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There are eight million stories in the City of Angels but only one man can stumble upon the body of a former client while being chased by a pair of Dobermans and a deranged psycho dressed as a sheep. That man is Cole McGinnis. Since his last life-threatening case years ago, McGinnis has married the love of his life, Jae-Min Kim, consulted for the LAPD, and investigated cases as a private detective for hire. Yet nothing could have prepared him for the shocking discovery of a dead, grandmotherly woman at his feet and the cascade of murders that follows.

Delaney Lewis is desperate for her freedom. From her controlling mother and the man she left standing at the altar. Her best friend is more than happy to help her escape and sets Delaney up at her soon to be brother-in-law's house while he's out of town, confident that when David comes home—he'll do whatever it takes to keep Delaney safe from her crazy family.

To her quaint New England community, she's the sweet owner of Annie's Pies, but the world knows Annie Smith as someone else entirely. When the threat moves closer to home, Annie must choose between life as she knows it or the unknown. Miles Zhou is no stranger to a fight. A decade in the ring as an MMA fighter taught him a thing or two about adversity—and how to take down a threat quickly and quietly. He's the perfect addition to the executive protection team. Playing bodyguard to a small-town baker shouldn't be a difficult job, but Annie Smith isn't sugar and spice and everything nice.

I chased after a monster, and now I’m not sure I’ll survive his wrath. Gavril Nitkin is renowned for his dark and depraved ways. After years of crushing on the hot, sadistic, and intimidating professor, I finally try to reel him in. Big mistake. The man isn’t human, he’s a beast. And now I’ve got his attention, he won’t leave me alone. He’s mean, tortured, wicked, and possibly insane. There’s a change in the way he looks at me. He looks at me with a simmering inferno burning in those unique hazel eyes.

Nothing is for free when it comes to demons. Gwendolyn LaRoux finds this out the hard way when she summons Laish, a minor demon from the Shadow Lands, to help her cook up a little black magic. Unfortunately black magic has a way of growing, and soon Gwendolyn finds herself drowning in darkness. But when a creature from the Abyss enters our world and threatens her beloved grandmother, Gwendolyn has to admit she needs help - which means summoning the infuriating Laish.

No-nonsense executive Naomi Reyes can't believe she let her boss manipulate her into babysitting Donovan Taylor, the most insufferable creative director of all time. Worse, she'll be trapped on a private island with him, while a bevy of gorgeous models vie for a coveted chance to grace the cover of M-Class Magazine's inaugural Swimsuit Edition - and, if the office rumors are true, an equally coveted place in Donovan's bed.

Shay Eastwood is the object of the world's fantasies. She occupies every magazine cover and television screen. And I have one job: Protect her with my life. It doesn't matter that she occupies my every thought. There are too many reasons why she can't be mine: I'm too old for her, I'm all she has left. My only job is to keep her safe.

I signed my life away to a filthy bratva boss, a beast I can never hope to tame, a man who wants to control every inch of my body and soul. What choice did I have? I was cast out of my family and traded to a mafia boss I barely even knew. Now, he's my possessive husband.

Being an indie romance author was supposed to be a dream come true. But after publishing umpteen books, I still haven't "made it," and now, I'm just waiting for the dark cloak of insignificance to completely snuff out my career. I decide to roll the dice on a marketing guru who swears he can yank me out of obscurity. But after a frantic search for "book boyfriend material" and an unexpected bar encounter, I accidentally blow my entire budget on an escort.

When my eyes are closed, the monster can't see me. When I sing a song in my head, the monster can't hear me. When I pretend my bedroom is a playground where I play hide-and-seek, the monster can't find me. The darkness should frighten me. I should worry I'll find more monsters...monsters scarier than him. But I'm not afraid.

