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I can't stand Clinton Alvarez. My life was meticulously organized, painstakingly structured, and impeccably sanitary...until he rolled into town with his bad manners, his short temper, and his cocky smirk. Now, he's opened up his grungy barbershop right next door to my pristine cupcake shop, bringing along his clientele of sketchy, leather-loving motorcycle guys with broken noses. He's infuriating. Having him around brings out the worst in me. All of a sudden, I'm acting on impulse.

I knew I’d never have the luxury of choosing my own wife. An arranged marriage was a sacrifice men in my position had to make for their families. It wasn’t something I looked forward to, but it had to be done. I just never imagined my father would choose her to be my bride: Daniela Moretti, the daughter of my enemy...and I intended to treat her as such. Since the day she set foot in my house as my wife, my loathing of her turned into something deadlier than hate. Her strength intrigued me. Her fight seduced me. And I started seeing more in her than just Moretti blood.

In the first of this two-part tantalizing collection of erotic lesbian short stories, strong women let their masks slip and explore thoughts they never dared imagine.

Rob, a charismatic ex-fighter pilot severely disabled with MS, has been steadfastly cared for by his wife, Jan, for many years. Quite by accident one day, Terry, a young writer/postal carrier, enters their lives and turns it upside down. Injecting joy and turbulence into their quiet existence, Terry draws Rob and Jan into her lively circle of family and friends until the growing attachment between the two women begins to strain the bonds of love and loyalty, to Rob and each other. Contains mature themes.

As an undercover DEA agent, I always thought things through. I didn't take chances, because I knew one misstep could have disastrous consequences. Until I met her. The little sister of my next target. Lola was a feisty young woman trying to claw her way out of a bad neighborhood. She was forbidden in every sense of the word, and not just because of the sixteen-year age gap. We were taught to expect the unexpected, but nothing could have prepared me for what was about to happen. I fell hard. I fell fast. I free fell heart first. But there was a secret I was keeping.

When I woke up Christmas morning, I didn't know if I'd been on Santa's nice list this year—or his naughty one. Thinking back to the prior evening's events, I decided it was definitely the naughty one. There had to be a mistake—I was always on the nice list. But the gorgeous, naked man snuggled next to me seemed to suggest I had a lump of...something waiting for me. Maybe the nice list was overrated. Or maybe naughty girls really did end up with coal in their stockings.

I was never a beloved daughter. Only a prized possession to be kept in a gilded cage until my father was ready to trade. It was my duty, carved in stone and written in my blood that one day my virtue would be exchanged for an alliance. And now, that day has come. Gian Silvestro, heir to the Silvestro empire, will accept me as his wife. He will seal my fate with a kiss that holds a thousand promises. But to him, our vows only mean one thing: I am bound to him...and shackled to his hate.

Six years ago, the "Fabulous Gustave" slipped the grasp of Agent Fleur van Beekhof, making off with a priceless artwork . . . and Fleur's beautifully ordered life. Suddenly the cool, pragmatic Europol detective lost her detective partner and wife, her rising career, and her control, thanks to the addictive lure of cards. When a new Italian art theft bears all the markings of Gustave's taunting style, Fleur is put back in the field, because no one knows him better. She jumps at the chance to correct the mistake that ruined her life. The hitch? She has to work with her fiery ex-wife.

Ben McCallister wasn't like any man attorney Harper Finch had ever dated. For one, his hands were rough and calloused from working all day at his mechanic shops; two, his muscled arms, back, and chest were covered in tattoos; and three, he rode a Harley. The men Harper dated were the ones her daddy would approve of: white-collar, with hands as soft as hers, and the most ink any of them had ever had was a fraternity seal that stayed hidden under short sleeves.

Never make a bet with a man who plays to win. Especially not a man like handsome, arrogant Connor Pratt. A.k.a. the huge PITA who's currently crashing in my spare room. A.k.a. my brother's best friend since they were about six. A.k.a. the one guy who still makes me feel like an awkward tongue-tied loser. But when Connor moved in, I got a glimpse of another side of him. Because, like me, Connor's going through a nasty break-up. And, like me, he's just doing whatever he can to get through it.

