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Four years, nine months, and twelve days ago, Franki Lennox left New York to study abroad. In all that time, I've never even thought of touching another woman. Now, she's back. But a ticking clock on a family ultimatum means there's no time to convince my sister's friend that she and I are meant to be. I'll earn her love after I put a ring on Franki's finger. It's true that I know more about body armor than I do romance. But, surely, I can figure out how to woo my wife.

Leisel and Evelyn lost everything. Husbands. Families. Friends. Lives that made sense. All they had left was each other and a friendship that could withstand anything...even an apocalypse. Until one fateful night when the marginal safety they'd come to rely on comes to a vicious and brutal end, and they find themselves face to face with a much altered, much crueler life.

He’s the last person I want to get stuck anywhere with—it’s bad enough that I have to see him every day at work—and yet, because of a booking error (or curse of the universe, as I like to call it), I’m stuck in the same vacation rental with him for an entire week.

We were always told as children that monsters are the things that go bump in the night, but they were wrong. Monsters are often the ones that warm your bed, poison dripping from their teeth and claws, embedding in your skin. I hunt them. I end them. Without hesitation. But…then I hesitated. I stumbled straight into the monster’s den, the biggest and baddest of them all. The king of New York. Roman Antonov. I fell in love with him, and his demons. And I hate him for it.

It was a typical PI gig: track down the client’s newly discovered half sister. For ex-cop Seth Decker, finding Cara Ward was the easy part. Walking away from the sexy schoolteacher is going to be a whole different story.

My marriage wasn't perfect, but my husband's unexpected death yanked away my sense of security and left me floundering. Enter Jameson Flynn, former NHL star and my late husband's sports agent, who's back in my life as the executor of the will. Things between us are as contentious as when we worked together five years ago, except now we're working together to navigate all of the secrets and deceptions my husband left behind.

Turn-ons...Party girls. Platinum blondes. Zero expectations. I used to think that if you could combine all three into one female, you'd have the perfect woman. Then why the hell does Ava Pearson an outdoorsy girl, a brunette, and a woman who screams stability and responsibility seem to be the only woman on my mind lately? I've got enough obligations without adding any complications to the mix my son, my bar...well, that's about it. But that's enough for a guy like me.

A porn video changed his life. One second, he has an ex with an ax to grind, and the next, he’s internet famous - and definitely not in a good way. In an, it’ll ruin your career, kind of way. Only, Laric didn’t know that he was internet famous. Not until a black-haired beauty walks into his life, and stumbles over every word that she says because all she can picture is him doing the unthinkable for the world to see. Sadly, that’s not the only thing wrong in his life. His world is messed up, and he likes it that way. There’s no room for a woman that wants to fix him.

I have no intention of finding happily-ever-after. At least, not anymore. Fighting for my country was an honor, returning home is a curse. My demons need to be fed. How else can a shattered man stay afloat? When a wild night in Las Vegas with the sexiest woman I've ever met turns into hell, she attaches to me as though I'm her savior. But what happens when a woman hangs her hands on broken glass? She bleeds.

Ember Hastings never thought she'd be dragged away from White Timber and everything she loved, thrust in the middle of a big city she hated, or have her husband of nine years say, "I can't do this anymore", all within the span of three months - yet here she is. She misses her family, she misses the farm, and she misses having a backbone and caring whether or not the stain on her shirt is chocolate or s--t. She works from home doing transcription. Does she really need to shower or leave the house?

Having grown up the baby sister to four brothers and with a dude for a best friend, I know how to read men like the back of my hand. When I have a sexy make-out session with Beckham, my best friend, all my intuition about men goes out the window. We never thought we would cross that line, but OMG those lips, his scent, his taste—it's all I can think about. Seriously, he could bend me like Beckham, and I would so let him. So when he offers a solution to my sexual drought with S-E-X, I have to consider it. Right?

Growing up, Jude McCallister was the bane of my existence. My best friend. Fiercest ally. The most annoying boy in the world. At 18, the boy I loved to hate became the man I couldn’t live without. We were young. Madly in love. Invincible. Strong enough to weather any storm. Cocky enough to believe that no amount of time or distance could destroy us. When Jude finally returned home from overseas, it should have been cause for celebration. But the man I’d fallen in love with was gone, and in his place was someone I no longer recognized.

When I met Cruz Vega, it was love at first sight. He was my forever and always, my port in the storm, my one true love. Everything was so perfect—until a cruel twist of fate robbed us of a future. Then, I was navigating uncharted territory, merely surviving without really living. Until August Harper. The hot-as-hell, tattooed chef swaggered into my restaurant and took over my kitchen. Then, piece by piece, he claimed my heart, too. That wasn't enough for him, though. He wanted all of me. As everyone knows… when you play with fire, you get burned.

Tessie Truelove has spent her entire life avoiding . . . well, true love. And why wouldn't she? Her dog ran off, her father left to go get cigarettes and never came back, and her mother passed away years ago. Instead, Tessie, a celebrity interior designer, clings to her to-do lists and her Pantone colors and her toxic job to avoid more heartbreak. But after too much whiskey and a wild night with a rugged stranger has her seeing two little pink lines, she vows to do motherhood all by herself. After all, it might be her one shot at true love.

For Sophie Scaife and her husband, billionaire Neil Elwood, coupling the domesticity of marriage and their steamy games of dominance and submission comes naturally. Rekindling their sinfully kinky affair with an old flame makes their passion burn hotter than ever, and Neil's lust for Sophie is matched only by his drive in undertaking an ambitious new philanthropic venture. But in the wake of Neil's greatest triumph comes a staggering life change that neither of them is prepared for.

I'm making a fresh start in Lake Tahoe, until my stubborn sister decides to move Mira into our cabin. I'll be damned if I move out on Mira's account. Nothing has changed in the years since I last saw Mira. Her tempting body and smart mouth taunt me daily. The only hope I have at keeping my sanity is the knowledge that Mira is hiding something.

I'm a hunter, destroying the evil that roams these streets. That's always been my focus. Then, I saw her. My newest obsession. My deadliest sin. One look into her eyes, and I knew we were the same. Hungry for blood. For revenge. Hiding behind our secrets. She has her demons, and I have mine. Our scars run so deep, no one knows how much we bleed except the two of us.

I thought coming home would solve all my problems. I've never been more wrong. After a decade in the military, I'm more at home in the desert than the mansion where I grew up. I want to pretend that six months as a captive didn't change me, but ever since I escaped, I haven't slept. Nightmares. Flashbacks. Nothing makes sense anymore. Until I see her. Standing in the moonlight in her white nightgown, she looks like an angel. The second I touch her I know she's all woman.

Zach Bryant is back in town just long enough to see his brother Ben get married and then he’s off traveling the world again. He never imagined he’d run into Charlotte Carter, his brother’s ex-fiancée, or that everyone would believe he and Charlotte are an item. He certainly didn’t dream he’d end up riding a tandem bicycle hundreds of miles with her in an attempt to raise funds for a defunct music program, but how can he say no when the prize money would help him out of his financial predicament too?

I make my living writing romance. I prefer my heroes to remain fictional. But Gus Taylor is better than anything I could have dreamed up. Sexy and funny and dauntingly handsome. My little girl and I have been on our own for a long time and that's how I want to keep it. But Gus Taylor makes me question everything I believe.