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I want my wife back, but I lost the right to be with her one drunken night four years ago. She might think I bailed, but I've been here all along. When she finally comes to me? I ain't letting her go again.

You think you know me, but you’re wrong. You look at me and see Carrie, the girl with the wild hair and the wild clothes. Reliable Carrie, friendly and quirky, perhaps even a little strange. What do you really know about me, though? The details of my past are up for debate. I’ve been careful to hide my sins, and even more careful to follow the rules. I do as I’m told. I keep to myself. I don’t mess around with boys, and I’m always ready to run. At least that’s what I tell myself, anyway. Since I met him, I’ve broken every single rule in the book.

My mother is a lost cause I can't get rid of, and I work my fingers to the bone just trying to keep my head above water. To ease the stress bearing down on my shoulders, I like to dance. Working as a janitor at a ballet company makes it easy for me to steal thirty minutes at night when the place is empty. Or so I thought. Just my luck that the dangerously handsome owner catches me red-handed. He thinks I'm a hardworking ballerina, and I don't bother correcting him... because, you know, I'd like to keep my job.

When I finally get a life-saving kidney transplant, I think the worst is behind me. Boy, am I wrong. I start feeling eyes on me wherever I go. I'm being watched. Stalked. Hunted. It's downright scary. Then, the hunter steps out of the shadows, and my life implodes. I'm taken by Renzo Torrisi, a dangerous and unforgiving man.

As the President of The Kings of Retribution MC, Jake Delane has dedicated his life to his family and watched his Club flourish. Seeing his brothers find strong women to stand at their sides unearthed buried feelings of loss; making the idea of never finding love again more absolute. Until a beautiful and fierce redhead moved to town. Making Grace his became Jake's mission. Loving her became his reason to breathe.

Dina is off limits. She's my brother Wall's little sister. She's wired different, and despite the malice aforethought, she's innocent. She wants me to help her bury a body. I want to unravel her beautiful brain. I want to let her explore me—and watch the light in her eyes when she discovers what she needs and how badly she needs it. I want her.

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I'm the adopted son of the man who owns the city. I was born into nothing, and I've earned my seat at the table. But at night, when I can't sleep, I'm haunted by the pieces of myself I've disowned to make it this far. I don't know why Plum caught my eye, but I can't look away. Maybe it's her brave face, her fight, her quirks. I'm obsessed, all-in with my eyes screwed shut. Then life throws a harsh light on our choices. I'm forced to face the ugly truth of what she's done to survive—and what I'll have to sacrifice to be with her.

Payton needs help on her farm. Heavily pregnant from a one-night-stand, she can't manage all the manual labor and is supposed to be on bedrest. An alien man from a cat-like warrior race arrives on her doorstep with an offer to work for room and board. Bodhrri will get to stay on the planet, and Payton will get an extra pair of hands to help out until her babies (yup, plural) are born. Tiny problem—he's the father of her unborn children and he had no idea until now she was pregnant. Is this a secret baby plot?

It's all supposed to be pretend. Get fake married, have a kid, prove I can have a family, and I get a billion-dollar inheritance from the father I always hated. It's all pretend, until I say "I do". And suddenly, I don't want sweet, innocent, sassy little June "just for now". I want her forever. We're supposed to play the part for the cameras and the lawyers. I'm not supposed to fall for her. I'm not supposed to want her like this. I'm not supposed to totally lose myself in claiming her body, and possessing her, and just wanting more of her.

I don’t do complicated. I sure as hell don’t do love. With graduation in sight, I’ve made it almost four years at Wolf Hall without getting tangled up in BS with girls. I especially want nothing to do with her: Presley. Maria. Witton. Chase. The timid little mouse with the red hair, who can’t even look my way without hyperventilating. She’s nothing to me. Beautiful, sure, but I’ve had plenty of beautiful women. I’m perfectly content ignoring her.

They call me the Devil's assassin. It's true. I have blood on my hands. As the VP of the Serpents, my life is driven by loyalty, honor, brotherhood. Until I see her. Too young, too innocent. Mine to claim. What I am, what I do, can never reach her. My dark secrets are scars I bear alone. I'm torn between my duties and the woman I'll die to protect. Until...they try to take what's mine.

I loved him from the beginning. In the middle. But maybe not at the end. His love for me was full of possibilities, hopes, and dreams a girl like me wasn't accustomed to. He was a nightmare that cracked and bled through my hands, and I stood there watching as it seeped into the ground. Until him. He put me back together without even knowing he was doing so. And he wasn't even my husband.

Ketahn will protect his mate at any cost. Queen Zurvashi will not rest until everything Ketahn cares about is gone and he belongs to her. His sweet, compassionate Ivy, his sister, his friends, his new tribe of humans—all are in danger. He fears nowhere is far enough away to escape the queen’s wrath. But Ketahn will see the whole jungle burn, before he lets any harm befall his mate. Even if he must stand against Zurvashi and her army, even if he must face every beast in the Tangle, even if he must defy the gods themselves, he will not surrender his female.

Elion and I have escaped the evil encroaching on the castle and fled to Elion's ice-covered estate. We're finally together, but the peace we find in his childhood home is short-lived. We spend our days working with friends to restore the true king to the throne—something his son and an evil witch refuse to see happen—and our nights clinging to each other. The clock is ticking. Unless I can end Elion's curse, he'll die. In desperation, I search the kingdom, determined to break the witch's curse before it steals him from me forever. I refuse to lose him.

My family is at war. With the Cartel and Bratva closing in on us, we need to make allies, fast. Our solution? Marrying me off to a pretty little Mafia princess. I'm expecting her to be a sweet, sheltered girl without a backbone like so many of the other women who grew up in our world. But looks can be deceiving, and it turns out my wife isn't exactly what she seems...

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They say I'm hell on wheels. The fastest, hardest, most successful motorcycle racer alive. They say I don't know how to lose - that I always get what I'm after. And I always do, except for her - my illicit obsession. Years ago, I chose fame over forbidden temptation. Back then, she was way too young. Too off-limits. My best friend's little sister and way too good for a rough, dirty street racer like me. Now I'm back - rich, hardened, and fallen from grace after getting kicked off the racing circuit. But Hailey Prescot might just be my saving grace.

Ketahn hadn’t wanted a mate. Fate gave him Ivy Foster. Now, he wants nothing more than to enjoy his little human. But fate is not content to make things so simple.

Innocent. Blameless. Pure. Heartbroken. Josie Vos belonged to the one family I hated more than anything. And I had forced her to despise me just as much. It didn't matter that I had lost track of my plan and fallen for my enemy. Irrevocably hurt and enraged by my deceit, she had no intentions of doing anything but watching me lose my throne.