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All Nick Norton wants is to stay on the straight and narrow…and never get caught stealing again. Then he lays eyes on her: Stella Peretti—100 percent sexy and absolutely irresistible. Especially when he sees her smooth moves lifting a two-karat diamond. Nick realizes he’s found the sparkling woman of his dreams—one so perfect for him it’s almost criminal. The Shimmy Shimmy Bangs are master jewel thieves who are planning the heist of the century. And Shimmy leader, Stella, isn’t about to let anyone—even if he is a hunky, tatted-up studmuffin—get in her way.

The rock on her hand is real, but our engagement is a fake. Once upon a time, I dreamed of buying her a ring, until everything blew up in my face. That was the past, and this is business. At least it is until I kiss her. It's supposed to be part of the act - and it is, right until my lips touch hers. I forget where we are. I forget why I'm kissing her. I just want more. More of her taste, more of the tug of her fingers in my hair as she pulls me closer. More of her tongue stroking mine, more of her breath in my lungs. Just more. I want everything.

As one of the 12 Guardians, Urian has spent the last several centuries in a constant battle to keep the inhabitants of Earth’s realms under control. Humanity has to evolve, hell beasts need to die, and Immortals need mates. But lately, Uri's mind is overrun with thoughts of the sexy demi-goddess he’s forbidden contact with.

CHASE - I've been on my own since my parents kicked me out. I made my first million at twenty and never looked back. Then I found out I was the long, lost son of the wealthy and powerful Winters family. Their name means fame, fortune, power. F--k that. Blood doesn’t make a bond. The Winters might be glad they’ve found me, but they need to understand one thing: I was never lost. Until now. When a mix-up leaves me homeless, I find myself living in Winters House. It's too close. Too much. Too in my face. The little café down the street is the perfect escape. Perfect coffee.

Remi Tanner was only supposed to be a pawn in my game. But I screwed up. I broke her. And now I have to find a way to fix it. I want her. I need her. In the end, I’ll prove she’s the only thing that matters.

Who knew my brother’s friend could be Mr. Right, and not just Mr. Right Now? I’m not interested in the guy’s looks. Oh no, I want his cold hard cash. Now, before you go getting all judge-y, I’m not a gold digger. I have a legitimate business opportunity for Jasper to invest in. The problem is that my stick-up-his-ass brother is embarrassed that his twin sister invents kick-ass sex toys. So, I took matters into my own hands. It wasn’t until I sat down across from the gorgeous, panty-soaking man in front of me, that I realized I wanted so much more than just his money.

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.

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.

I still don't know how to tell my dad that I'm dating my stepsister. I don't know if I can ever tell him. He's already voiced his disapproval, whether he realizes it or not. With more and more people trying to interfere, it's getting harder to keep this a secret, though....

She was the hottest woman I'd ever set eyes on. Something had told me she was special and to keep hold of her, at least for a few nights. But I listened to my brother and gave her a fake name. With my wealth, I was used to women wanting me for my black card, and I was sick of it, so I took his advice. Only it backfired. She also gave me a false name and disappeared before the sun came up, and as I know nothing about her, finding her again is impossible.

The first time I met Caspian Spearman, we had the perfect night. The second time, I was on the arm of his biggest rival. The third night… was a string of mistakes. Don’t believe me? Let’s do a play-by-play—or mistake by mistake.

When I come home to Lonesome, California, I'm expecting to inherit a house and a fresh start on my crappy life - not a hard-eyed cowboy. Angel Mendoza is more devil than saint. He's also richer than God, and a sexy asshole to boot. I have no business wanting to get close to him. He's got a few plans of his own, too - like getting into my bed and my body. Heart optional. Angel's need for total control in bed shocks and thrills me, but giving in and letting go isn't easy.

Kit Carlyle isn’t just some woman. Beautiful? Yep. Seductive? Damn straight. She’s also my best friend and my coworker. But when her cousin dies and leaves her with a long-as-hell and sexy bucket list, Kit turns to me for a helping hand. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a woman in need. Besides, I’m not about to let another man steal away my girl, occupy her bed, or fill my shoes. But as the stakes get higher and the items become hotter, I’ll have to face the toughest challenge of all: admitting I want more than Kit’s friendship. I want to make her mine.

I've sworn off women because I caught my fiancee with my brother. Now, they're both dead to me. They represent an ache so deep, I might never recover. I've never known a goal I couldn't score - or a girl I couldn't score with. Until I see her curled up in a sexy ball in my hospital room. She's off-limits. Julia Wales is lush, smart, more determined than I am, and 100 percent taboo. For the first time in my life, I want someone I can't have.

A stranger agreed to be my fake boyfriend - for one day. And really, I was not prepared for him to charm the pants right off my parents....Well, unfortunately for him, my pants are not going anywhere soon, thank you very much. It's a one day arrangement only and that's it. Nothing more! So what if he struts his gears like Jason Momoa? No way will I let him tempt me....I'm never going to see him again after all once the day is over. It would be so stupid of me to risk my heart, right?

Tennyson Clark is getting a life. First step: quitting her job as assistant to Dominic Anderson, star quarterback for the Washington Warriors, her best friend…and the man she’s been secretly in love with for years. But since the gorgeous, if overprotective playboy has only ever seen her as his BFF, she’s finally ready to relinquish her tattered fantasy and move on. Enter steps two and three: new job and new man. Football is Dominic's life, and with his contract soon up for renewal, all his focus needs to be on the game.

We are sworn enemies, but she's having my baby. How, you ask? Well, I'm also wondering the same thing. How the hell do people in that stupid fertility clinic mistake my sperm and inject it into the wrong woman.... The same woman I fired just the day before for running her mouth off at me.

In truth, it probably didn’t help that I showed up dressed like an elf but that’s a story for another time. Our start was rocky at best which is why it’s so frustrating that I can’t stop thinking about his sexy British accent. Or the way his chest and arms fill out his suit. Or his perfect hair with that single streak of grey at the front.

It started with a kiss. A single kiss that shook me to my core. A kiss to silence me, and a kiss to numb the pain. I took his hand and in turn, he took me away. I thought when we ran away, we’d never have to look back. I was wrong. I think Sebastian knew, and so did I, that he’d be pulled back into this life one day. There was no way we could have gotten our happily-ever-after. Scars don’t ever fully go away, and this sinful place is etched into our flesh.

There’s a reason they call me Wylde, and it’s not just because it’s my last name. I might be one of the newest players on the Arizona Vengeance team, but I’m no stranger to the celebrity that goes along with being a professional hockey player. When a quirky redhead at the local bookstore stops me dead in my tracks, I decide to pop in and turn on the trusty Wylde magic. As smart and strong-willed as she is beautiful, Clarke Webber isn’t swayed by my witty banter or charming good looks. Thankfully, I’m always up for a challenge.