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Being a romance writer means drawing inspiration from many things, and when I met Dallin, I knew I had the perfect muse. He was everything women read about—tall, tattooed, and irresistibly delicious. Oh, did I mention successful too? He swept me off my feet and right into his bedroom where he awakened things in me, I had only ever written about. He was the bad boy who rode a motorcycle, and I was the good girl next door, yet together we were perfect. Or so I thought. Dallin wants to share me.

He thinks they’ve broken me. He thinks I’m nothing but an empty shell, ready to be molded into their perfect soldier, his perfect wife, a damaged plaything. He might be right. I’ve never been so exhausted, beaten down, and wary. I’m so close to giving up, so close to accepting my defeat and twisted fate. The darkness is quickly closing in around me, but a sliver of light appears when I read the note from my brother and my guys.

Let me tell the story of how I fell in love with a woman who had no idea that we were even dating. The ridiculousness started when she stole my beer, and trust me, my grumpy self doesn’t normally share. But somehow, Avery Wilson is the exception to every one of my many rules. Unfortunately, I’m not hers. Not only is she the daughter of the Rev’s coach who hates me, she’s also sworn off dating for the year.

Three hot couples. Six naughty gifts. One superyacht cruise. What could go oh so right?

Could you handle 10 MEN? I'm about to move in with the McGregor brothers; ten of the most gorgeous men in the Northern Hemisphere. Ten! Yeah, I said ten. They're the sons of my mom's boyfriend who is the owner of the largest property development company in the state. I google them. Of course, I do. And I drool on my computer. I'm not ashamed to admit it. If you saw them, you would too. But then I pull myself together. They're going to be my stepbrothers so lusting after their chiseled abs and sexy faces is just flat out wrong. But I can't help myself when I meet them.

In the summer of 1957, anxious to impress an admirer who had moved to Paris, while rebelling against her family, Gill Johnson, aged twenty-five, gave up her comfortable job at the National Gallery in London and travelled to Venice to take up a job teaching English to an aristocratic Italian family. Love from Venice is her vivid evocation of that summer, the last hurrah of the European Grand Tour, when the international jet set lit upon the city for their fun.

There are two kinds of women in the world - those I can bang, and those I can’t. My teammate’s sister? She’s a can’t. I moved in with her to protect her from a nasty ex, not to be the next guy in line. She’s the brains. I’m the brawn. She’s the fruit. I’m the sausage. She talks too much. I don’t talk at all, if I don’t have to. Should be easy to resist her.

It started on a dance floor after too much tequila, and ended with looking into the handsome face I never thought I’d see again.... In person, at least. I saw his face all the time on magazine covers. To the world, he’s Parker Callahan — famous rockstar. To me, he was the boy I loved; the stepbrother who left me behind to follow his dreams.In person, at least. I saw his face all the time on magazine covers. To the world, he’s Parker Callahan — famous rockstar. To me, he was the boy I loved; the stepbrother who left me behind to follow his dreams.

She's the definition of lost. Doesn't know her name? Check. Cruelly beaten within an inch of her life? Check. No memory of anything that's happened since she woke up from that beating? Check. Losing a child she doesn't remember conceiving? Check. She hasn't felt anything but lost in a very long time. Then an old biker tells her danger is on the horizon. He sends her to a man that she instantly feels a connection with. A bone deep connection.

I entered the game. He already chose me. If I go into that basement, I'll be prey. That's the game: twenty men hunting five women. Whoever catches me will claim me—right there on the floor—and I'll be his for thirty days and nights. No refusals. No limits. As a successful, focused professional, I have no business indulging in this dark fantasy. But I can’t resist. Not when he might be there. The man who fuels my most forbidden obsession.

I spent the night with a complete stranger. Now, he thinks I'm a puck bunny. So, imagine my shame when I find out he's my new boss and I'm moving into his guest house… as his son's nanny. Okay, just because Atlanta Fire's star center knows how to handle his stick doesn't mean I'm going to let him out of the penalty box. Sebastian Blue is a walking mistake in a hockey jersey. Sinful smirk? You bet. Dedicated single dad? Of course. Relationship phobic? Just my luck. But he's eager to become my knight in shining skates…

Love is my favorite thing in the world. The grand gestures, the butterflies, the happily ever after. I live for it all. The problem? My love life is a total disaster. No one ever measures up to my three best friends—Storm, Zayne, and Julius. They're perfect in every way...except for the tiny detail that they don't see me as anything more than a friend.

USA Today Bestseller Your presence is requested at romantic Twill Castle for the wedding of Miss Clio Whitmore and . . . and . . . ? After eight years of waiting for Piers Brandon, the wandering Marquess of Granville, to set a wedding date, Clio Whitmore has had enough. She's inherited a castle...

This major best-selling memoir of a poverty-stricken childhood in Liverpool is one of the most harrowing but uplifting books you will ever hear. When Helen Forrester's father went bankrupt in 1930, she and her six siblings were forced into utmost poverty and slum surroundings in Depression-ridden Liverpool. The running of the household and the care of the younger children all fell on 12-year-old Helen. Writing about her experiences later in life, Helen Forrester shed light on an almost forgotten part of life in Britain.

Being a firefighter means I work hard and can go all night. But hey, I've got plenty of fires to put out in my downtime, too. Fortunately I've got just the tool to do it. Size matters, ladies. I've got a big one...and I would have been happy to show you before a sassy, sexy brunette crash-landed in my life. Lola is quirky; she's talented; she's unbelievably gorgeous; and she's getting over the world's worst breakup. I've got two words for you: off limits.

Gage Black is my daughter's best friend's dad. He's emotionally unreadable, arrogant, and has been silently assessing me with those dark eyes since we met a year ago. I want nothing to do with him, but when our girls pull us into each other's lives, we're suddenly navigating shared logistics, school events, and far too many lingering glances.

Alys Fairweather has always loved the sea. So when her father gets the opportunity to build a city beneath the waves, she is the first in the submarine with him. She never expected to discover an entire species of merfolk living there. And she certainly didn't expect to find one of them so captivating. But the song of the waves is one she has never been able to deny, even when that temptation comes in the form of a battle-scarred merman.

Portia Hastings has spent her life rescuing her younger sister from one scrape or another. But this time, she has to step through time to do it, following Miranda from the 19th century to the 18th. Almost immediately, Portia is beset by highwaymen, which might be the most exciting thing to happen to her in a long time, even if she’d never admit it.

Crew Carlisle is enemy number one. He’s also my new boss. I need this internship as much as Crew needs an ego lobotomy. He’s arrogant, cocky, and annoyingly good looking. Our families have despised one another since long before I was born. The man loathes me, and he makes no effort to hide his contempt. But everything I thought I knew isn’t as it seems. And Crew isn’t who I thought he was. I’ve never fully given my heart away, and this is the last man that I should give it to. But walking away isn’t as easy as I expected.

The Honorable Miss Hattie Lethbridge is quite happy being a wallflower, thank you very much. She would far prefer to spend an evening curled up with her cat than whirling about a ballroom. When her brother’s scapegrace friend, the Duke of Montrose, proposes they marry, she is determined to refuse his suit.