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Six months ago, I gave my heart to a girl. Beautiful, kind, and sexy as sin, she's the only person who saw past my record or the color of my skin. Who ever saw me for me. She loved me enough to let me go, to let me leave this city to find my own path. But without her, I drift, lost without direction. Without me, she spirals, desperate for connection. I gave my heart to a girl, and she gave hers to me. But love shouldn't hurt this much.

Between grad school and multiple jobs, Naledi Smith doesn't have time for fairy tales . . . or the patience for constant emails claiming she's betrothed to an African prince. Sure. Right. Delete! As a former foster kid, she's learned that the only things she can depend on are herself and the scientific method, and a silly email won't convince her otherwise. Prince Thabiso is the sole heir to the throne of Thesolo, shouldering the hopes of his parents and his people. At the top of their list? His marriage. Ever dutiful, he tracks down his missing betrothed.

My new neighbor, Waylon Stryker, is Jepsen's most eligible bachelor—gorgeous, built, and kindhearted. I stick out like an LA-shaped thumb in this small town after inheriting a dilapidated house and a tiny dog. But when I need my ex to back off and he needs his family to stop pressuring him to settle down, Waylon comes up with the perfect solution—a fake relationship. It would have been perfectly transactional if I hadn't drunkenly told him about my spicy bucket list. I prayed he'd forget about it. Instead, he vows to help me check off each task.

Even at 37, with a challenging but rewarding career as a paramedic, Bella Gomez is treated as the baby of the family. It's made her allergic to anyone meddling, so she chooses to keep mostly to herself. Unfortunately, that doesn't stop her family from inserting themselves in her life. Nor does it deter the one man she knows she shouldn't get close to from showing up on her doorstep.

I swore I’d cut Harrison King out of my life, and my bed, forever. The second my contract with the ruthless billionaire who owned me was up…I ran. Not knowing that decision would only twist the web around us tighter. Now, he’s back, and the sins of his past threaten to destroy us both. He still thirsts for power and vengeance. But his secrets run deeper than I knew. This time, he wants me to stand by his side. This time, he’s asking.

I had a plan: Sign a contract, and board a plane to Ibiza. The anonymous deal would salvage the smoldering wreckage of my life. It would not involve billionaire Harrison King, the reason I need saving in the first place. He’s as beautiful as he is cruel. A British business titan who makes a living getting what he wants. The man flies private. Dates supermodels. But the crisp accent and cocky smirk don’t fool me. He’s a gentleman on the outside, a savage beneath. Dangerous, rough, and brutal.

Since aging out of the foster-care system and becoming a nurse, all I dreamed of was marrying a nice doctor and moving to a yellow two-story house in the suburbs. So how did a dangerous biker-gang criminal end up handcuffed to my bed? And why did I agree to let that animal teach me how to...ahem...do things? Wicked things. In the very same bed he’s been handcuffed to in order to keep me safe? Long story. And it didn’t end well. Now it’s time to marry my doctor fiancé and make all my former foster kid dreams come true.

Nate Davis didn't plan on returning to his hateful hometown. But then, he didn't plan on being widowed in his 20s or on his mother getting sick, either. Hannah Kabbah thought her career in childcare was over. After all, no one wants a woman with a criminal damage conviction watching their kids. But when her high school crush returns to Ravenswood with two kids in tow, she gets the second chance she never dreamed of.

Grayson Garrison could have been a pro bull rider. Instead, he's lived in the shadow of his elder brother after an injury nearly took him out of the sport. He can't have a conversation without being compared to Tate and it's driving him crazy. He's tired of having to prove to everyone he's just as good and his own person. All he ever wanted to be was a bull rider and his brother stole that from him too, but everything will change when he meets the new rodeo doctor for the season. Dr. River Thompson grew up in Cole County around the rodeo, full of men and animals who were constantly injured.