The hour of reckoning was upon us...Amelia's life was in danger. Amelia, my goddess. The time to watch the situation had long passed. Now, it was time to change things up. Time for me to change. Love made me go soft and allow the image and handle I had on things to slip out of my grasp. I needed to find myself. Now more than ever. All the secrets were jumping straight out of the closet. Right into the open for all to see. We weren't playing games anymore. It was time for war. It was time to become the devil I was.

A stunt car driver, an MI5 agent, a gigolo . . . Finn Montoya tells everyone she meets she has a different profession. It's all part of keeping people at a distance while still being a part of the world around her. Really, she's an accomplished writer who has taken being a mystery to heart. At least that way, she can stay safe. Under no circumstances can her past catch up with her. Angie Davis just wanted some simple time with her daughter. But when the paparazzi swarm the café she and Luna are at, she has no choice but to accept the help of a handsome stranger.

Ben McCallister wasn’t like any man attorney Harper Finch had ever dated. For one, his hands were rough and calloused from working all day at his mechanic shops; two, his muscled arms, back, and chest were covered in tattoos; and three, he rode a Harley. But there was something about this bearded man…how gentle and caring he was with her — outside the bedroom, that is. But his manners in the bedroom? Let’s just say he didn’t have any — which suited Harper just fine. He was a dream come true. If only she were allowed to dream anymore…

I was the devil. The worst kind of man for her. I knew the truth would make her hate me. But, I still wanted her to be mine. My goddess. Damn, I'd never wanted a woman the way I wanted her. One simple kiss could scorch my mind clean of everything I knew. That was what she did to me. She took me out of the real world, where I was a mobster and she was a cop. I was the imposter who lied to her....

From the first time I meet Leo Montgomery, I know I'm in trouble. His dark, heated gaze skittering down my body sets my skin on fire. A rare sighting of his elusive, heart-stopping smile and - dear lord - I think I just ovulated. But then, he hires me to babysit his adorable little troublemaker after school, and now, my maternal instincts are working overtime.

Now joined in power with Elio, we hatch a plan to show to the world that the Capri name will rule over Italy. The decision stirs panic and causes a ripple effect throughout the country. Friendships and loyalties are tested. Truths are revealed as we prepare to fight any who oppose us. With a careful eye on our enemies, we are circled by others with false intent. Secrets and weaknesses are revealed and lies are taken to the grave.

Life was chaotic and unpredictable; made up of a series of events - a collection of firsts. First crush. First kiss. First love. Between the murky waters, I'd found salvation. And it was all because of him - the broody alpha who appeared at the time I needed him most. He promised me things and showed me the life I could have. But all it took was one moment to destroy everything. Nothing else mattered. No one else mattered. It was him and me against the world. Until it wasn't. I hadn't known just how forbidden our love was.

I probably didn't make a great first impression. Rushing through his apartment door - practically naked aside from the plastic shower cap on my head - and charging for his bathroom as if my skin was on fire. What was I supposed to do? Wait around for a white knight to swoop through my bathroom window with a wrench and a toilet plunger to save me from my faulty plumbing situation? Insert eye roll here. Anyway, that's the story of how I met my new landlord.

Ben Riggs says he loves me. He says he hasn't stopped thinking about me since he broke my heart and chased me out of town all those years ago. I say, liar liar pants on fire. And boy, do those bright yellow, flame-resistant fireman pants look good on him. I'm aching to feel those big, rough hands clenching on my hips and to collect on the illicit promises burning in his dark blue eyes. Self-control goes up in flames every time he flashes that arrogant smile. So I give in - because a woman has needs. (Am I right, ladies?) He can have my body, but my heart is off-limits.

Being the enforcer of the Kings Of Carnage MC, it's my job to watch over the women and protect them from dirt bags that strut into Centerfolds. Aspen worked the pole like every other stripper that night. She wasn't trying to get my attention, she just wanted what was in my wallet...cash. The more she was unfazed by me, the more I wanted to be someone she wouldn't dare forget. I get off on a challenge.