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When Zahra Chandler unexpectedly inherits her grandfather's small-town home and bookstore, she jumps at the chance to leave LA. There's just one problem: she also, unknowingly, inherits a long-buried secret that someone would go to any lengths to protect, including murder. The only thing standing between her and a killer is the town's arrogant, but irresistibly sexy sheriff—a man who ignites in her a passion she's never felt.

She wants her three gorgeous bosses in the dirtiest way. She’s forbidden to them, not only because she’s their employee, but because she’s too pure to be sullied by their darkest desires. Can one anonymous night sate their needs and fulfill her fantasies? My bosses are hot, smart, and totally unattainable. But when I glimpse them at The Access Club—New York’s hottest underground sex club—and hear a rumor they share their women, I come up with a plan to live out my fantasy, at least for one night.

In my family, I wear a lot of different hats all centered around the same role. Comedian. Life of the party. The jokester. Everyone's favorite fool when I wasn't getting on their last nerve. But without me, my family wouldn't be the empire we are today. As one of the best hackers in the country, I'm the one that uncovers any secrets our enemies are hiding, no matter how big or small. My entire life, I've been able to hack my way ahead of any situation. Yet, somehow I didn't see her coming.

My world was built on lies and secrets, eating away at the good parts of me. When knowing too much incriminating information could get you killed, your only choices are to adapt or die. There are things about me others would never understand. Yet, one knowing look from her and I realize that my world just got more complicated. She could be my sanctuary in more ways than one. Or she might just be the siren leading me to my demise.

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Every family has a fixer. The person who is always expected to solve every problem. Even as a kid, I knew the role I had in my Crowne family would force me to live a life in solitude, surrounded by people, yet alone in many ways. After convincing myself that I was fine on my own, I finally found my person. A man buried so deep in my soul that it broke me a little inside every time we connected. As I was always reminded though, my role was to fix others. Not become the one who needs fixing.

Tattoo artist, Ares Hood. He always had the kind of name that was meant for the bedroom. Yet, I wasn’t the type of woman to make it easy for a man. Some might call me a tease, but I like to think I’m just a fast learner when it comes to everything in life ... Except him. Ares and his crazy cousins have these naughty days they celebrate, so when I need his help, I’m almost convinced we can be more. As kids, I was infatuated with him. As young adults, I kind of loathed him. Now we’re grown and I’ve got little room for games, especially his kind.

Callahan is the last of a thinning population able to cross the sun-baked desert trading for much needed supplies to keep his people alive. He discovers that he is not the only trader to pay a visit to the withering town slipping into oblivion. The town's administrator warns Callahan that men have visited his town and offered them a trade. But the trade comes at a price. Callahan is drawn into the riddle of the man without a hat and has to decide quickly if there is a way for him to escape the trap laid before him.