Stella Lane thinks math is the only thing that unites the universe. She comes up with algorithms to predict customer purchases - job that has given her more money than she knows what to do with as well as way less experience in the dating department than the average 30-year-old. It doesn't help that she has Asperger's and that French kissing reminds her of a shark getting its teeth cleaned by pilot fish. She decides that she needs lots of practice - with a professional - which is why she hires escort Michael Phan.

Ranger James accepted his best friend's death like a good soldier. With guilt. Regret. Vengeance. But a forbidden desire keeps pulling him from his mission: desire for his best friend's widow. Killed in Action. That's why Amy Carter's husband wasn't coming home. A war widow, alone and broke, Amy struggles to revive her family's crop-dusting service to survive. Now she takes to the skies to find escape. Escape from the pain. From the guilt. From the earth-shattering desire for her husband's best friend.

Tate is on the hunt to find his best friend's sister. Eleven years ago, Lucia Dias was abducted. Presumed dead. He never met her, so why does he care? Some might call his efforts noble, but his motivation is more perverse, bordering on obsession. When he follows a chilling lead to Venezuela's Kidnap Alley, what he finds is neither a corpse nor a captive. Amid poisonous lies and crippling depravity, the price of love is devastation. And he pays. With his body, his blood, and her life.

Born to a life of privilege, Lady Ravenna Huntley rues the day that she must marry. She's refused dozens of suitors and cried off multiple betrothals, but running away - even if brash and foolhardy - is the only option left to secure her independence.

I've lost my family, my wealth, and the place I've called home for the past five years. Now I’ve moved back to where it all began...with the guys I thought I’d never see again. Abel, Ronan, Wells, and Bishop were my friends at one time. I was the only girl they would let into their inner circle. Now they hate me. They think I’m a traitor. And I don’t know why. But I am bound and determined to find out.

No one knows me like she does. She’s the only one who has power over me. I’ve loved Samara since I was a boy, since the moment I heard her sing and told her she would be my wife. I sacrificed that dream to keep her safe.

Saint's no angel. He's grown up in the south side of LA and now runs it with the help of the Devil's Dust MC. With a loaded smirk and a dangerous trigger finger, any woman would be so lucky to be by his side. However, his past leaves a thick layer of soot of lost dreams and he'd rather live the life of an outlaw than bother with the semantics of questioning them. That is until Piper.

Saint and Piper made one of the worst mistakes you could make in their world and now Saint has to pray that mistake won't be deadly. The two of them got so lost in the idea of moving through their past together that they missed the worst betrayal in the depths of their clubhouse. The one place that is sacred, because at the club they are not just friends they are family. This loss of focus now puts Piper in the hands of a twisted nemesis, and The Devil's Dust Motorcycle Club is not just falling apart because of it, it's losing members faster than they can patch them in.

The Corsican has kidnapped Emily. Lethally passionate, Kazimir will stop at nothing to get his lover back. Meanwhile, the Corsican is finding it difficult to hold on to this cunning woman. Paris will never be the same again. Will Kazimir save his mouse? Or will France blow up in flames?

When it comes to weddings, I know the drill. Wear a tux. Make a toast. Maybe sleep with a bridesmaid. Only this time, the bridesmaids are off-limits. Not only because it's my brother's wedding and I'm likely to see these women again, but also because, thanks to a bonehead comment to my soon-to-be sister-in-law, they all think I'm a jerk. Oh well. If I'm not getting lucky, I may as well get drunk.

My name is Rachel. I’m straight... I think. I also have a mountain of student loans and a smart mouth. I wasn’t serious when I told Pari Sadashiv I’d marry her. It was only party banter! Except Pari needs a green card, and she’s willing to give me a breather from drowning in debt. My off-the-cuff idea might not be so terrible. We get along as friends. She’s really romantically cautious, which I find heartbreaking. She deserves someone to laugh with. She’s kind. And calm. And gorgeous. A couple of years with her actually sounds pretty good.