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I was supposed to marry the man my daddy approved of. Instead, I spent the night in the arms of the cowboy who wants to put a baby in me. Holden Cross isn’t gentle. He’s not polite. He’s older, rougher, and twice as dangerous when he decides something belongs to him. And now… that something is me. I should’ve gone home. I should’ve remembered the fiancé waiting for me. Instead, I stayed. One night turned into two, and now every time Holden touches me, I forget the life I was supposed to have. He talks about keeping me, about filling me deep and keeping me there until I’m ...

I didn’t just sign a contract with an alien warlord. I signed away my body, my future, and—if he has his way—my womb. Deep space isn’t kind to solo pilots, especially when your nav system dies halfway to nowhere. Enter Nelmez Shinizok—over seven feet of silver-skinned, gold-eyed alien warlord with a voice like dark velvet and an offer I can’t refuse. His price for getting me out alive? A legally binding contract that says I’m his. He’s smooth-talking, impossible to ignore, and obsessed with making me feel safe... And putting a baby in me. And somewhere between the space ...

I didn’t come to Colt McCrae’s ranch by accident. I answered the job ad—no details, no promises—because something about it felt like my last shot at building a life I didn’t have to run from. What I didn’t expect? Colt himself. Dark, dominant, and twice my age, with a stare that strips me bare and a voice that makes my thighs press together. He says he’s not looking for a wife... except he wants a baby... from me. I should tell him no. Instead, I let him touch me when I've never been touched before. And the way he touches me… makes me want to be ruined. He says he won’t ...

He told me to stay in the guest room. I made it into my mission to end up in his bed. Reid Shaw is my step-daddy. He was married to my mom for less than a year. Now I’m all grown up. Staying in the guest room for the summer until I start college. Sleeping one wall away from the only man I find irresistible. And I’m done waiting. I want him to look. To touch. To lose control the way I know he’s dying to. I want to watch his jaw clench when I walk around in nothing but his shirt. I want him rough. Raw. Buried deep and claiming me like a man gone feral. He says I’m too young. Off-...

When my dad died broke and buried in secrets, Anthony Briggs offered help. The price? One week of hard labor on his ranch. But from the second I step onto his land, Anthony Briggs watches me like I already belong to him. He’s older. Stricter. Built like temptation in a Stetson. And when I find the rope in the greenhouse, I know exactly what he wants. He doesn’t ask. He waits. When I slip my wrist through the loop… everything changes. Now I’m not just paying off a debt. I’m offering up my body—bare and aching—for a man who doesn’t pull out, doesn’t play fair, and doesn’t ...

I broke into the wrong warship. Correction — I broke into the wrong nine-foot-tall, silver-skinned, golden-eyed alien warlord’s warship. Now Commander Va’rok says I’m his bonded mate. Apparently that means his ship’s AI has matched us for “maximum genetic compatibility” and expects seven full cycles of hot, primal, alien breeding. I told him I’m not interested in being anyone’s breeding project. He told me I’ll beg before it’s over. The problem? My body’s starting to believe him. The bond between us hums like a live wire, my pulse spikes every time he’s close, and ...

He was supposed to arrest me. I was supposed to kill him. Instead, we ended up in bed. I don’t do love. I do vengeance. The men who ruined my sister are dying—slowly, beautifully—and I’m just getting started. Then Agent Cain Maddox crashes into my life. But when he sees me covered in blood, he doesn’t pull his gun. He pulls me closer. Now we’re tangled in something filthy and forbidden— a push-pull game of lust, lies, and lethal secrets. And when the final kill blows everything wide open, we’ll have to make a choice: Burn together in the wreckage— or crawl out alone, ...

I arrived at Wade Callahan’s ranch with a duffel bag and nowhere else to go. I wasn’t just running—I was hiding. From the ex-boyfriend who sent messages that curled into threats. Wade was my last resort. My mother’s preacher. He gives me a room. Food. Rules. And a warning in his voice every time our eyes meet. He tells me he’s not holy anymore. That he left the pulpit behind, along with whatever pieces of goodness he used to believe in. I see it in his eyes—that quiet, simmering need to protect, to possess, to keep me. And maybe I want to be kept. Because I didn’t just come ...

One hunky landlord. One fake relationship. One renovation that’s about to wreck my plans—and maybe my heart. Moving into this fixer-upper was supposed to be a fresh start. I didn’t count on Gideon Markham. He’s quiet and built like the kind of problem I don’t need. Everything about him is guarded—his words, his past, his stare that lingers a little too long when he thinks I’m not looking. Then I find a flyer for a couples’ renovation contest, and suddenly I’ve got a wild idea and one shot at finally making something of my own. All I need is a partner. And Gideon? Like it ...

Fake dating the university hockey team captain was supposed to be business. It was NOT supposed to turn my life upside-down. I'm Bella Lawson—straight A's and zero tolerance for chaos. So when I offer to tutor Ryan O'Sullivan, academic disaster and Seattle's most desired bachelor, for one fake date...I’ve definitely lost my mind. My plan? Make my longtime crush jealous by showing up to his party with the hottest guy on campus. Simple. Clean. Foolproof. Except Ryan O'Sullivan doesn't do anything simple. He kisses me like he owns me. Shows up when I need him most and makes me forget this ...

