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I knew there was no point in looking back at what could've been when she couldn't even lift her eyes to me when her father ordered my death. She didn't fight for me, didn't fight for us. I knew better than to get tangled with a mafia princess. I knew how it would end, only instead of dead, I was left in a much worse situation, having to know she was still alive and being unable to go to her. Bitterness swam inside of me. Seven years of hatred building because of her silence. But then her father died, leaving her at the hands of the very man who left me alive.

So I forgot about the night I spent with Sylvie Davis...big deal. Listing all of my one-night stands would be impossible. It’s par for the course for any man who decided early in life they’d rather enjoy a buffet instead of a single entrée. But now my boss has ordered me to accompany her back to her hometown.

So I forgot about the night I spent with Sylvie Davis...big deal. Listing all of my one-night stands would be impossible. It’s par for the course for any man who decided early in life they’d rather enjoy a buffet instead of a single entrée. But now my boss has ordered me to accompany her back to her hometown. His words: She needs a little help. Translation: I think you could fall for this girl.

Deacon Black is perfectly content with the status quo - work, sleep, repeat. Who cares if he’s rigid, structured, and set in his ways? It’s a job requirement that keeps his men safe and his company’s doors open. One phone call is all it takes to upend his life and land him right back into a past he has tried to forget. Revisiting old ghosts is the last thing he needs. Especially when the forced trip down memory lane includes the only woman he never wanted to see again.

As a child, I believed Christmas wishes were supposed to come true. As an adult, I realized making those wishes was pointless. As an original member of the Cerberus MC, I knew hard work and determination are what brought a good outcome, so I stopped making wishes. I didn't ask for Lucy or her son Harley, but when having them became a reality, I knew I needed to hold on tight. Her past makes her decisions for her, and letting them go will be the hardest thing I'll ever do.

As the mechanic for Blackbridge Security, when I make a mistake, things don’t work properly. Correcting that mistake is the only way to get things operational. I meet issues in my personal life with the same mindset. How was I to know the woman I’ve been flirting with at the gym is the same woman I called a noise complaint on? I got her kicked out of her condo. My first response: Move in with me. When she confessed to having three kids, it was too late to back down.

When an EMP attack cripples New York City, the lights go out and chaos erupts. Food runs out, riots consume the streets, and the city descends into a brutal struggle for survival. But Tony Nunziatta isn’t like everyone else—he’s prepared, and he’ll do whatever it takes to protect his son.

One day she's standing on my porch, and the next she's being held a prisoner in my house. Retiring from the Marine Corps didn't mean I stopped serving the civilians of this great nation. Serving her would be my absolute pleasure. I know why I said yes when she asked for help. Her wild hair, long legs, and a mouth I'd love to teach a thousand lessons definitely weighed my decision in her favor. Now, preventing the war she started when she arrived, that's the easy part.

As a former FBI agent, Flynn Coleman was made for his work with Blackbridge Security. He’s highly trained, has a skill set meant for analysis and investigation, and meant to do important things. Yet, he’s chasing a 20-year-old starlet’s daughter around New York City because the spoiled brat never learned how to behave.

I've always been a connoisseur of the opposite sex. Tall, short, thin, thick and juicy, my tastes knew no limitations. That became abundantly clear the night my best friend took me in his mouth. Sure, there'd been close calls before, the slip of a hand or misplaced lips. With our propensity to share women, it was bound to happen. That fateful night, I was met with pure intention and an experience I never want to forget.

Same story, different day. That seems to be the theme of my life. My new job with Cerberus is no different than the one I left before working for ICE. People always blur together, nothing special about any of them. Of course, my luck runs out when I'm assigned to an establishment that caters to peoples' deepest fantasies. There should be nothing special about the woman. Her lack of clothes is no different than most of the other people there. Her eyes following me isn't new. People tend to look in my direction when I walk into a room. Yet, I find myself incapable of looking away from her.

Series Includes 3 Full-Length Novels in the Lindell Series: Back Against the Wall, Easier Said Than Done, With a Grain of Salt.

Senior year, two hockey championships under his skates, and parents who didn’t freak out when he swung the proverbial closet door open and stepped out... Damon Grant’s life couldn’t get any better. At least that’s what he thought. When Jonah Kingston showed up at the barn as the new hockey coach, Damon couldn’t believe his luck.

Lies ruin lives. Ignacio Torres, the translator for Blackbridge Security, has told his fair share and then some. He lied more than once to Tinley Holland when they were teens. Told her he didn’t love her. Told her he could live without her. Told her what they shared didn’t mean a thing. He’s lived with those lies, lived with the loss of her for over a decade.

I told myself I'd never fall in love. It just wasn't the trajectory my life was going to take. Maybe I should've read the fine print on that vow because not falling in love doesn't mean no marriage. I woke up with a gold band on my left hand and very few memories of how it got there. Beth Moore needed an escape, and I needed one more night like we shared. When she asked if she could come back to New Mexico with me, I opened my mouth to tell her that wouldn't be a great idea but YES came out instead.

Morrison "Shadow" Griggs, VP of the Cerberus MC, is a force with which to be reckoned. Women fall at his feet, willing to do almost anything for a night with him. Misty Bowen is the exception. She's young and impressionable, but with her religious upbringing, she's able to resist Shadow's advances...for a while, at least. Never one to look back on past conquests, Shadow is surprised that he's intrigued by Misty, which only grows more when she seems to be done with him without a word.

Fake relationships have no place in an adult's life. Until they do. It was one kiss. One trick to convince her ex she's in a happy relationship. One kiss is all it took. Captivated isn't a strong enough word. Haunted is a little closer. Obsessed fits the bill. I'm obsessed with Reagan Dunn. Only Reagan isn't looking for that happy relationship. Until she needs me to pretend again. Pretending is perfect. Pretending gets me closer. It gives me the opportunity to prove that we are the perfect combination.

My plan was as simple as they come...in theory. Show up at the Cerberus clubhouse and give dear old Dad a piece of my mind. What I didn't expect was being welcomed by the open arms of a father who had no idea I existed. More importantly, I didn't anticipate her. Delilah Donovan was a breath of fresh air. She would soon become my reason for wanting to become a better man, my reason for getting out of bed with a smile on my normally sneering face. But no matter how much I changed, she'd always be too good for a man like me. It was over before it could even begin.

Hooking up with a cop was supposed to be fun. How joking with Detective Lennox Maison about her handcuffs transformed into her actually arresting me was something I could’ve never predicted.

If it isn't bad enough that Riley Wilson was capable of distracting me enough that I didn't know my kitchen was ablaze, she just won't leave me alone. Until she does. Which leaves me in the precarious position of trying to insert myself into her life. What could possibly go wrong in a roommate situation with a woman I can't get out of my head? How does he not remember me from the seven minutes in heaven from high school when it's something I relived for years after the fact?