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I’m a workaholic and proud of it. I’ve accomplished everything on my 10-year plan, except getting married before turning 30. The problem is, I don’t believe in romance or true love anymore - but my biological clock is screaming at me. I probably shouldn’t have accepted an arranged marriage proposal, but I did, and I boarded a plane to Argentina to meet my future husband. Fate, however, had other plans.

Nash Harris is a man on the verge of getting everything he’s dreamed of. Everything he’s worked for. Everything he’s ever wanted. There’s only one thing standing between him and a million barrels of crude oil. A sexy, smart, mouthwatering woman.

Rodrigo makes a deal with his last breath. He becomes a prison for a dark god in exchange for his immortality. It’s the only way he will see her again once he’s gained control. Ana is a psychic. Her abilities lead her to the United States after the love of her life dies at the hand of a robber on the streets of Brazil. Heartbroken and torn open, she heals by helping others. Everything is going well until she loses her powers. Now, back in Brazil, Ana tries to connect with her roots and amend the relationship with her grandmother, Maria Rosa.

Falling out of a tree at the feet of a naked woman is not Nobel Lyon’s usual MO. He’s more the invisible man type. A name given to him in childhood. The observer. The logical thinker. A man who loves solitude. But the sexy mountain woman fishing on his property changed everything.

Dean McCormick: Everything in my life is big from my penthouse to my ego, and I always get what I want. So when a mystery woman at a masquerade party leaves me with only her phone number, I’m annoyed - and intrigued. Mia is as smart as she is sexy, and she challenges my dominance in ways no one else has dared. But she’s also been lying to me, and a scandal from her past threatens my lucrative deal with the legendary Dex Truitt. I made a mistake letting her in. I might love her, but I can’t risk trusting her.

All I had to do was steal a diamond necklace, and I’d be brought into the Hermosa Beach Crime Syndicate’s inner circle. My brother’s murder would not go unpunished. Pull off one heist, and I would be one step closer to bringing down his killers. The problem is someone else wants my spot on the crew. This dangerously sexy and infuriating man is in my way, threatening my chance to avenge my family. And he’s also a distraction I don’t need. Lincoln is smug and cocksure of himself, and I’m falling for him.

I’m a city girl - born and raised. My plans for the future include a towering high-rise that overlooks the hustle and bustle. Living in farm country? That possibility never had a place on my bucket list. Until now. Enter Reeve Colton - local bachelor and shameless flirt.

Ben is having a difficult week. After five whole years of “drinking from Mommy’s boobies”, he suddenly has to step aside for his new baby sister, Beatrice, who may or may not be human. Mommy says he has to “support her appearance no matter how humiliating it is for us as family”, but that’s hard to do when your sister has branches for arms and legs.

I have been called arrogant. Ruthless. Heartless. I don't consider those characteristics to be insults. If I am arrogant, ruthless, and heartless, then people cower down. I make my own rules and call all the shots. I suppose that's why people opt to call me by my last name. Havoc. It's very fitting for me. I wreak havoc on anyone who gets in my way. Right now, that person is a beautiful redhead who refuses to play by my rules. Doesn't she know I'm the only one who's allowed to break them?

Trusting others means taking risks, and that’s hard for me to do. I mean, when your mother abandons you as a child, you’re left with scars. I’m not reckless. I’m not wild. I play by the rules. It’s safer that way. Or so I thought.... Catching my boyfriend cheating on me confirmed every reason I’d kept my heart guarded. But being kissed by a sexy-as-sin stranger in front of him proved how little I was in control. It was passionate, electric, and it rocked me to my core. He stole my breath but replaced it with anger. I stormed away without so much as a name exchange.

Years ago, he broke me. Now he’s back with a proposition. He needs a fake fiancée, and I’m the one he’s come to. Audacious - that’s how I would describe him. He was my first love, my first kiss, and my first heartbreak, from which I never truly healed. Kane was once the man of my dreams, on paper - strong, handsome, and a complete charmer. But the problem is, he has never given a damn about anyone but himself. I’ve never witnessed a desperate man until Kane knocked on my door with literally the proposal of a lifetime.

Did I break into an animal shelter? Yes. Should it be a crime? Absolutely not. After all, I’m just trying to save these darling kittens from being sent to a lab for experiments. They deserve a loving home, and I intend to give them one. Well, that was the plan, but then I ran into some complications. Several of them. And they all have badges, guns, and handcuffs. So, off to jail I go, but I make my one phone call to the only man who can help me. Benton. I just hope he doesn’t tell my father what I’ve been up to.

Paris, heir to a vampire kingdom he has never claimed, is adrift on earth and in the Underworld. The bounty on his head keeps him on the run. When he realizes the woman whose death haunts his dreams could be alive, he will risk everything just to touch Helen again. But her past can't be erased, and neither can her old enemy - a demon who will destroy worlds just to possess her.

When I see Father Niall standing on the steps of his church, his open smile and welcoming arms are just what I need. Even though I’m not a Catholic, I attend his services and soak in the sound of his voice, the warmth in his eyes. I don’t think he notices me. Until one day, he does. And then I confess to him about the ache I feel every time I see him. Father Niall is merciful and helps me in every way I ask. But when he learns who I really am, his own dangerous past comes to light. Father Niall isn’t what he seems…but then again, neither am I.

Warning: Get ready to spend the holidays on the naughty list! These three steamy holiday novellas can be enjoyed alone or together. No cheating, and all the naughty ever after!

Thirty sexy eligible bachelors are competing for my hand, trying to prove their love for me in front of millions of people. I know most are fake and only here to advance their careers, but there are two who draw me to them like a moth to a flame. I feel so torn. Do I choose the one I’m falling in love with, or can I be happy settling for the safe bet? That should be an easy question. But I’m scared. He could destroy me, burn me to ash with his fire. And if I’m wrong about him, I don’t know if I’ll ever recover....

Investigative reporter Ellie Holmes has uncovered billionaire Devlin Saint’s dark and dangerous secrets, and he has both stripped away her protective armor and tamed the wildness within her. Bound by a shared past and the hope of a blissful future, they grow even closer, each exposing more of themselves as their love deepens. But now that Devlin’s true identity has been publicly revealed, old enemies appear, intent on destroying Devlin.

Stranded together in a snowstorm, a take-charge alpha and a tough-minded midwife will either work out their differences in a steamy collision or blow up both their worlds!

Going undercover to reveal naughty secrets was my dream job. A dangerous adventure—one that got me severely punished. He's not telling me what he plans to do with me. I should have fought him when he spanked me and then took me on my hands and knees. But I didn't, and now my only choice is total submission or face the shameful consequences I'm starting to crave. This time, I need to ignore my desire and escape. Then he tells me the only way off this island is as his wife.

In my twenties, I flew to Alaska determined to change the world. I returned home devastated, filled with fear and the kind of heartache it takes years to overcome. Now, sixteen years later, as I hurl through the sky on the wings of heartbreak and despair, I’m desperately trying to hold myself together. Not just because of why I’m flying back, but because I know he’ll be waiting.