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It started with a little white lie and ended with me being owned by a black-hearted mafia boss. And now... my baby daddy. Of all people to tease to live out a fantasy. I fell into bed with a hacker for the Irish mob: Balor O'Rourke. Who also happens to be my new lethally gorgeous boss with nerdy dark glasses, penetrating green eyes, and a body made for sin. He doesn't do relationships and I'm getting over an abusive ex. With that understanding, we shatter the rules, unleashing his unbridled desires and my carnal urges.

Lucy Quinn loves hockey. What she doesn’t love? The latest PR stunt from her favorite team—a hockey romance book club designed to lure in more female fans. Pandering to so-called “thirsty” fans? It totally cheapens the sport. The worst part? They’ve slapped Bennett Wilder—the infuriatingly cocky, annoyingly handsome star forward—on the cover of this PR disaster like he’s some kind of book boyfriend. Gross. So Lucy does what any passionate, totally rational fan would do—she starts a boycott.

My father had just sold me off. Bartered my body to erase his debt to the very devil himself. A Beast of a man. Literally. A creature whispered about amongst the villagers and feared by all. He was a beastly visage at three times the size of a man, his monstrously huge body covered in fur. Sharp fangs and eyes that held an unearthly red glow. He had paw-like hands tipped with claws and horns that arched back from his inhuman face. I was to live with him, to be his in every way—all ways—he saw fit.

He came into my life like a raging storm. The man I despised. The killer with no conscience. I fell as hard as a woman like me can fall. When he bleeds, I feel his pain. When we kiss, I taste his tragedy. When he kills, my heart is stained with all the colors of his vengeance.

Time. That's all I have now. A small room, a photograph, and time. They want me to trust them and confess my sins. They told me they wouldn't judge me - they lied. I thought we could convince the world that this wasn't a crime. We were wrong. Time doesn't stand still. The clock keeps ticking, the world is unconvinced, and now… Now he is gone.

The Sick Boys feed on the order they create. They rule Eastpoint University just as their families have for decades. But their power doesn't stop there. The three of them are heirs to some of the largest fortunes in the world, and behind that kind of wealth lies an underworld of corruption. On the surface, they're perfect princes and he is their king. But underneath it all, they're filled with blood, lies, and secrets. With all of their connections, they have the power to crush anyone who gets in their way.

Chicago homicide detective Tyler Jamison has accepted the fact that he was born defective. Women just don't do it for him, and he can't contemplate any other option. So, loneliness it is. Ian Alexander has met the man of his dreams, but the guy's in complete denial of his sexuality. Ian's not giving up on Tyler, though. Tyler's a domineering, controlling force of nature...just what Ian has always craved in his bed. When a serial killer sets his sights on Ian, Tyler will do anything to protect the much younger man.

A few long weeks after being reluctantly ripped from the comforting embrace of her sacred prophet's religious commune - the only life she has ever known - a terrified Delilah is thrust into a world enveloped by evil and swimming in sin. Steadfastly devout in her faith, and retaining the deep belief that her soul is innately tarnished as a branded "Cursed woman of Eve", Delilah is determined to find her way home to her people in The Order and away from the corrupt and damned outlaw motorcycle club - The Hades Hangmen.

But fate is funny. Just as easily as it can bring you to a person, it can tear them away, too. And Ande Carter’s life is about to take a turn for the worse. But Keene is there for it all. The good, bad, and ugly. Whether she wants him there or not.

Caterina Santora has her own list of red flags…She’s too young. She’s my client’s daughter. She’s my five-year old’s camp counselor. The fact that she doesn’t remember me from six years before grates on me until I don’t have it in me to leave her alone any longer. I have to have her. But our lives are opposites in every way. In no way compatible.

Just when I thought I was making progress with Ronan, Wells, Abel, and Bishop, all hell breaks loose. I don’t know who to trust, and the accusations flying around leave me wondering if I’m to blame for the chaos…or if I’m about to expose the truth once and for all. More than my heart is at stake here.

I’ve hidden behind a mask for long enough. Six years to be exact. My scars are the agonizing reminder of the failures of my past. They represent the evil that lies beneath them. I’ve always been the one in charge, but now I’m a ghost. And there are benefits to that… I can take what I want, or who I want. Starting with her. The woman whose past crosses with my own. I’ve been her secret protector, now I must save her from the man who almost destroyed me. My father.

Victor Lang had everything—looks, money, fame. A chance to become the greatest swimmer in history. Until a failed dope test brought him crashing down. According to the rumors, he turned into a recluse, a drug addict, a whore. Broken beyond repair. Incapable of love.

Seven years ago, he walked away, and I built a new life for myself, swearing never to look back. But when my husband is arrested, that life collapses, leaving my daughter and me with nothing but a three-month plan to return to the small ranch town before disappearing again.

Kaitlin Crosse wields an extraordinary power over me. She pushes, dares, and drives me to the brink of madness. Ever since our paths intertwined, my obsession with her has been absolute and unyielding. Every aspect of her calls out to me, yet the very thing I yearn for the most might be forever beyond my grasp. She resists my attempts to possess and protect her. She refuses my claims, asserting her fiercely independent nature.

He’s a criminal with no conscience. The whisper of a name. A faceless stranger…a man content to dwell in the shadows of his underworld. I’m the light to his dark: an investigative reporter intent on exposing dangerous men like him. We were worlds apart until I caught his attention. Now I’m his captive. I may be an innocent, but I have my secrets too. For years I’ve been fighting a private war with the illegal drugs trade, with the cartel responsible for murdering my brother. I’m closer to revenge than I’ve ever been until his duplicity tears my life apart.

Alex Sebastian is the billionaire who knows exactly how to re-launch the pop career I walked away from to raise my little sister. He knows everything, apparently, about what’s good for me. For my image. Even for my lingerie. Everywhere I turn, he’s there, smirking. I cannot stand him. So why can’t we stop sneaking around?

Book Two picks up directly where Book One leaves off in 1994. When Ransom Lawson met Willamina “Billy” Stanton on a deserted highway outside of Chatham, New Mexico, neither knew they were meeting their eternal soul mate. But is love enough to permanently bind two people from two vastly different lifestyles? Coming in second to a motorcycle club and the unpredictable dangers that life presents is more than Ransom thinks Billy can handle.

Only two things can compel journalist Jenna McMillan back to Buenos Aires after terrorists held her captive there just months before: a rare interview with a shadowy billionaire and the memory of the dark and dangerous man who saved her. Bad guys, bombs, and bullets are Gabriel Jones'sway of life. But he'll never forget the brash redhead he rescued not so long ago - or the passionate kiss they shared before he sent her packing.

Our story was classic. A typical fairytale. Two young kids falling in love under an onyx sky. He was my dream...and I naively thought I was his. Until he bartered our love and sold me a lie. Now, I’m returning to the life I once knew as a married woman, wed to the richest man in Nashville.