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A sexy photoshoot is not supposed to end with the model showing me all of his best positions. Especially not so soon after my break up. After what my ex did, I’ve concluded that men aren’t worth my time or trust. Except Mason is fun and sexy as hell. When he smiles, his dimples and blue eyes melt a little bit of the ice inside me, and when he takes his shirt off, well damn!

The four annoying boys who were responsible for the worst moments of my childhood have grown into four irritating, hot-as-sin MEN. I try to ignore them but they torment me during the day and haunt my dreams at night. Oh, and did I mention...they're my stepbrothers. Adam, Matt, and identical twins Josh and Jake would be most girls' dream - but not mine. Sure, they're tall, dark, gorgeous, and successful, but I don't want them and I don't need them - at least that's what I tell myself, until I spend one mind-blowing week at their beach house.

I know the way I feel is wrong, and I try to push it all aside. I find another man and even go so far as getting engaged. It’s what I need; a normal relationship that leads to a normal life. Except that isn’t what I get. My fiancé doesn’t turn up to our engagement party, and guess who’s there to pick up the pieces. Jared and Jamie are my amazing, perfect, twin stepbrothers, and they know excellent ways to make me feel better. Even my wildest imaginings have never come close.

They call him The Donkey because of the size of his dick. I call him it because he's a complete and total ass. I hate Landon Maddox with a passion, and I haven't even met him yet. Underwear model, star quarterback, arrogant, muscle-headed prick. I never wanted a stepbrother in the first place, and now I have one that thinks he's a God. Seriously. If his most famous asset isn't beaming down at me from billboard posters all over the city, he's spread across the front pages of every single newspaper, always for the wrong reasons.

Dane, Dylan, and Drew are triplets. It’s almost impossible to tell them apart. Dark. Daring. Defined. They leave me dazed. The other D’s I hear whispered on the wind are what make me hotter than a BBQ in Satan’s backyard. Devilish. Depraved. Deviant. I know they like to share more than just a family bucket of KFC, and I can’t help but wish it was me they thought was finger-licking good.

They call them the Beast Brothers. On the field, they’re brutes. Off the field, they’re huge and hard, and have a reputation for going at it like animals.

After being dumped at a strip club during my bachelorette party, I didn't expect to be rescued by four hot-as-sin men who work there. One moment, I'm staring at the gorgeous twin strippers up on stage. The next, I'm reading a devastating text from my fiancé. I moved across the country for that jerk, and now I have nowhere to go. Then four men step in to dry my tears. They invite me to the house they share and take care of me. I should be mourning the end of my engagement, but instead I'm mesmerized by my new roommates.

When I start a new job as the Ink Factor tattoo parlor receptionist, I have no idea what to expect. My skin is virgin, so I've never stepped foot into a place like it. But it's not the graffitied walls or the crazy loud music that overwhelms me; it's the eight huge, sexy, tattooed men who own it.

Imagine getting a chance to live out your filthiest fantasies. Would you take it? I dream about twins; four hands, two mouths and two other things HUGE enough to blow my mind. So when a set of deliciously sexy identical brothers suddenly appear in my small town nightclub, I don’t know what to do. Should I take the gift that fate is offering? They look like Bryan; the man I’ve been secretly in love with for years.

A visit to a strip club starts the wildest four nights of my life. Four nights that change things forever. In less than a week, I go from having zero experience with men to being teased that I collect them like some women collect shoes. First, there’s Garrett, my also-inexperienced IT department coworker who offers to accompany me to Club Red because he thinks I’m in need of a protector. Then there’s Trevor, a performer in the male revue show, whose panty-dropping dance moves are rivaled only by his playful and caring spirit.

Alone for the first time after being married for twelve years, I never expected four younger men to tempt me with a good time. When I saw them dancing — and stripping — at Club Red, they filled my imagination with all sorts of filthy thoughts. The next morning, they turned up in my backyard as the landscapers I’d hired sight unseen. I’m wildly attracted to the men and their hard, toned bodies, and soon, I find out they’re interested in me, too.

Kady watched as her mother married the father of her soul mate, all the while wishing it were she and the muscled and athletic man standing with her at the altar taking their own vows. She knew that Brett secretly felt the same for her - she was sure of it! On the rare times they had seen each other before this fateful day, Kady couldn't help her taboo lust for Brett's hard, lean body. She ached to drown in his beautiful blue eyes, and feel his passion as he possessed her voluptuous curves.

It's supposed to be a summer fling until my heart gets involved. When my absent father drops into my life and invites me to stay, my planned summer of fun becomes a vacation of discovery. I go from being an orphan to having a family, including four huge stepbrothers. Anderson, Jefferson, Carson, and Brayson are my dad's best players and rivals to my university football team. Tall and broad with bulging muscles and sexy tattoos, it's all I can do to keep my cool. Oh, who the hell am I kidding? I'm burning up the moment I arrive. Give me temptation, and I'm all over it like a rash.

He was a jerk, but she loved him; that was the first problem. The second? He was her stepbrother. Dante Hix. An alpha male. A billionaire at 21. A god. Three years already and she still wasn't over him. What the hell was she thinking going back again now? If she had any sense she wouldn't have, but if she had any money she wouldn't have needed to either. Broke, with bills piling up, there was only one way left for her to turn.

I want a man who’s ready to settle down and make babies with me, but I can’t seem to stay away from the bad boys—especially when there are four of them! My four new bosses, Nathan, Ash, Derek, and Landon—each of them sexier than the last—have different ideas. Gorgeous and wildly successful, they're playboys who love to have a good time—no strings, just for kicks. How can I focus on finding a family man if I'm having meaningless fun with them?

My sister’s getting married on a beautiful tropical island. As the maid of honor, I've planned a week of wedding festivities surrounded by pristine beaches, stunning pools, and first-class accommodations. Sounds perfect, right? Except a recent hurricane destroyed half the cabins, and now there aren’t enough to go around.

They call him Big D because he is. Tall and broad, with muscles so thick and good, all I can think about is getting a grip on his biceps and squeezing. Then there’s the other reason. All the girls talk about it. I’m not sure how everyone knows he’s hung like a horse, but they do. I try not to think about it because he’s a popular football player who everybody knows, and I’m just a work-focused history major who likes to stay mostly invisible at school.

He’s a good cop but a very BAD BOY. When gorgeous Officer Carlisle pulls me over for speeding, I tell him how sorry I am. That doesn’t stop him from telling me to step out of the car for a full-body search so he can check me for offensive weapons. I want to ask him if a hungry kitty constitutes an offensive weapon because, damn, mine just wants to eat him up! Those eyes should be enough to get him arrested; forget his cheekbones and delicious full lips that stay serious, even when I’m sassing him. And his hands. When he runs those rough palms against my thighs, I actually moan.

When I fly cross-country, I’m expecting my dad to be at the airport to collect me. Instead, I’m faced with five huge stepbrothers who’ve tripled in size since I last saw them. Jameson, Jessie, and Joshua are triplets with wicked green eyes and bodies made for games. Their younger twin brothers, Kyle and Kameron are even bigger with piercing blue eyes and thighs so thick I practically swoon.

There are rumors going around about my twin stepbrothers. HUGE rumors. I try to ignore gossip, but it’s easier said than done when it involves reports about the size of things that a stepsister should know nothing about. Ethan and Nathan are the identically gorgeous hunks of man-flesh that have just moved into my house. I could barely look at them before the rumors, with their ridiculously twinkly blue eyes and smiles that turn me into a mindless puddle of goo. We’re supposed to be family, and I’m trying my hardest to be a welcoming stepsister.