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When the Velasco family's top hitwoman shows up in New York, I plan on finding out exactly why. Amalia might be gorgeous, as well as lethal, but if she's here to negotiate terms to use our ports for her family's filthy crimes? I don't need to hear what she has to say; it's a no. It will always be a no. But the longer I tail her—and the guard dog she brought along—the more I realize something's off.

Nikki didn't want to be at the stupid Devil's Beasts MC clubhouse. Growing up with a mother who had a revolving door of men or clients, she wasn't into the party mood. However, she was not going to let her best friend down. She was there in case her friend needed a ride. That was the day she met him. Hawk loved women. He enjoyed many a variety and was not the settling-down type. When a young brunette walked into his domain, he knew he should have steered clear. He couldn't get her out of his head. She was not like any other woman.

In my world, marriage is a transaction between two families. Nothing more. So, when the head of the Mancini crime family approaches me with an offer to marry his daughter in exchange for what I need to destroy my enemy, I accept. But when a woman I've never heard of shows up on the contract, questions arise. If forcing her hand in marriage is what it takes to get what I want, then so be it. A wife was never meant to be anything more than a business transaction. A means to an end.

What would you do if your father gave away your hand in marriage to settle a gambling debt without your knowledge? Mine did exactly that. But I didn't get married, I conked the guy on the head, kicked my heels off, and hiked up my skirt. 'Chubby legs don't fail me now' is what I muttered just before I fled the little Woodland Church. The only problem is that I may have fled the flames but I jumped right into the fire when I threw myself in the middle of a lonely road into the path of an oncoming car.

When Niccolò Silvestri broke my heart three years ago, I swore I'd never speak to him again. But he's back, and he's prepared to do anything to reclaim me as his. Growing up as the daughter of a don, I always knew I'd have to enter an arranged marriage. After meeting Nicco, I thought my fate would go another way, then it was all ripped right out from under me—by him. Nicco might have been the love of my life in college, but I've changed since then. I'm no longer the naive girl who will do anything for him.

Rowan doesn't just work with machines—she hears them. The hum of engines, the whisper of gears and wires—they speak to her through the magic that flows from her mech hand. Whether she's fine-tuning the colossal automaton that protects New Torwood City or toiling in her workshop, being a mechanic is the only life she truly enjoys. But the Regent's Council wants more. They demand a princess who will embrace the pomp and ceremony of royal duty, not a tinker with oil-stained hands.

It's the first look on my wedding day. I turn...but my husband isn't there. Instead, I see the stranger who ruined my life.

As a part-time librarian, I cherish the peace of old books, trying to bury a past I'd rather forget. But that peacefulness was shattered one morning with a violent struggle on my porch. I watched in horror as one man ended up dead. Panicked, I fled to the only sanctuary I knew: the newly appointed Captain of the Irish Mafia. I'm just terrified of what he will do when he finds out the truth about who I really am.

My one piece of advice: Never kiss a stranger. See, I kind of kissed this sexy man at the bar on a dare once, and it turns out he’s a Royal Fae destined to be my mate. Now I’ve been dragged to the Elemental Fae Academy to control the powers I unlocked that night. So kissing? Yeah, that won’t happen again. Nope.

Though Kiara Payne may be a genius when it comes to languages, what she knows of the real world largely comes from books and movies. But after foiling a robbery on her first day as a bank teller, Kiara finds herself thrust into a world of danger, her life resting in the hands of the infuriatingly sexy Italian mafia boss Milo Di Vaio. In exchange for her safety, Kiara agrees to serve as Milo's translator, accompanying him across Europe as he tries to clean up the mess his late brother left behind and save the reputation of the Di Vaio crime family.

Lace, white, everything frilly and pretty. The theme to Sara’s life used to be that of a princess, one she romanticized. But when her previously perfect world turned upside down, Sara became convinced that she was cursed. She hid herself in the shadows to spare others from the agony she brought along. The only person she could never hide from was her adopted brother.

He's my scorching hot boss, old enough to be my father. Problem is—I'm saving myself for marriage... So what do I do? I accidentally marry him. That night, he took me to heights of earth-shattering pleasure I never imagined. But as the champagne buzz fades, we're hit with the gut-wrenching realization of our epic mistake. Two opposites with no future, right? So I thought.

Someone wants me dead. Worse yet, my link to Spirit is dying. Why? Because Exos has been taken by a new enemy. Now I have to rely on my other elements to find my missing link before it’s too late. Oh, and I need a guard to protect me while I learn how to defend myself. No big deal. Master the elements, find my lost Spirit, and identify the bad guy. I’d better solve this puzzle quickly before my heart starts making choices on my behalf. Because all these fae are beautiful, cunning, and perfect in their own ways.

I walked in on my fiancé sleeping with my maid of honor on the day of our wedding. I did what anyone would do: threw my ring in his face and found somewhere quiet to cry.

I’m Lilith Patience, The Sorcerer of Death and daughter of one of the most feared organizations known to man. After being thrust into the notorious world of Midnight Mayhem, I found myself coiled around a past that I want to forget and a future that could destroy me. I love two men, and they love me as much as they love each other, but when the demons of my past tighten their grip around my throat, will I finally let them strip away the layers of perfection to get to my rotten, withered soul? Maybe. Or maybe they’ll die trying.

What's worse than being single at your high school reunion? Accidentally blurting out you're engaged… to your hot best friend! My bakery just burned down. My dress is too tight. Oh, and the mean girls? Still as nasty as ever. So I try to put on a brave face when in walks Julian. All custom suit and sin, looking like every fantasy I've ever had. Panicking, I grab my billionaire best friend and do something insane: I announce we're getting married!

Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life. I’ll have my daughter back in my arms, and we can start over. Spoiler alert: Tomorrow never comes. At midnight, there’s a tap on my window. And who should burst in but the devil himself? Isaak Vorobev never intended to let me go. He made me his fake wife. He made me his Bratva queen. Now, he has one more request…. And this time, he won’t take no for an answer.

I was on the blind date from hell, until a mafia boss stepped in and saved me. I had no idea he was a mafia boss. Andre was tall, mysterious and sexy. We had an instant connection. He invited me back to his place. I said yes, even though one-night stands aren’t usually my thing. When I overheard something I shouldn’t have, I did the only thing I could; I ran.

I ran from the altar only to land in the arms… ahem… bed of my ridiculously hot ex. Now he's a crazy rich single dad, and the reason for my baby bump. That night, I entered the bar looking like a runaway bride cliché with only five bucks stuffed in my bra. "You look like you need a drink," Oliver says in a voice deeper and huskier than I remember. A few shots later, and all I want is his body driving me wild like only he can. The next morning, as the haze lifts, I remember the shocking reason we broke up all those years ago and why it could never work between us.

It was a bad idea from the start. A wild night with a bad boy in a suit. And now, a bun in the oven to prove it. The green-eyed swoonboat took me to heaven and hell—all in the same night. Now, I'm a struggling single mom with new curves and a new job. I never thought I'd see him again. Until today… My heart races. The smirk on his lips reminds me of that night when he kissed me all over. I anxiously try to stay out of sight. But I can't avoid my new boss forever. "Mr. Pearson wants to see you in his office now."