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The first time I meet Stone Ferraro, it’s hate at first sight, and then, he kidnaps me. On his mafia boss’s orders, but still...not a great first impression. The second time I meet him, he calls me a derogatory name, and I knee him in the balls. Not exactly the sweet social worker look I was going for, but hey, it had to be done. The third time we meet, it’s over my ex-boyfriend’s - his identical twin brother’s - grave, and he shocks me with a mind-melting kiss.

Over the years with Razo, I've learned to keep my mouth shut. Learned not to fight back. Learned that talking only makes it bad...fighting only makes it worse. I shut down my feelings long ago. Because it’s the only way to survive. But then Razo sells me...to a dangerous biker with zero morals and a sick upbringing. A psycho who makes me feel like I have a flock of ravens inside my stomach. He never hesitates to remind me: I belong to him now.

I loved Bailey Green long before she watched her loser ex take his last breaths. I held her while they lowered his coffin into the ground, stilled her shaking hands when the nightmares would tear her from sleep. I waited for her through her grief. But while she was always willing to let me in her bed, she refused to let me in the one place I longed to be - her heart. Tired of playing second string to a dead man, I let her go. I moved to Florida to begin my NFL career and tried to pretend my perfect life didn't leave me empty.

I was pretty sure my dead ex-boyfriend’s brother hated me...until he asked me to marry him. And pretend his brother’s baby - which I’m carrying, BTW - is really his. So now I’m suddenly the wife of a quirky tech billionaire, and falling in like with him so fast, it’s beginning to feel an awful lot like love.

I never asked Hemi Te Mana to rescue me. It was true that I had a lousy job. Not to mention a lousy apartment and too much responsibility, although it was a responsibility I wouldn't have given up for the world. That still didn't mean I needed rescuing, if that was what you'd call the situation I ended up in. And anyway, I knew that a multimillionaire Maori CEO with too many muscles, a tribal tattoo, and a take-no-prisoners attitude was way, way out of my league.

If there’s one thing Rae can’t stand, it’s pity. She’s 40, frazzled, and fed up - so attending an awards ceremony alone while her ex swans about with his new wife? Not an option. To avoid total humiliation, Rae needs a date of her own. And her young, hot-as-hell new best friend is the perfect candidate.... Zach Davis, king of casual hookups, has a secret: the notorious womanizer craves emotional connection, and anonymous encounters leave him feeling hollow. After years of performance, Zach’s desperate to be himself. So why does he agree to play Rae’s fake boyfriend?

Tandy has a big problem. She stands to inherit a huge estate and the title of her late aunt but in order to prove herself worthy of the exulted position and the money that comes with it, Tandy must train her first slave. And the slave she is given to train is huge - a muscular Hybrid Kindred with rage dancing in his mismatched eyes and fangs long enough to tear her throat out. How can she possibly subdue such a massive male without losing her life? Then Tandy has an idea - in the dead of night she steals down to her new slave’s cell to offer him a deal.

Regina Hobbs is nerdy by nature, businesswoman by nurture. She's finally taking her pop-culture-centered media enterprise, Girls with Glasses, to the next level, but the stress is forcing her to face a familiar supervillain: insomnia. The only thing that helps her sleep when things get this bad is the deep, soothing voice of puzzle-obsessed live streamer Gustave Nguyen. The problem? His archive has been deleted.

After a divorce and a thousand-mile move, Dr. Sloan Copeland and her twin daughters are finally getting the hang of their life in Los Angeles. When their live-in nanny bails with no warning, Sloan is left scrambling to find a competent caretaker to wrangle her smart, sensitive girls. Nothing less will do. Enter Rafe Whitcomb. He's all of those things, not to mention good-natured and one heck of a whiz in the kitchen. It doesn't take long for the Copelands to invite Rafe into their home, and just as quickly, both Sloan and Rafe find themselves succumbing to a heady mutual attraction.

If you had any ties to Marbella, it was impossible for you not to have heard the stories about Prince Elias and his debauchery. Every summer he arrived with his security detail and friends in tow and rented out a row of cottages near the water. Cottages that belonged to my family. Each of those summers, my parents sent me away - summer camp and later, boarding school. Anything to keep me away from the royals and their partying. I hadn’t been home in years, but when I finally come back for the summer, I see that not much has changed.

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.

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.

Nora has spent years trying to outrun her past—escaping the shadows of a relationship that left her broken, wary, and unsure of her worth. Love was never safe. Desire came with a cost. And trust? That was something she swore she would never give freely again. Until billionaire Mr. Hassan, a man of quiet power and unwavering control. Sayid has been watching over Nora long before she ever knew his name. Protecting and providing for her from afar, letting her heal on her own terms. He never interfered. Never imposed. Never demanded more than she was willing to give.

Heartbroken over a devastating loss, Ella is fairly certain that personal happiness just isn't in her future. Everything changes when she meets Wyatt, a sexy beer crafter who, against her will, shakes her out of her stagnant existence and awakens feelings in her that she thought were long dead and it scares the hell out of her. So she decides that it's the perfect time to leave New York City and return to her home in the Pacific Northwest to finally fulfill a lifelong dream of owning and operating her own hotel and evade his advances.

I know three things about my neighbor, Adam. One: He likes to play his guitar on his balcony, often in his underwear. Two: He enthusiastically embraces the rock star lifestyle. Three: He must never, ever exist outside of the Friend Zone. The problem with number three is that over the last year, he’s become my everything. Adam’s the best friend I’ve ever had. The one who pushes me to follow dreams I’d written off as impossible. We have strict lines that we don’t cross. Even when we blur them on occasion by playing you can look but you can’t touch, the lines are always there.

They said I deserved the monster’s wrath…and they were right. I’m the traitor and the villain in my own story. When I walked away from the Armanelli Family, I broke the oath that bound me to them. By blood, I now belong to the enemy. I'll inherit billions and solidify alliances where no one else can. By love, I still belong to Rome: the underboss of the Italian mob. Every time I see him, he glares at me with indecisiveness, like he wants to stand beside me but also rip me apart. The twisted part of me yearns for him to do both.

The son of the most dangerous Kingpin in Mexico. The heir to the throne. The man that individuals fear the most, next to my father. According to my father those are things that I should be proud of. I should be proud of my heritage and wear it on my back with honor. I’ll honor my heritage but I will not honor the path that is set out for me. The life that my father lives is not for me. I will do anything in my power to walk away from that life, and that apparently includes getting married in Vegas after a night of drinking.

When Nia Nash got involved with Drake Paradise, heir to the Paradise Construction empire, she never thought she'd end up raising their son alone. Hurt and furious, she's spent four years trying to forget everything about him. From the way his piercing blue eyes would follow her every move to the way he set her body on fire with only one kiss. Drake Paradise not only broke her heart, but he changed the course of her life forever.

Haelyn Ross is barely keeping it together. With her family shattered and financial struggles mounting, she's hesitant when a promising match on a dating app encourages her to apply for a job at Graves Automobile. By some twist of fate, Haelyn lands the job as assistant to the CEO, Tristan Graves. His cold, brooding demeanor should keep her at a distance, but there's a white-hot spark between them that she can't seem to smother.

For LA chef Daisy Hogan, this trip to Venice is the start of her new life—inspiration for her California restaurant, saying yes to stability and basically fulfilling all her dad’s dreams. But then the trip goes sideways, and she’s left in the most romantic city in the world with her best friend, Jeremy. He’s stable, reliable. If she wants to salvage the future she planned, maybe she should fall for her friend? So they agree to a friends-to-lovers project. What could go wrong?