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Charley Meadows has lost nearly everything she loves. Needing to calm her mind and get away from the heartache, Charley abandons the place she’s always called home. But she never expected to have her newfound peace disrupted by Wes Blackman. Snowboarder extraordinaire turned business owner, Wes has been putting in hours to keep his company as the industry leader in snowboard production. With a board launch on the horizon, Wes finds himself back on the mountain. What he hadn't expected to find was a mysterious girl with a battered heart.

I own an exclusive BDSM club for Hong Kong’s rich and powerful…And I knew he was trouble the second he walked in. Not just because he was the most handsome man I’d ever seen…But because I could sense a darkness in him. Despite the danger (or maybe because of it), I fell for him…Until I learned the terrible secret he’d kept from me. Now my life is at risk. Everything I’ve built could be destroyed. And worst of all, I’m about to lose him… forever.

I escaped a dark past. Barely dragging myself from the depths of hell. But when addiction sinks its claws into your soul, there are only two options—surrender and let it devour you, or wage the fight of your life. Out of the shadows, I found strength and resilience. What I didn’t expect was to find him.

I'm trailer trash in the slums of Carillon. Until I met him, the mysterious neighbor who speaks through handwritten notes. He never shows his face, only comes and goes late at night, and I'm drawn to him like a moth to a flame. I shouldn't want him. I don't need him. But when I close my eyes, he's all I see. He's my addiction. The secret I keep close to my heart. But sometimes, things aren't what they seem, and secrets don't stay secrets forever. And together, we're just two lost souls on the wrong side of heaven.

My enemy is the Apocalypse. Anonymous. Faceless. Shrouded in cloaks and deception. They are the true puppeteers of East Point, pulling the strings of their minions and controlling the masses of sheep. They're cowards hiding behind false identities and blank addresses. And guess who's still their number one plaything? Yep, that's me. When I came to East Point, I had one mission in mind: find the people responsible for killing my best friend. And boy, did I get more than I bargained for. Everything I've looked into twists and turns into dead ends. No one is who they say they are.

Daphne Morelli is trapped in a gilded cage. She fought to escape her family, only to be caught by a billionaire. Possessive. Commanding. And determined to keep her. Emerson LeBlanc wants to own the little painter. She's become more than his obsession. She's part of his collection now. Except she's more perceptive than he'd like. Her artist's eye sees the shadows in him. She paints his pain on stretched canvas. He's determined to own her. She's determined to escape. In the end, only one of them can truly be free.

Caleb Winters was a familiar name long before he deigned Landry High with his presence. It took me all of ten seconds to determine he's everything I'm not: charismatic, captivating, and celebrated. Unlike most of Landry, he doesn't shy away from my messy background. Or pretend I don't exist. He answers my caustic remarks with choice retorts of his own. Our notorious bickering aside, I don't have time for the town golden boy. I have actual problems. Challenges. Crushing responsibilities.

From USA Today best-selling author S.M. West comes a steamy enemies to lovers standalone romance about heart wrenching secrets, relentless evil, and new beginnings.

In this second installment of the Saddlebrook Falls series, Rhett Bennett is forced to white-knuckle new feelings he's definitely never had before for a girl he shouldn't care about while simultaneously trying to prove to his brothers he has his shit together.

Kidnapped by a boyfriend? Check. Held against her will by a serial killer? Check. Falling in love with her rescuer? Triple check. Lara thought her life was over, until her best friend showed up to save her with one of the most intriguing men she’d ever met. Owl is gentle, considerate, and he makes her feel safe. As time passes, Lara slowly begins to reclaim her life, thanks to the man who opened his heart and his home to a broken woman. But Owl doesn’t see her as damaged. He sees someone who’s gone through hell...and come out stronger on the other side.

I’ve been friends with Cooper Rice from the moment we met. He was just as famous a decade ago on our college campus as he is now being the star quarterback for the Chicago Grizzlies. But he’s not only talented on the field, he’s also the gorgeous football star women fawn over, posing in underwear and razor ads. Here’s a secret those women don’t know—Cooper Rice isn’t a playboy. He’s the kind of man who wants to settle down with a family. He’s content ordering pizza and massaging my feet after my long shift as an emergency room doctor. He listens to me.

I should run. Except Liam O'Malley isn't a choice. He's the air I breathe. Still, I wonder if I can really be queen of the O’Malleys - especially when I discover the truth about who I am. Anyone else in our shoes would make a different choice, but nothing with Liam is predictable. In our world, anything but strength gets you killed.

My family prepared me to fight. My best friend taught me loyalty. My husband showed me who I am. And now I’m caught between them all. The thing about secrets is that they always come out. The past is never gone. No one expected it to explode. I finally understand why my life led me here. I was the only one who could uncover the truth. And I’m damn sure I’m the only one who can prevent a war. Men have pushed me around my whole life. But I was built for this.... I am Mrs. Armani Bellanti.

Cybil is the queen of bad timing. First, her fiancé breaks up with her days before their wedding. Next, she’s stuck going on a couples retreat in the Montana wilderness alone. And worst of all, now she’s fighting a growing attraction to the wilderness retreat’s rugged owner, Tanner. Tanner has built his wilderness adventure service on a few key principles: never take unnecessary risks, never put anyone’s life in danger - and never, ever sleep with a client. The arrival of a beautiful new visitor, however, might mean bending the rules.

What happens when you make a pact with your boys to stay single and never fall in love? Well, you get the Playboy Pact. I was the playmaker. The one with the best moves, the best lines. I was the best at everything - and I mean, everything. There was no woman immune to my charm. To my looks. To my bed-hopping ways. It was supposed to be easy. A quick, fun, mind-blowing night where she screamed out my name in ecstasy. No feelings. No past. No strings attached. But I broke the rules.

She's always been his safe place to land. Jensen has shared a special bond with Tuck for as long as she can remember, their friendship a language that never needed words. But as life threw her one curveball after another, that secret language turned to stony silence. He's always been her protector. Tuck has looked out for Jensen since the day she was born. As his best friend's little sister, he's tried to keep her firmly in the family category. But she's always been more.

Technically, I'm not a stripper. As a cage dancer, I don't take all my clothes off, and no one gets to touch me. I'm just the eye candy. And I can feel their eyes on me. I know they're watching, but I don't do this for them. This is my time. My life may not have turned out the way I thought it would, but I'm not complaining. From 9 p.m. to 1 a.m. several days a week, I get paid to feel sexy, to feel desired, to do what I love. I always knew I wanted to be a dancer - I just didn't realize I'd be doing it in a cage.

I've hated Landen Hollis for the past eleven years. It's no secret to anyone around us that I don't like him, but no one knows why. I can't tell them or I'd risk my pro barrel racing career that I love. Being at the top of my game and on the way to winning it all, he's the last person I need interfering. It's bad enough that he's one of my trainers and unavoidable, but he relentlessly seeks me out and pushes my buttons.

My ex-boss stole my million-dollar concept—and then fired me. So I go back, grab what’s mine, and make an escape. With security guards on my heels, I dive headfirst into Walker Drummond’s limo. Literally. Billionaire. Single father. The kind of man whose attention feels dangerous in all the right ways. When I confess, he doesn’t throw me out. Instead he makes me an offer: be his date, and he’ll consider my pitch.

He's That Guy. You know, the hero in almost every romance novel. The super-rich, powerful CEO who is beyond sexy. Lives in a penthouse. Is wicked in bed. Has massive.... feet. Is kind of a jerk, but really he's not because he harbors some major secret that, once revealed, explains why he is the way he is - therefore completely redeeming himself and making all the listeners who hated to love him swoon....