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Thalia Santiago is the daughter of my enemy. A beautiful rebel with a single cause. Impulsive. Fearless. And ripe for her father's undoing. I recognized her the moment she stepped into my casino. I watched her start the fires that burned her pretty fingers, and then I poured gasoline on the flames. Now she's in my debt, and her dues are a shiny gold ring and a vow of deception. I'll bend her. I'll break her. I'll turn our mockery of a marriage into a battlefield. And that river of bad blood that flows between our two families? I'll make it an ocean of hate.

They call me the mediator. The charming one who can stop a fight right in its tracks. Except, I don’t want to charm, or smile, or dance. I’m tired of society picking off my family one by one. It’s time to burn, to punish, to destroy. In order to take down the council once and for all, I need someone on the inside.

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.

Sadie Sawyer wants to learn how to blow a guy. She's my sister's best friend. The girl I've known since grade school. The girl I've always considered off-limits. She's the girl that crawled under a table in a bar one night and changed everything between us. Now the brain in my pants is more than willing to step up. The rules are simple. No kissing. No screwing. No falling in love. But the more I let her use my body in the name of experimentation, the more I know being friends isn't enough. Is it too much to want it all with her?

My family betrayed me. Tossed me out onto the street at seventeen. But with a reputation to keep, my parents decided they would rather see their daughter homeless than have my teenage pregnancy taint the perfect facade they'd created. I swore I'd never again let another person close enough to hurt my little girl or me. Yet, every wall I built, he smashed straight through. Hawk wasn't just the VP of The Exiled Eight MC in Detroit. He was alluring. He was possessive. And the scars that decorated his skin told the story of a dark past.

Join Lindee and Thad when one night leads to a second chance adventure that neither predicted would take their desires down unfamiliar paths, where one person is a wandering soul and the other wants to stay put...together.

The more I watch her, the more the lines blur between protection and obsession. I never intended to come face to face with her, but in a moment of weakness, I intervened. And it changed everything. She makes me feel things. Things I’m not ready to feel. I never thought I had a heart, but the more I'm with her, the faster it beats. Now, I’m left wondering, will she forgive me for the things I’ve done to protect her?

What happens when a gorgeous, curvy network exec from LA shows up on the doorstep of my ranch? A big, fat pay-off to replace what my thieving ex took and enough sexual chemistry to light the Montana Sky on fire. Her plan? Send a cast of city slickers to the ranch to learn how to saddle up like a real cowboy. I’ve got one condition. She has to come learn the ropes before I’ll agree to let strangers come work my ranch.

Victor. Torsten. Cassius – the jock, the artist, the stepbrother. The Poison Ivy Club. Ruthless. Connected. Violent. Untouchable. They rule Stonehurst Prep with an iron fist. If you want Harvard, Princeton, or Yale, they’ll get you in. Guaranteed. But they’ll take their pound of flesh first. A deal’s a deal – you give them whatever they want, and they’ll make your dreams come true.

This is supposed to be a good year. With a new set of instructors—and ones I know well—I'm sure it will be. For once, things are finally starting to go my way. My mentors are proud, my family is closer than ever before, and I am happy. Unfortunately, the gods are tired of waiting. Every day, Zeal grows stronger, but Ambition, Inspiration, Perception, Compassion, and Intuition don't. They're fading, with no hope in sight. Except me.

Four guys. Constant moaning. And a revolving door across the college suite I somehow ended up in because my first name is Shawn. They don't discriminate. Girls. Guys. Grandmas. Plants (okay maybe not plants). All walks of life stroll in stressed to the brim and leave so satisfied I'm wondering what sort of talents lie behind that door. My roommate calls them the pleasure ponies. But the rest of the college campus? They just call them the new face of Wingmen Inc. - a paid-for-relationship service that makes big promises.

He's a city boy. I'm a country girl. He's experienced, and I'm well, not. Some days it feels like I'm the last virgin left in the world. We shouldn't mix. So why do I feel like I've found the one person to finally give it up to? Finding the right guy isn't easy. Especially when you know everyone and their history in your small town. I've all but given up on the one when I crash-in the worst possible way—into the most gorgeous man I've ever laid eyes on. He's a writer without a story, looking for inspiration. And might just be what I'm looking for.

Anna needs to find her way out of the mysterious and confusing new world that she was dragged into. Her captors want to use her for their own benefit, but can Anna turn the situation around on them? Meanwhile, the pack is desperate to get Anna back, but that's not the only battle they are fighting.

I'll never forget the first time I saw Berkley Black. I can still picture what she was wearing and how she took my breath away—she was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. The love we shared was something I know I'll never experience again... but I walked away, even though it was the hardest thing I've ever done. When an injury takes away my spot as QB1, I jump at the chance to be near her again, even if it means torturing myself.

On a whisky tour in the Scottish Highlands, former Marine and bodyguard Konnor Mitchell tumbles down a steep ravine. Before he can get his bearings, a Highland faerie pitches him back in time to 1308. Highlander Marjorie Cambel swore never to let another man victimize her. Finding a handsome stranger wounded and trapped at the bottom of a ravine, she rescues him.

Reeling from Cassiel's confession, Dyna struggles to understand what the Blood Bond means for them both, all the while trying to stay one step ahead of a new found enemy. When reuniting with a familiar sorceress, she realizes the only way to defeat Tarn is to find her Guardians—all of them. Cassiel never meant to tie himself to a human, especially one that inexplicably draws him. But then the bond develops a startling change and puts into question everything he thought he knew. Zev straddles the line between human and wolf, unsure if his dark thoughts truly belong to the Madness.

Betrayed. Not just by our allies, but by the dark goddess who sent me on this doomed mission in the first place. Now, my monsters and I are prisoners of the dark fae warlord, pawns in his endless war games. But nothing in Midnight is ever what it seems. Not the warlord. Not our enemies. And not the vile magick humming beneath the surface, calling to me in ways I’m ashamed to admit to anyone... Anyone but him.

I’ve spent years hiding my depraved deviances behind my roles as pastor and headmaster of Saint Helena Academy. When Julian—my former best friend—returns to my life, the tension between us is impossible to ignore. He’s married now, and I try to keep my distance. Until he confesses his secret: he wants me to sleep with his wife, Sophie, while he watches. It’s their arrangement, their game—and now, I’m the one they’ve chosen.

As the second youngest Ravage brother, I’ve spent my entire adult life rectifying our tainted family name and keeping my urges behind closed doors. Until my best friend’s little sister shows up at The Hunt ready to play, and I lose control. I tell myself it’s just a taste. Except, with her, I should’ve known a single taste wouldn’t be enough. And then the good girl I’ve known most of my life drops to her knees. For me. From that moment on, I knew she would only ever be one thing. Mine.

A hunter. A killer. A lone wolf. A femme fatale caught between two men. One a Boston crime boss. The other an Irish gun for hire. Both my enemies. Both dominant. Deadly. And dangerously seductive. Both want something from me.