Romance author Maya finds herself trapped in a never-ending time loop, reliving the same luxurious masquerade party night after night. But there's a twist—someone keeps trying to kill her. Each time she dies, she wakes back up in the limo heading to the party, and she's determined to uncover the mystery of her predicament. Enter Ethan Vanderbilt, an erotically handsome and intimidating billionaire who becomes obsessed with possessing Maya. When he also gets caught in the time loop, the two must work together to unravel the mystery and find a way out.

My Scottish billionaire boss is arrogant, secretive, demanding, and far too insanely hot for me, his meek assistant, to actually look in the eye. But somehow, I manage to put up with the boss from hell...until I get a terminal cancer diagnosis. Totally valid reason to quit, right? Not for my cruel devil of a boss. You will not believe his response to my resignation...or the secret he's been hiding all along!

I was born into a world of wealth and privilege. My birthright was to be at the helm of one of the world's leading energy companies. But that wasn't my purpose in life. Sitting behind a desk of a Fortune 500 isn't what gets me going. No. It took me years to find my true purpose. Saving lives. Walking into the depths of hell to pull out survivors. It's what gets me out of my bed in the morning, and eventually, it's what led me to her.

Reed Ellis is absolutely gorgeous but a total newbie to camming, a virtual nobody in my world. I should have just deleted his message request for a steamy on-camera collaboration. Not everyone is cut out to be a camboy. But there's just something about him I couldn't resist. He's timid and inexperienced, quiet and closed off, but his fumbling first times play out scorching hot for the cameras, and our videos together are an instant success. I know I should just ride this out, sit back and watch the money roll in, and then move on.

Harley left LA behind a long time ago. But when she hears of her father’s death, it’s the only thing that could bring her back to town. Once a tough, kick-ass biker girl, now she’s bought a Prius and dresses in conservative gear. The only reminders of her youth are the angel wings tattooed right across her back. But waiting in LA are two sinfully hot men, her old motorcycle, and a tougher biker version of herself she thought she’d never be again. 

I'm a biker and a woman who was raised by my family, the Sacred Sinners. Growing up an MC brat, I've known nothing but leather, booze, club whores, camaraderie, and chrome. The name's Eva "Bink" Cummings, and this is my story.

We’ve been traveling all over the country, recruiting new members for our club. Before we call it quits, we make a pitstop in Las Vegas. I’m owed a debt, and I’ve come to collect. It’s been awhile since I spoke to the president of the Ruthless Kings. And I’m calling in my marker. I figured I’d ask for cash, maybe a few new recruits, arms-dealer networks, but he said no. That’s fine. But then I set my sights on her. A blonde bombshell. Yeah, she’s mine.

When Charlie’s friend Vanessa crashes his gaming party and whines about the boys never wanting to have a night on the town, Charlie shoots back that he’d love to go out if he could get the kind of romantic attention she does for just one night. Without missing a beat, Vanessa offers to give him just that chance and see just what it’s like to be a gorgeous girl on the town. With his soft looks and slender body, she thinks she could make him into a rather pretty girl.... Why not, Charlie wonders? It might be fun.

My life has never been easy. I’ve had my fair share of pain - every moment is a fight to survive. With my brother on his deathbed, it’s up to me to provide and protect what’s left of my broken family. I do things I never thought I’d be capable of, becoming a person so hardened to the world that when I look in the mirror, all I see is a stranger. When a twist of fate lands me at rock bottom, I make the ultimate decision and give away the only thing I have left - my freedom. I belong to them now…the Beast. The Brains. The Bastard.

For Danica Leroux, being an undercover agent has always been her dream, and when she receives a new promotion, she knows it comes with a huge responsibility. When she learns her new job will entangle her with the one-and only movie star Hunter Ford, she eagerly dives into the new assignment with her spunky and challenging attitude. Because threats were made against him, she’s to protect him until the premier of his latest movie...or until they find who’s making the threats.

I like my sex dirty. It takes a hell of a lot to tilt my moral compass, and I always follow when it's pointing at something I want. That goes double when it points straight at the one girl in all of Chicago who's not dying for a piece of me.

I don't need a man. I've figured that out pretty quickly after a string of bad dates. Every one a disappointment. Either they want to use me, or I don't want to use them. Either way, I'm over it. But then my landlord shows up exactly when I need a man. And a drink. And maybe a second. So we make a deal. No sex for ten dates, which sounds easy. Despite the biceps bulging through his shirt. Despite the tattoos I desperately want to lick - I mean, know more about. Despite the hunger in his eyes when he looks at me.

Patrick is my friend. My best friend. He’s every good girl’s dream come true. Funny, sweet and holy-hell hot. Perfect. So what’s the problem? I’m far from perfect and I’m no one’s idea of a good girl. I know that, but I’ve wanted Patrick ever since the first night we met. Ever since I kissed him and…well, did decidedly ungood-girl things to him in the front seat of his car. The same night he gently but firmly shut me down completely with a it was nice to meet you, Cari.

As the daughter of two of the most recognizable rock stars of all time, Lyric Sinclair has seen it all. After a childhood spent in the limelight, this omega prefers comfy patterned pajamas, quietly donating her time, and nights spent in with her beta boyfriend. When fate and bad luck intervene, Lyric does what she always does. She runs, hoping all her problems magically disappear. Unfortunately for Lyric, she runs straight into old hurts, ugly truths, and hard facts. Lyric must accept reality. You can't run forever, and you can't hide from who you are.

Everyone always says love will find you when you’re not looking. Well, they’re not wrong. Except, the man my heart stupidly fell for was more interested in playing his own twisted game of catch and release. Claiming me for himself, then pushing me away when I got too close, but there was an aura of darkness clouded around him. A darkness that beckoned to me. A darkness I was grateful for when those he thought he could trust ripped me away in the middle of the night to be a pawn in their own sick, twisted game.