I made a conscious decision to cheat on my husband. Now, before you judge me, hear my story. Hear how much I'm like you, how similar my thoughts are to your own. Yes, I'm a horrible person. Yes, I've done horrible things. Yes, I don't deserve forgiveness. Yes, bad things happened because of my actions. But I'm willing to bet I've done things that maybe, just maybe, you have thought of doing. Maybe, just maybe, you're not as innocent as you'd like to think. Or maybe I'm not so guilty....

My football player ex cheated on me, so the last thing I need is to fall for another quarterback. Especially when he’s still mourning his baby mama who tragically passed away. After I accidentally plow my car into Nick Silva’s bumper, I can’t blame him for not hiring me to be his daughter’s nanny, but I’m still salty about it. I need the money to go on a trip of a lifetime, one my ex didn’t want me to take. The worst part is Nick just moved in next door.

Jacob Esera, star rugby player and young single father, has worked hard to create a joyous life for his daughter. After the death of his childhood sweetheart soon after their daughter's birth, all Jake wants is safety and stability. No risks. No wild chances. As a lonely teenager, Juliet embraced her bad-girl reputation as a shield against rejection. Years later, having kicked a cheating sports-star ex to the curb, she has a prestigious job and loyal friends. The last thing she expects is the fire that ignites between her and the stuffed-shirt golden boy who once loved her best friend.

You might be asking yourself how a guy like me ended up on a fashion reality TV show. You may also be asking why I agreed to be a designer’s apprentice with no intelligible sewing skills. Cake. Delicious, fluffy, flour-laden, sugary cake—the beginning of my downfall. If it weren’t for that cake, I’d have never bribed Mai Sakamoto for more. We’d have never developed a friendship. I wouldn’t know of her dreams to become a fashion designer. And I’d sure as hell would never have ended up on a reality TV show to help her chase those dreams.

It started with one innocent look across a room in Paris. He was a lot older than me. A Roman god dressed in an Italian suit, surrounded by an aura I couldn’t resist. When I ran into him again, he effortlessly pulled me under his spell. But little did I know, a night full of carnal pleasure would cost me everything. When Enrico Marchetti wanted something, he didn’t just take it. He possessed it. Now, his sights were set on me. There were secrets this man was keeping. They surrounded him, his dead wife, his children.

Sam - I was born in a lab, fostered out to humans, then tortured in a cage. Fate allowed me to escape, and I know why. To balance the scales of justice. Right the misdeeds of the harvesters. Nothing matters but taking down the man who made me what I am: A monster driven by revenge, whatever the cost. Then I meet Layne. She thinks I’m a hero. But she doesn’t understand...if I don’t follow this darkness to its end, it will consume me. Layne - I’ve spent my life in the lab, researching the cure for the disease that killed my mom. No late nights out, no dates.

Author of Act Like It and Pretty Face Lucy Parker returns readers to the West End, where it’s fireworks onstage and off in this sexy enemies-to-lovers showdown. “Funny, sexy, poignant, warm, intelligent— it’s the perfect summer read.”—All About Romance Once upon a time, circus artist...

A harmless kiss led to a fairy tale. Or so I thought. But unlike the happily-ever-afters you read about, my tale didn’t end with a wedding gown and roses. My fairy tale turned into a heartbreak. Inked in pain and sealed in tears. It almost cost me my life. And my family. He moved on as if nothing ever happened, while I was left to pick up the pieces. Now, he’s back and he wants me. To him, I’m a pawn to be used. Leverage. But I’m no longer his. I’m his brother’s betrothed.

The bratva put a gun in my hand at age thirteen. Gave me freedom, a sense of belonging, and the family I never had. There’s no way I’m going to let this slip of a woman harm my boss. No matter how beautiful she is.

I didn’t order the capture of the beautiful American she-wolf. I didn’t buy her from the traffickers. I didn’t even plan to claim her. But no male shifter could have withstood the test of a full moon and a locked room with Sedona, naked and shackled to the bed. I lost control, not only claiming her, but also marking her, and leaving her pregnant with my wolfpup.