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Chuck McArthur is a tall, dark, and handsome man who happens to love books as much as I do. He calls me Cookie, just like his gramps, and I’m more than eager for him to have a taste. Luckily for me, he likes a woman with some curves, and lucky for him, his dirty talk is quickly becoming my favorite sound.

I was born a few moments after midnight on January 1st. On my 21st birthday, my father throws me the most lavish New Year's Eve birthday party Baton Rouge has ever seen—then he tells me I'm a woman now, and that means I belong to a man he owes a blood debt.

I didn’t know true desire until the first time I laid eyes on him. Tall, dark, beautiful as a god—completely forbidden. He was the penniless son of the help born in the Lousiana bayou, and I was a pretty southern princess, cultivated like a hothouse flower to become the trophy on some well-pedigreed man’s arm.

In The Entrepreneurial Artist: Lessons from Highly Successful Creatives, Aaron Dworkin offers an engaging, practical guide to achieving artistic fulfillment, both personally and professionally. Based on the accomplishments of Shakespeare, Mozart, and several contemporary creatives, these lessons will help you realize your goal - no matter your medium. Dworkin personally interviewed Emmy-winning actor Jeff Daniels, Tony-award winning choreographer Bill T. Jones, Grammy award-winning musician Wynton Marsalis, and Pulitzer Prize winner Lin-Manuel Miranda, among others.

FLR stands for female-led relationship. These are relationships in which the woman and the man agree that she will be the dominant partner, while he will be the subservient one. There are plenty of ways to engage in this type of relationship for a fulfilling and adventurous lifestyle. Here are the details on what it means, its various aspects, and how to apply FLR principles to your own relationship.

Today, I broke that vow. In my defense...I never thought I’d see him again. But when my first night in NYC doesn’t go as planned, I find myself walking into his tattoo shop, the memory of our lost romance still singed on my skin. Brett Jackson is trouble. And I know it. I follow all the rules. He breaks them.He’s forbidden - all wrong for me. I just wish crossing the line with him didn’t feel so right.

She’s booked every weekend, and her name is quickly becoming well known in the area. So it comes as a shock when her booking agent slowly stops calling her. That is, until she runs into the musician who’s been stealing her gigs. She can’t deny he has a voice to die for and the body of a god, but neither helps the fact that his personality is pure poison. Their exchanges never fail to boil her blood, but it’s a game she starts to look forward to, and she’s determined not to back down first.

Small town, big dreams, a nightmare I never expected. I grew up with stars in my eyes and dreams beating a soft staccato in my heart. Career, marriage, then family. I knew what I wanted. How I wanted it. I never expected him. Mason Miller. Charming, arrogant, sadistic. He ruined everything. He ruined me

I've decided to have a baby. The only problem? I'm as single as they come. I jokingly make a list of possible baby daddies. The problem? My best friend White finds the list … and his name is at the top. My incredibly hot, best buddy, never-going-to-settle-down best friend. He's telling me he won't let anyone else near me. He's out to prove he's the only man for the job. I should say no. But I’m not going to.

Lucy Benton, daughter of the Pack Benton wolf alpha, knows there’s only one man for her. Beau. He’s gentle and strong, and she just can’t seem to stay away from him. Training horses at his ranch was her way to get his attention, but it’s been two years and nothing has happened between them. What is going on?

When a hostage rescue mission intended to save innocent lives takes a devastating turn, Hayes, a Guardian Hostage Rescue Specialist, leaps into action and plunges headlong into danger to save Rosalie. He must summon all of his Navy SEAL training as his experience and skill are put to the test as he leads Rosalie on a daring rescue through the jungles of Nicaragua.

That should be a good thing, right? Eggnog and Christmas carols. Mistletoe and family. Except my dad broke his leg hanging the family wreath. My brothers are at war over taking proper care of Dad. Oh, and I just found out our family business, the Kringle Inn, is failing!

K-9 officer Ethan Finnick’s investigation into a cold case disappearance takes a dangerous turn when the missing man’s wife is attacked—and an abandoned baby is found on her property. Now Ethan must team up with Casey Thompson to safeguard the infant from kidnappers and find out the truth about her presumed-dead husband. But as the danger escalates, they realize that a hidden killer lurks in Casey’s small town, ready to protect deadly secrets at any cost…

Pushing Lucy Remington's buttons is my favorite pastime and has been since we were kids. Watching as her brilliant blue eyes darken in anger when I mockingly call her Princess—even though she is one—fills me with immense satisfaction. She's the last woman on Earth I would want to take as my wife, yet that's exactly what her grandfather—my King—asks of me.

When it comes to my name, everyone thinks that they know who I am. To some people, I'm the billionaire that just got named CEO of his family's company and has all the money in the world. To others, I'm the guy that opened up his home to his brother's children and raised them as his own. What they don't know is while I am those things, I'm also something else. Something darker. Something more corrupt and I will stop at nothing to get my hands on what I want.

I'm not like most women. I don't have fantasies of finding the perfect man and settling down to have two point five children. My job is my baby. My dream position is so close I can taste it, but the rug is pulled out from beneath me when I find out there's a catch: they want the role filled by someone who is married. Liam Remington is my best friend, Natalie's, brother-in-law with a hero complex. We've both been living with her for the past three years, helping to raise her four small children after she fled an abusive marriage.

Zane thought inheriting a house in Paradise Falls would be the fresh start he needed. And his new job at Snaxtime, a popular fast-food chain, seemed totally cool. But when he and his coworkers, Star and Dexter, find an old book filled with strange recipes, they accidentally cook up an ancient succubus with a taste for male flesh. Now, she's on the loose and wreaking havoc on the town!

Throughout their eight-year marriage, U.S. Air Force Captain Liam “Dash” Christiansen and his wife, Sunita, stayed strong through long separations. However Sunny’s new job as a high-profile legal advisor puts a severe strain on their enduring bond. Her abrupt announcement that she wants a divorce is like a missile to Dash’s gut—but her confession that she’s met another man is what unleashes his shocking passion. Sunny is surprised and nearly repulsed by her body’s reaction to Dash’s animalistic attempt at complete possession. That doesn’t stop her from craving more.

"What I want you to do, Isabella, is find out what his real name is..." Those were the words spoken to me when I sat down to learn about my final grade in college. They not only shocked me, but changed the trajectory of my life. Shadows Sampson has always been bigger than life on the campus of our college. Most of the time it seems as if he's older than the rest of us. Like he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. When I get close? I find out there's more to it than I ever bargained for.

God of the Sea? Not anymore. Mount Olympus is closed for business. Fine by me. I’ve got a sweet mountaintop hideaway, a vintage bike that roars louder than Apollo on his best day, and I’m vice president of the Gods of Thunder MC. All the heartache and frustration I had to deal with as one of the Gods? Gone. Don’t miss it one bit. Most of the time. I got low. Okay? Whiskey’s great and all. But it doesn’t hold a candle to Dionysius’ wine. Which is also gone. That’s why I was standing at the edge of the cliff staring down at the surf.