He was the third-string goalie no one saw coming. But I saw him first. Every early skate. Every extra rep. Every quiet moment no one else noticed. Before the spotlight and before the campus fell in love with him—I already had. Now Jason Harrison’s the golden boy with a pro offer on the table. Everyone wants a piece of him. But I’m the one he worshipped in the dark. The one he held like a lifeline. We burned hot. Fell hard. And then he kept the one secret that could break us. Because love isn’t just about the highs—it’s about who you are when everything’s on the line. He made ...

He watched me. Controlled me. Thought I’d never find out. But I did. Bradley Nolan has everything—power, wealth, and secrets dark enough to destroy us both. The biggest? He’s been obsessively watching me for years. Not protecting. Not loving. Controlling. He built his entire world around me. And when I uncovered the truth, I shattered. But I didn’t walk away. I went back. Not for revenge. Not for closure. Because even after everything— I still wanted him. What followed wasn’t forgiveness. It was fire. We unraveled each other with touch and rage. Loved like we were still broken. ...

Three rules keep me sane at college: Perfect GPA. Always early. No hockey boys near my ice. Then Matt Gable skates in—cocky smirks, chaotic energy, and zero respect for boundaries. Our turf war begins with color-coded schedules and snarky words. His revenge? Perfectly tousled hair and built like a Greek statue. Now the school’s forcing us to co-coach a youth skating program. One ice rink. Twenty-four kids. Six weeks of barely-contained tension. I hate his mess. I hate his charm. I really hate how he brings me coffee and sees straight through my control-freak armor. We were supposed to ...

I came to the cabin to escape. He came to forget. Neither of us knew we were walking straight into the fire. Weston Blake is the boy who humiliated me in front of everyone I loved—and the man who just walked out of the past, acting like I didn’t spend five years hating him. Now we’re trapped together in a cabin built for cozy. One bed. No exits. And a blizzard hell-bent on making us face the wreckage we left behind. I swore I’d never forgive him. He says he never stopped loving me. But Weston’s past doesn’t just knock—it breaks down doors. And when the snow melts, we’ll ...

Chloe I was just there to pass appetizers and not spill anything on the guests. Easy enough—until I trip (literally) into Ethan Drake. Yes, that Ethan Drake. Hollywood Hills billionaire. Ridiculously hot. Ridiculously sinful. And now? Ridiculously obsessed with me. I’m curvy, sarcastic, and absolutely not looking to be anyone’s flavor of the week… But he’s not playing by normal rules. He’s playing dirty—and I might be into it. Ethan She was supposed to blend into the background. Just the hired help. Just another party. Instead, Chloe Maddox walked in with curves that could ...

I scream at the stars to abduct me. The stars take it personally. Next thing I know, I’m naked on a glowing table, slick with oil and staring into the glowing eyes of a very large, very shirtless alien warlord. His name is Raax. He says I’m his fated mate. He promises he won’t touch me until I beg. He means it. Now I’m on a spaceship fueled by orgasm energy, wrapped in thigh-hugging armor, and learning what it means to be claimed by someone who doesn’t just want my body—he wants my submission, my trust… and maybe my womb. I should be running. Instead, I’m wrapped around his ...

Maggie I caught billionaire Dorian Ford doing something scandalous. So naturally, I sold the story. It wasn’t personal—just rent. Now he wants revenge. Instead, he offers me a job. Fix his PR mess. Smile for the press. Sleep in his hotel suite. What could go wrong? Answer: everything. Because the closer I get, the more I want the one man I was never supposed to touch. Dorian Maggie Cassidy leaked the story that nearly burned my empire. Now she’s in my world—because I put her there. But keeping her close? That’s always been about more than damage control. I want her. I hate that I ...

Tessa I thought penthouse-sitting would be easy money—quiet nights, expensive wine, and zero complications. Then HE shows up at my door. Six feet of designer suits and devastating charm, completely convinced I'm the escort his meddling best friend hired to "fix" his post-breakup blues. Should I correct the misunderstanding? Absolutely. Do I? Hell no. Cole I know she's lying. I just can't bring myself to care. Fresh off a soul-crushing breakup, the last thing I need is more drama. But Tessa—with her smart mouth and killer curves has me completely hooked. She's everything I shouldn't want...

Marry me. That’s what my brother’s best friend—Logan Beckett, an ex-Marine—says to me in the cereal aisle. Logan needs a wife to boost his veteran housing benefits . I’m jobless, drowning in medical debt, and one asthma attack away from disaster. I need health insurance and a lifeline. One year. No feelings. Separate beds. What could go wrong? Everything—because Logan Beckett has never felt like a business arrangement. Not when he looks at me like I’m his mission. Not when he tries to protect me. And definitely not when he kisses me after our courthouse vows like he means it. ...

Evie My bookstore is quiet, cozy, and billionaire-free—until Mason York shows up. He’s rich, rude, and ridiculously hot. Worse? I think he’s the anonymous guy I’ve been sexting at night. Smart. Dirty. Weirdly sweet. If he’s really StrangerPen007… I’ve already told him everything I want… And now he’s looking at me like he plans to deliver. Mason Evie is curves wrapped up in fire and sarcasm. I came to buy a building. Instead, I found the woman who’s been driving me wild through a screen. She says I can’t have her? Too late. She’s already mine.