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Grumpy bad-boy tattoo artist, Conor Mac Haol, doesn't trust anyone. Least of all the new girl apprenticing at his beloved Dublin Ink. She is way too pretty and way, way too young. Coming from a broken home, Aurnia has had to grow up faster than most girls. She doesn't need anyone telling her what to do. Least of all Conor, her new (very hot, very muscled, very tattooed, and very, very rude) boss who obviously hates her. But Aurnia's troubles remind Conor too much of his dark past. He becomes obsessed with keeping her safe. Keeping her protected.

I was the first to ever taste her, and I will wipe out any other man who touches her or my unborn heir. I'm the ruthless heir of New York's most powerful Mafia Don. And she's just the innocent daughter of our savage nemesis, thirsty for my father's blood. All she ever wanted was out of the mafia world. Instead, she landed in the arms of the most dangerous mafia beast out there… me. I mercilessly claimed every drop of her virtue, savoring every inch… I made her submit to my every command, begging me for more with every moan.

“I told you not to fall in love with me.” Not exactly what you say to the man who makes your blood heat like a perfect mug of hot cocoa. Then again, I’m not making great decisions lately. First bad decision: quit my job and hide at my family’s orchard while I get my ish together. And since I’m jobless, I couldn’t exactly say no to working at the Christmas Tree Farm attached to the orchard. Too bad the enigmatic owner of the establishment is far too tempting to resist. That brings us to my second bad decision: I sort of fell into bed with my new boss.

I'm not a player—no one can compare to the fiery showgirl I left behind in Vegas. So when she shows up claiming to be my wife, I know it's our second chance even if she doesn't want anything from me except a divorce. There's only one thing a husband can do… blackmail. She's going to live with me, sleep in my bed, and be my wife for 30 days.

What happens when a Daddy's girl grows up to be crowned the first female underboss of the mafia? What an excellent question. Thank you so much for asking. No, seriously, I've been waiting twenty years to be able to answer this. Trust me, being hidden away in another country with a nanny, a groundskeeper, his son (my ex-best friend), and the wicked witch of the west—a.k.a. my stepmother. I'm dying to spill the tea.

Archer Jones is a tall, gorgeous man with a killer smile. When we kissed at our friends’ wedding last year, we agreed it was a mistake. We’re friends. Nothing more. Until he walks me to my flower shop’s front door—and we discover a body. The villainess who’s been terrorizing our town for the past five years is lying cold on my business’s floor…and the murder weapon happens to belong to Archer.

I love my trucking route, being able to see the country and get paid for it. But when a freak blizzard strands me in Rock Springs with a good friend and her family, I start to see a different life. The hot cowboy ranch hand doesn’t hurt either.

Once upon a time, I had a crush on Damien Cardenas. I stalked him into a private club. And then I had a ménage with him and his best friend, Julian. It was unexpectedly great. I thought we had something, the three of us. Chemistry. Passion. The kind of connection that doesn’t come along every day. Then, the morning after, Damien got me fired.

Sexy hockey sensation Tyler Brooks has wagered he can turn any fling into a fiancé before the season's end. Joke’s on him. The man’s about to be body-checked by reality. What he doesn’t know is that he’s the main character in my icy exposé on how to resist men exactly like him. All in the name of investigative journalism. Think of my not-so-undercover power play, to infiltrate the world of the city's most charming and puckish hockey heartthrob, as a public service. With steamy perks. Yet as our game intensifies, so does the tension between us.

When Marialena Rossi sauntered into my life and destroyed my plans, little did she know what she was getting into. Who I am. The consequences.

Run, he whispered in my ear. While you still can. I walked into a club called Ruin and found it - and him - when he bent me over the piano he was playing. I did as he said, but not until after he’d decimated me in the filthiest way possible. I loved every second. That one, and the ones that came years later. When he sang with me against his will, although the words burned and the scar tissue left him raw. But someone is watching us. And our stalker isn’t content to stay on the sidelines any longer. The curtain is about to rise. Win, lose...or die.

McKenna Byrne is fire. Hot-tempered. Passionate. All-consuming. She seared my soul from our very first kiss. Once, she wanted a chance at independence. A life away from the Clan. Then danger threw us back together, And when McKenna and I collide we ignite.

Hunter Driesse and Eric Kane aren’t my type. They’re too dominant. Too demanding. Too sinfully tempting. They are not the men I want. Until the night of the dare. When I discover that Hunter and Eric are—shockingly—the men I need.

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.

Aisling has every reason in the world to like her life as it is: away from the shifter community. Tucked in her little corner of the world, she sees no reason to get involved in the drama of the ever warring packs, until trouble knocks at her door. Trouble wrapped in a delicious package her cat wants to claw. Raygan didn't know what he expected when he moved his pride to the loner's territory; maybe having to deal with a criminal, or someone in hiding. Instead, he found a fiercely protective, insanely attractive lunatic with secrets he wants to unravel.

Marlon St. James wants only one thing: to be left alone. He has a house, a successful private security business, and endless peace and quiet. Things are exactly as they should be. Until Camilla.

How much are you willing to trust a liar? Years ago, Brax Kent shattered every piece of me. A long time passed before I got through a day without shedding a tear. Hate was the only thing that pushed me through. Years later, who turns up to be my next door neighbor? Yep, you guessed it. The man I despise with every ounce of my being. They say revenge is best served cold. My revenge ends up being quite heated. But even that doesn't deter him. And now he wants me back. With flowery words and sworn oaths full of apologies, the asshole I remember is gone.

The vampires are at war, and I’m caught in the middle. I thought nothing could surpass my desire for Nic’s dark, dangerous charms, but with my father dead from the fangs of our enemy, everything has changed. I’m consumed with the need to seek vengeance. Suddenly, I realize what I must do. I ask Nic to change me. He forbids it. He tells me the change must be made for the right reason. For love. And avenging my father isn’t the right reason.

Once there was a boy, with messy blond hair, vibrant blue eyes, and the most dazzling smile, who helped to mend all the dark, broken pieces inside me. Ryder made a bad situation better. Falling for him wasn’t just inevitable — it was the stars aligning and our souls connecting at the deepest level. Plans were made, and for the first time ever, I had hope. I believed in the future we were going to build together.

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?