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Marcella gave Maddox the impossible choice, and he chose her. Still, she wonders if Maddox is ready to commit to a relationship, or if he’s scared of losing the uninhibited freedom his biker lifestyle offered him. All his life Maddox knew who his enemies were, but suddenly he’s at a loss whom to trust. Will he ever find a place in Marcella’s life and family, or will old companions give him a new home and purpose?

Born into the ruthless underworld, I've been cast aside. I'm locked in a cage of lies and betrayal, now framed for a crime I didn't commit. But then he came for me. Ollie Romanov, the savage enforcer, believes I'm a traitor. He's ruthless, merciless, and prepared to make me pay for my sins. To him, I'm nothing more than a pawn to punish. A traitor to be broken. Yet beneath the cold, brutal exterior, I see something more—a darkness that calls to my own. I shouldn't crave the twisted connection we share. I swear the man has no conscience… Except when it comes to me.

One hot night. Three naughty best friends. What can possibly go wrong? When an upcoming birthday makes Caitlyn Sachs decide to seek a gift that doesn't come in a box - a no-strings hookup to finally lose her pesky virginity - there's just one problem. She doesn't want only one guy. She wants two. The men she can't pick between just happen to be her best friends and business partners, Matthew Collins and Tristan Baldwin. And both men want each other too, much to her surprise. Then Matt offers a shocking suggestion.

The Vampire King wasn't on the invite list for our engagement party, but that won't stop him from demanding his due. He insists Madi and I make an appearance at his club. He wants a performance where we're the players. I would refuse—war be damned, but my bride is intrigued. And what she wants, she gets.

Scarlett: When Cristiano Grigori came for me, he didn’t come alone. He brought his army to kill the soldiers at my door and took me for himself. He put his ring on my finger and marked me as mafia property. His property. My brothers thought they had wiped out the Grigori family, but Cristiano is very much alive. And he has one purpose. Revenge.

Throughout my life, all that's ever mattered to me has been the win and the thrill of the game. But then I meet Roxie, and everything changes. She's the girl no one sees, completely opposite from the world I live in and the life I lead, but I don't care. She makes me better. She makes me see things in ways I never have before, and I think I do that for her, too. The problem is the complications in my life may see fit to end us, test her in ways I'm sure she's never been tested.

My life is black and white. Every choice is designed to protect my family and crush our enemies. Trust is a luxury I can't afford. Then she comes—Isabella Morales, disguised as a boy, burning with defiance and danger. Forbidden fruit, the daughter of a rival cartel. She holds secrets that could unravel everything I've fought for. Letting her live could be my demise. But now she's mine.

Coming home from Italy should’ve been a reset, but my brothers went soft. They broke The Bro Code. Not the frat-boy kind. I’m talking Forever Steel rules: No attachments. No falling. No excuses. They needed to be reminded that kitties were to be pet, not possessed. Me? I’ve still got my priorities straight. Sex, ink, and zero strings. At least I did—until she walked into my tattoo shop with a southern drawl, soft curves, and a smile sweet enough to make a sinner beg. And this kittie, she has claws.

Evie should be basking in the afterglow after her romp with the Shifter Lord. Instead, she's dodging his increasingly aggressive courtship rituals like a runaway bride carrying dynamite. Not because she doesn't care about him, but because she's keeping big secrets. Cernunnos has decided to retire. On the surface, totally fine. Except… Daddy Dearest wants to hand Evie the keys to the fae kingdom, and he's been dropping in with divine homework and cryptic warnings about the future.

My brothers sold out. Fell in love. Settled down. Whatever. That’s not my story. I’m 100% Forever Steel, and music is my everything. I’ll write it, play it, and produce it my way—no labels, no rules, no emotional distractions. But then Momma Joe went rogue and hired a business assistant without asking me. I pick my battles, and this wasn’t gonna be one of them. She may think hiring the female version of a much younger Shaun White, would hold me back, but she’s wrong.

Carson Flynn is dangerous and brooding. Intensely possessive. Angry, fierce. Haunted. He’s a member of the Clan. A criminal. And a single father who’d burn the world for his daughter. But when he turns his eye on me, I know I should run. I should definitely hide. But it’s already too late.... Because, when Carson sets his mind on something, he gets what he wants.

Nico Medina's world is 11 miles away from mine. During the day, it's a place where doors are open - where homes are lived in, and neighbors love. But when the sun sets, it becomes a place where young boys are afraid, where eyes watch from idling cars that hide in the shadows and wicked smoke flows from pipes. West End is the kind of place that people survive. It buries them - one at a time, one way or another. And when Nico was a little boy, his mom always told him to run.

I came to Dublin to fix my relationship with my brother. I didn't mean to become obsessed with the tattooed goddess with haunted eyes—his best friend. One lie turned into another. Stalking her turned into taking her. Now, I'll do anything to keep her… including putting my baby in her belly. Even if it means I lose my brother forever. But her dangerous past is returning to claim her. If my brother and I can't put aside our hate, she's worse than dead.

Once upon a time, I had a crush on Damien Cardenas. I stalked him into a private club. And then I had a ménage with him and his best friend, Julian. It was unexpectedly great. I thought we had something, the three of us. Chemistry. Passion. The kind of connection that doesn’t come along every day. Then, the morning after, Damien got me fired.

He's my best friend's brother. He's off limits. But when I find the brooding tattoo artist's sketchbook full of dirty drawings - drawings of me - I can't resist.

He’s my best friend’s older brother, off limits and incredibly tempting. I shouldn’t peak into Brendon’s sketchbook, even if the tattoo artist is as brooding and stoic as the day is long. I can’t help myself. I peel it open, run my fingers along the paper, soak up every ounce of him. His drawings are as beautiful and bold as his dark eyes and his cocky smile. Only, there, on the third page - that’s no tattoo mockup. That’s me. Naked. Ready. Waiting in his bed.

How much are you willing to trust a liar? Years ago, Brax Kent shattered every piece of me. A long time passed before I got through a day without shedding a tear. Hate was the only thing that pushed me through. Years later, who turns up to be my next door neighbor? Yep, you guessed it. The man I despise with every ounce of my being. They say revenge is best served cold. My revenge ends up being quite heated. But even that doesn't deter him. And now he wants me back. With flowery words and sworn oaths full of apologies, the asshole I remember is gone.

Months. I'd been looking for her for months. Nina Astor gave me one red-hot night and disappeared into the city. The woman was a phantom, and I was obsessed. Now she is back in my life, as real as ever. And completely unattainable. Because Nina Astor is beyond off-limits. Daughter of a dynasty. Cousin of New York’s most notorious billionaire. Married to the scum of the earth — the subject of my next investigation. As a criminal prosecutor, I’m supposed to be on the right side of the law. But when it comes to Nina Astor, I’m a very bad man.

Marlon St. James wants only one thing: to be left alone. He has a house, a successful private security business, and endless peace and quiet. Things are exactly as they should be. Until Camilla.

When the last match dropped, I thought it was over. But obsession is a dirty player in a corrupt game… And a made man never takes without consequence. The moment I crossed that line, free will became a bargaining chip. One that chained Becca to everything I fought to keep her from. Bending my promise into a vow was supposed to protect her. However, vengeance is a wicked temptress. She seduces lies from the honest… Twists saints into sinners… And turns an uptight psychiatrist into a killer.