy, she finds herself agreeing.

Esme Laurent is a con artist. An accomplished liar. A world-class thief. And probably the most beautiful and intriguing woman that Tyler Barrett has ever met. Sure, he has to arrest her at their first meeting, and she absolutely hates him, but…well, he has a job to do. And Tyler always gets the job done. Turns out, she is the new job.

With one look at Leonardo Volante, I knew he'd be the kind of husband who takes off his belt when his bride is sassy. But I wasn't expecting to be ordered to strip the moment we were wed. Or to be quite so shamefully wet when he bared me... Even before he saw the arousal glistening on my thighs, he knew I needed him to bend me over, redden my ass, and then take me so roughly that I scream his name as he makes me his.

National bestselling author Lynsay Sands offers a taste of tempation in the fourth book of the Argeneau Vampire Series. “Take a bite into fresh, fun vampire comedy…read Lynsay Sands.” —Carly Phillips Nobody does vampire romance quite like Lynsay Sands! Tall, Dark & Hungry is the fourth...

I’ve been raised to be the perfect mafia wife, but when my marriage turns into a horrific nightmare, I have no choice but to leave everything behind and start a new life. I find myself alone in Ibiza—a place that swallows innocent girls like me alive. I’m robbed the day I arrive, left with nothing but a few euros and the clothes on my back.

Officially burned out, I decided to extend my business trip to Stockholm by two weeks—determined to forget my troubles by stuffing my face with Swedish meatballs. And I'm not just talking about the food. When I meet the sexiest meatball right out of the gate, I think the tides are finally turning in my favor. Too bad my prophetic visions failed me once again. Now I'm the one on hot-bod monster island, but instead of being chained to the bed for fun, it's more a hostage situation. I can still work with that.