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We had the hottest hookup ever. And now, she’s having my baby. I’m a carefree single guy. A successful race car driver who enjoys hitting the track - hard. I don’t do commitments. Hell, I rarely even do repeats. Until I spent the night with a gorgeous, funny woman who rocked my world. No names. No identifying details. Just lots and lots of pleasure. Until we meet up again at my older brother’s wedding. And guess what, she’s my brand new sister-in-law, Rylee Ford. And apparently, now she hates me. Oh, and she’s also pregnant. Surprise, I’m the daddy.

You’re going to be a daddy. Those were the last words I ever expected to hear. As one of the fabled Hamilton twins, I enjoy my life just as it is. Why wouldn’t I? Check out my stats. Co-owner of Hamilton Realty, a multi-million dollar business. Doting uncle to my niece, Laurie, and my soon-to-be nephew. All-around sexy, single guy who doesn’t do strings - ever. Then, I went to Vegas with my sister-in-law’s best friend, Sage. Choices were made. Alcoholic beverages were consumed. Virginities were taken. Hers, not mine. Then Sage announced I’d knocked her up.

My hellish enemies have sealed my fate. And made a very big mistake. There will be no forgiveness. Only revenge. The vicious kind. I’ve become as savage and ruthless as they are.

Rock star Malcolm Strong is used to being in control. Of the band. Of his feelings. Of the woman he has tied to his bed. He never gets close enough to get hurt. He never wants to. Until Lacey. The sassy brunette is working on the band's latest music video. Which means he shouldn't be picturing her naked. Spread eagle. Screaming his name. He doesn't mix business and pleasure, but there's something about her quick wit and her soft curves - Mal has to have her.

Jace: They call me vigilante because I make my own laws. Because I get retribution when there's none to be had. Because my name is Jace Mercy...but I show none. Freya: Stood up at the altar, I ran from everything familiar... and straight into trouble. Now I'm the lone witness to a backwoods execution. A wanted woman with a price on my head.

Eight years.... That's how long it's been since my brother's been gone, and not a day goes by that it doesn't kill me, knowing that I'll never see Adric again. It's been a rough journey, one I've barely survived, but with the help of my childhood friend Kade Haze, I'm finally learning to piece what remains back together. Or so I thought.... Just when life is beginning to make sense again and a feeling of normalcy is on the horizon, my carefully constructed walls come crashing down.

Leighton is my best friend. My subordinate. My girlfriend. That's the story we're selling. To our co-workers. To our friends. To everyone who's anticipating the breakdown of the year at my ex's wedding. It's a terrible idea. Then Leighton slides her hands into my hair and presses her berry lips to mine. And all that wrong fades to right. I stop pretending. I forget the woman who broke my heart. I forget our rules. I forget I'll be lost without her. I kiss her back like I'll never get enough. I won't. But I can't risk losing my best friend. Even if she's the woman who might finally unlock my heart.

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.

The things I knew about her, the way I watched. It was all to protect her, all to know her. She liked her tea with milk and sugar - extra sweet - just like I knew her lips would be if I were to kiss her. I was desperate for her. She chewed on her pencil when she was concentrating, her little tongue coming out and moving along her bottom lip. I was hungry for her.

His baseball stats are perfect. When Danielle Ashley looks closer, she realizes so is everything else. A sinful smirk. Downright delicious body. And if the way Lincoln Landry pursues her, even when she tries to shut him down, means anything—so is his stamina. There’s no denying the chemistry between them. Their attraction is fierce. They’re both single, share amazing banter, and they both adore children. What’s the problem? It’s as tangled as their sheets.

Hunter Livingston’s trip to Hell had been a calculated risk. Best case scenario, the Alpha would save a friend and come out unscathed; at worst, he’d burn in flames for eternity. But finding the high priestess had never been part of his plan, nor was rescuing the near-dead stranger he'd found lying by her side. Drawn to the mysterious woman, he’d sworn to protect her from the rogue pack who sold her into Hell and the demon who sought her soul.

A power has risen in the lands, a dark shadow no one seems to understand. As the newest enchantress, Talia knows her duty lies in finding it. But she’s failed the bonds of blood once, looking away as her sister was continuously abused; she can’t leave while she can be of use to her. Especially since she may never come back. Vincent, the playful, bashful prince of the Dragon Realm, knows a thing or two about concealing a dark secret behind pretty smiles; he can tell the frighteningly powerful Talia is hiding something, and he fully intends to find out what.

Rock star Kit Lockhart can have any woman he wants...any woman except her. Piper Strong is tired of being the innocent one. So what if she's a virgin who avoids booze? That doesn't make her naive. Why is it she's supposed to know exactly what she wants at only 19? She studies hard. She hangs out with her friends. She tries to date, but she keeps comparing guys to Kit. And no one has his soulful eyes, or his dark hair, or his deep chuckle. Kit Lockhart is on the straight and narrow. The brooding bassist is fresh out of rehab and ready to resist temptation.

I was pulled into the Locke life when my roommate got involved with one of the dangerous brothers. I should have left, should have minded my own business, but the attraction I feel for Ace is stronger than I can ignore. I can feel the way he watches me. The ownership I feel from him, the possessiveness and obsession, lets me know he wants me too. But common sense tells me I don’t want this in my life, don’t want to let a Locke brother mark me as his. But that reality isn’t what my heart wants, isn’t what my body craves.

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.

Chad Hanson has one true love: being mayor of Ardor Creek. With his charming personality, kind nature, and adoration of the small town, it’s as if he was born for the role. Although he dates constantly and loves playing the field, he’s never come close to falling for someone the way he loves his job.

The world of the Blackthorne vampires is wide, and their history spans centuries. From the dark past of the Salem witch trials, to modern-day fated mates, the stories told by Blackthornes are filled with intrigue and romance to tragedy and destiny. Vampires all connected to the Blackthorne dynasty, Silas, Mattias, and Brandt are ready to tell their tales.

This hot, over-the-top romance includes sexy professors with a penchant for pursuing and protecting the college coeds who give them a run for their money. If you love outrageously naughty stories as a way to indulge your not-so-secret bad girl side, this story is for you.

Hadley Jacobs is over Machlan Gibson. Sure, she’ll always be a little weak to the dimple in his right cheek and the way his five o’clock shadow makes him ruggedly handsome. But that’s not enough to cover every other thing about him because they all drive her nuts. Like how he won’t admit he’s wrong even when he knows it and how he drives his stupid car a million miles an hour on wet asphalt. As she rolls back into town and takes a seat at Crave, she won’t take the bait. She’s over him. Mostly.

“I told you not to fall in love with me.” Not exactly what you say to the man who makes your blood heat like a perfect mug of hot cocoa. Then again, I’m not making great decisions lately. First bad decision: quit my job and hide at my family’s orchard while I get my ish together. And since I’m jobless, I couldn’t exactly say no to working at the Christmas Tree Farm attached to the orchard. Too bad the enigmatic owner of the establishment is far too tempting to resist. That brings us to my second bad decision: I sort of fell into bed with my new boss.