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Men who betray the trust of the most powerful mafia kingpin in New York rarely live to make the same mistake a second time, but I'm not one of Antonio Volante's soldiers. I'm his wife. So I got his belt instead of a bullet. Even though I did what I did for the sake of someone dear to us both, my husband doesn't plan to let me keep my secrets any longer. That's why I'm bare and bound with my punished ass sore inside and out, begging desperately for the climax he's kept me on the edge of for so long.

Steele spent his high school years under the Friday night lights in Poteet, Texas. He went from hometown hero to jarhead in a matter of weeks, taking his best buddy, Abe, with him. After Abe died in combat, Steele quit the corps and became a member of the Four Horsemen MC, an alpha male outlaw biker club. Now his brother and best friend, Coyote, has been taken by a rival MC, and Steele fears the worst. To save his brother, he calls in Ashton Calhoun. She works as a security contractor and specializes in kicking asses and crossing off names.

Love on the fast track has been the definition of Harper and Deacon McCoy's relationship. In between studio sessions with Deacon's band, Oblivion, and building a new clientele for Harper's catering business, the newlyweds haven't had time to sleep, let alone have a honeymoon.

I thought Troy Tipton was just a nice guy with a gorgeous smile. Until I learned he was a fan-favorite NFL star quarterback. The same one gracing magazine covers with his irresistible dimples. The same one I mock on my show. When we start dating, the explosive chemistry we share is impossible to ignore. But can we keep our opposing careers from ruining what we have before we even begin?

I'm caught between two dominant daddies - best friends who compete at everything. Both Bear and Sawyer have muscles for days, but they want to know who’s better in bed. And they want me to judge. Their game, their rules, but I can play along. They call the shots, in and out of bed, and disobedience has delicious consequences. As the final round approaches and the stakes are raised, I’m hoping this isn’t just a game.

We all have secrets. Like the fact that I portray myself as a simple florist, living a mundane life. Which is a far stretch from reality. My family is rock-god royalty. My father an ‘80s icon, my siblings all celebrities in their own right. Then there’s me, Lyric Griffin, hiding in plain sight, trying to be everything I’m not. Along comes Eddie, someone to whom I find myself completely attracted. I’m simply Lyric to him, not a princess of rock. He’s gorgeous, a little cocky, and knows what he wants - me.

We were just friends. That’s how it had always been, and that’s how it would always be...if I had any self-control. Who said we had to stay in the friend zone? Apparently I did, for far too long. But the truth was, I didn’t think there was anything sexier than having blurred lines when it came to Stella. The girl I’d wanted for longer than I’d ever admit to anyone. My best friend. The smartest, prettiest girl I’d ever seen, ever known. I was the star quarterback, the most popular guy in high school, who could have had any girl he wanted.

The things I knew about her, the way I watched. It was all to protect her, all to know her. She liked her tea with milk and sugar - extra sweet - just like I knew her lips would be if I were to kiss her. I was desperate for her. She chewed on her pencil when she was concentrating, her little tongue coming out and moving along her bottom lip. I was hungry for her.

It happened without warning. My vampire heart began beating as her human one stilled and she slipped away. I didn't know her, but everything in me demanded I save her. She was my mate. I couldn't let her go. So, I turned her rather than let her die, and we've been fighting ever since. They say love at first sight is magic. But what happens when the one you're bound to for eternity wants nothing to do with you? Claire is nothing like the woman I thought would be my match. Now to convince her she belongs with me before she ends up killing us both.

Collect the girl. Speak some vows. Inherit the fortune. Nowhere in the requirements did it say anything about falling in love. Melinda thinks she’s just coming to grandma’s for dinner, but she’s wrong. She’s wrong about a lot of things. None of which is my business. The only business I have is to settle the open accounts on my uncle’s books, so I can collect my inheritance and move on with my life. Collecting Melinda in order to cross off her grandfather’s debt wasn’t hard, but she’s not exactly marching gracefully up to the auction block for me.

I took Azalea from her tower. She didn't come willingly, but she's not going anywhere. She's staying right where I have her - no matter her demands for freedom. Azalea thinks the world outside is full of wonder and beauty. She has no clue about the danger that lurks within every shadow - and hell if I don't want to keep her from finding out.

I'm about to take on two of the most important fights of my life. My girl and the belt. I know that I can handle it, that I'll never stop fighting. But what do you do when your life, your love is threatened and you can't take the hits - she has to? You shut your eyes and f--king pray like hell that she's strong enough, fierce enough to come out on top.

Sometimes when everything's lost, it's just the beginning. Tossed by a storm, torn by grief, and with his world turned upside down, Morgan clings to the one woman he knows can bring some peace into the chaos that his life has become - Lara. It's not easy to love a complicated man. It's even harder when he builds a maze around his heart. She's looking for answers but life just keeps throwing more questions at them both.

At a freshman party she doesn't remember, Jess Jordan was almost raped. Almost. Very nearly. Not quite. Three years later Jess has managed to make everyone believe she's better. Over it. Because she is...almost. Very nearly. Not quite.

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.

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.

Olive Lively is looking for love in all the wrong places, until she goes to Ida Matches. The good news is, she meets her “perfect match”. But the bad news? The arrogant, cocky, and unfairly gorgeous bachelor is the last freaking man on earth she’s supposed to fall for.

A supernatural wedding brings everyone together during the holidays. But it doesn’t feel like Christmas for Detective Sydney Willows. She finds solace in the arms of her sexy vampire but with a fragile heart, not quite mended, she’s afraid to commit to an eternity. After she rescues an abandoned child and is then forced to give him away, she’s determined to fight for the family she never knew she wanted. Falling in love. Second chances. A new nemesis arises. Find out who’s naughty and nice as the Immortals of New Orleans conjure up Christmas magic.

Dr. Teresa Roe moved from the bustling city to small-town Pennsylvania, hoping the slower pace would help her focus on finding a partner and building a family. Unfortunately, life had other plans, and Teresa finds herself single in her mid-40s, unable to have the children she craves. Determined to focus on the positives, she builds her thriving therapy practice and joins a hook-up app looking for a fun, no-strings-attached affair.

I lured and tricked Tig into a random hookup on social media. He has no clue he’s anything but random to me. He has no clue we’ll play by my rules. He has no clue I’ll seduce him, then dump him because he deserves it. I refuse to allow manwhores like Tig de Luca to be praised and called Don Juan for collecting women, while I’m labeled as easy for test-driving the countless suitors selected by my old-fashioned father. I am a woman-empowering French influencer, and I’ll teach the once famous tattoo artist a lesson.