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Her mom robbed my dad of his job. Destroyed his life. Now I have to look at her every day. The girl next door. A human. A hot little nerd. She doesn’t belong here - not in Wolf Ridge, not at our high school, definitely not in my life. She doesn’t know what I am. Which makes it all the easier to take revenge. I will bring her to her knees. Pierce her heart. Make her bleed. For me. All for me.

With an empty nest and divorce in hand, Rona decides it's time to explore the fantasies that nourished her through a long, tedious marriage to a man whose idea of outrageous sex was leaving the lights on. At the top of her fantasy list is touring Dark Haven, the BDSM club, but she isn't prepared for the effect of a powerful Dom. When Master Simon takes control and introduces her to toys and sensations she's never felt before, she realizes he could fulfil every fantasy on her list all by himself.

Tall, rugged, and focused on destroying my family, Brody O'Connor's the one person I need to avoid. He seduced me on purpose, and now I’m paying the consequences.

Travis Bryant, known in the biker world as "Curly", spent 13 hard years behind bars for a heinous crime he didn’t commit. When the truth finally sets him free, nothing remains of his previous life. Curly doesn’t know how to live without the brotherhood of a club. After visiting the Hell’s Handler’s MC, he’s given the go-ahead to open a charter in his home state. Claiming an ol’ lady is the furthest thing from his mind until he meets Brooke, the beautiful, hardheaded, dog trainer bent on ending a violent dog-fighting ring near her home.

When Cristiano Grigori came for me, he didn’t come alone. He brought his army to kill the soldiers at my door and took me for himself. He put his ring on my finger and marked me as mafia property. His property. Cristiano is my enemy. He’s also the only man with whom I’ve ever felt safe. Protected. But I have to remember that he married me with one purpose in mind—revenge. I would be the bridge to his real enemies. I can’t let myself forget that he isn’t the hero of this story. His hands are covered in blood. I saw that with my own eyes.

He's my best friend's brother. He's off limits. But when I find the brooding tattoo artist's sketchbook full of dirty drawings - drawings of me - I can't resist.

USA Today best-selling author Jane Henry delivers a high-stakes, gritty story of forbidden romance, devastation, and taboo love that knows no bounds. She's barely legal. Under my protection. Fully off-limits. But all mine.

Diesel, the MC’s Sergeant at Arms and enforcer, is tasked with not only keeping the club’s property and its members safe but also taking care of “business” when needed. His motto, “live free, die free”, means he sees most women as nags and clingers, and he wants none of that. The last thing he needs is to have one sitting on the back of his bike and trying to dictate his life. Unlike the other DAMC women, Jewel wants to be an ol’ lady. Being born and raised within the club, her goal is to earn her place on back of a brother’s bike. But not just anyone’s.

Emma Kane is my new roommate. My very off-limits roommate. My gorgeous, sassy, hot-as-hell roommate. I try to keep my distance. To ignore her soft laugh, her intense eyes, her sweet smile. And that groan, the one she makes over her morning coffee - alright, the feisty college student is driving me out of my mind. I can still keep my hands off her. I double down on my rules. Draw that line between friends and lovers. Then she presses her red lips to mine. And, suddenly, it’s obvious. There’s no way in hell I can resist her.

Skye is my best friend. I trust her with my life. So, when she asks me to play her boyfriend, I say, "Hell, no!" Love screws everything up. And I’m not about to lose the only person who gets me. But Skye is determined. She’s bringing a fake boyfriend to her cousin’s wedding, with or without me. No way am I letting some other guy hold her, touch her, kiss her. It has to be me. It’s strange, smiling like I’m madly in love.

That’s the mantra I’m repeating when a well-equipped biker pulls over to save me. One glance at the scowl Crawford Doxe is wearing proves he isn’t impressed with the task. My efforts to change his mind deflate faster than the shredded tire at our feet. But disgruntled or not, my so-called hero still agrees to fix my flat.

A baby in a basket left on a doorstep is such a clichè...It’s also my life. I carry a gun and a badge and help keep order in small town Crescent Cove. What I don’t do? Change diapers. Sing songs about sharks. Or...ask for help. But my best friend, Gina Ramos, knows I’m in over my head. She’s the only one keeping me sane. And playing house with her is starting to feel way too real. And get way too hot. Because the biggest thing I don’t want to do? Is to lose my best friend...or find out my little girl isn’t really mine.

I’m the one who isn’t pregnant. Yet.... Expanding my successful café was a no-brainer. Sleeping with the contractor? Well, mix some hormones, excellent coffee, and the romantic atmosphere of the movie Halloween, and naked stuff happens. Yeah, Gideon is smokin’ hot, as shown by the photos from that pesky camera crew that’s suddenly following us around. Say what? Because surprise - he’s a single father, and now he’s the most eligible one in Crescent Cove. Every horny woman in our small town wants a go at his tool...belt.

Whispers of the Locke brothers fill the town, facts and reality twisted to fit what these motherf--kers believe they know about us. That we’re sadistic bastards, incapable of any real emotions or fear. Maybe they’re not wrong about that. That is, until I set my sights on Kadence King, getting just as drawn to her as I am the darkness. It’s the first time I’ve felt anything in a long time. But would she really be scared knowing the depth, the lengths I go with my brothers to make any f--ker who crosses us pay?

I’m that guy. Camilla Landry rustles against me, the silky fabric of her overpriced lingerie slipping along my bruised rib. The porcelain perfection of her skin is even more innocent against the colorful ink dotting my own. It’s demure meets damaged, pampered meets punctured.

My father tried to kill me. Yet in the same moment the blade met my throat, the rot beneath Alfemir's carefully constructed front was laid bare for all to see. With Alfemir liberated, the upper triads' silent, watchful gaze now lingers over every spark of hope we've dared to ignite. It's only a matter of time until history repeats itself—they will come to snuff out our rebellion.

This hot, over-the-top romance includes sexy professors with a penchant for pursuing and protecting the college coeds who give them a run for their money. If you love outrageously naughty stories as a way to indulge your not-so-secret bad girl side, this story is for you.

Fate paired me with the one she-wolf I could never trust. Five years ago, my beautiful neighbor Carlotta betrayed me. My family was destroyed. Because of her, the pack banished my father, relegating me and my mom with a lowered status, barely able to scrape by. Carlotta left town before I found out why she did it. Before I had the chance to make her pay. But now she’s back. She hasn’t changed much, but I have. I’m twice her size now. Far more dominant. And I just discovered she belongs to me.

Violet Valentine has had enough of tattooed bad boys for one lifetime. Sure, nice guys don't set her on fire the way her ex Ethan did. They don't have his piercing blue eyes, or his bright smile, or his skilled hands. They don't serenade her with her favorite songs. Or make her laugh until her sides ache. Or make her feel so good she could die. None of that matters. Ethan isn't breaking her heart again. No one is.

He kidnapped me for vengeance against my husband. The husband I’ve never loved. The cruel man my father forced me to marry to teach me a lesson.