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Before I met Smoke, I'd never been kissed - really kissed - by a man, let alone a biker sex god bent on taking my virginity and my heart. I got dragged into the deadly world of the Iron Horse MC by my crazy twin sister, who is engaged to the club's president, and my even crazier mom, who cares only about herself. Smoke has been assigned by the club to keep me safe even though he's everything of which I should be afraid.

Olivia Bridge has always been a good girl - good grades, good friends, and a good job that her wealthy parents handed her. Desperate to carve out a life that is truly hers, Liv walks away from it all and takes on the challenge of helping her brothers open a chain of fitness centers in New York City. Just as she's beginning to find her footing in a new place, she's caught between two men who couldn't be more determined to turn all her goodness inside out.

The last time I saw Declan St. James was at our rehearsal dinner. That was shortly before he jilted me at the altar. To avoid the swarm of whispers and finger pointing every time I dared to show my face in public, I fled two hours south to Atlanta and never looked back. Over the last decade, I'd planned hundreds of scenarios about how our next meeting would go down. But being elbow deep in a cow's ass was not one of them.

From the first time I played army as a kid, the military has been my life. As an Airborne Major, I'd led my men through two tours in Afghanistan. But when my father was elected president, I became an even greater target for the enemy - a prize for someone to take out. To ensure not only the safety of myself, but of my men, I got stripped of my cammies, shoved into an Armani suit, and placed into a management position at my father's company. After years of trekking through the desert with an assault rifle, I was way out of my area of expertise....

Wes Sullivan is a military hero with a terrible secret. Every day, it tightens its grip around his neck. So he doesn't have time for a person like Whitney. She's a spontaneous risk-taker who likes to destroy a person's routine. Forget that. Forget her. The feeling is mutual. Wes is too serious. Too controlling. Too military. And worst of all? He's her best friend's older brother. But times are tight, and she needs a roommate. Wes needs a place to live. She has the room. She can resist him. For now....

Love is supposed to be magical. Ours is suicide. The first time I met Emma Jean Parish she conned me into taking her p*ssy. Her cat. When she was 16 she conned me into her first kiss. At 18 she gave me everything. She's a con artist. I'm a criminal. I use her. She manipulates me. Our attraction is explosive. What we have can be forever. If we survive the detonation. Contains mature themes.

First thing you should know about me: I'm on my honeymoon on Villroy Island without my groom, which was a no-brainer given how my ex-fiance decided to "accidentally" fall in love with my best friend. I don't want to talk about it. Second thing: I'm a romance author on a generously extended deadline, and I've sworn to use this time away productively. I'm about to admit defeat when a prince with an image problem falls into my lap. And for some crazy reason, it's decided that me posing as his fiance would be a good idea.

Being a rock god isn't all it's cracked up to be. It's become a soulless grind. Which is why I'm now on my mate's houseboat, far away from the spotlight, hoping to find my way back to the music. Yeah. Not gonna happen. I've just discovered a stowaway on board, and I can't believe who she is. A bloody princess? And the prim little woman won't leave the boat, so I make an offer to scare her off - a no-strings fling. Only she says yes. I say no, and she promptly locks herself in my bedroom. I swear I'm dropping her off at the next port. She's trouble wrapped in a pretty, virginal package.

War is on the horizon. We've come so far. We'll have to fight for what we have. Or die trying.

In my darkest days, I found solace in the words of rock star god Noah Hart. He saw into my heart. And I saw into his. Even though we'd never met, I felt as if I knew the man behind the music. Then I met him. Noah isn't a wounded poet. He's a jerk. He's abrasive, cutting, and guarded as hell. He says people are selfish. He says we're only out for ourselves. He refuses to trust. He refuses to let anyone in. I'm supposed to be helping him write a song. I'm supposed to be his confidant. But the only time we connect is when we take to his bed.

There's one place Rawley Walker feels at home. On a stage, gripping a mic in a darkened bar. Desperate to distance himself from the temptation to use her, Rawley leaves town in hopes to forget his childhood girlfriend who broke his heart.

From the moment Alexandr Novikov met the young auburn-haired woman bartending at her uncle's pub in Ireland, he'd been fascinated by her delicate beauty and fiery spirit. Unfortunately, he is in no position to offer her the kind of safe, normal life she deserves so he attempts to put her from his mind for her own good. Something easier said than done when a deal is struck between the Novikov Bratva and the Irish Cleary Gang.

War breaks out in Lacking. Just when I think things can't get any worse, an unexpected guest arrives, and I'm forced to make a choice between the life I've always wanted and a life I never knew I could have. I didn't know how strong I was until I met Grim. But am I strong enough? Permission is the third book in the USA Today best-selling Perversion Trilogy and the conclusion of Grim and Emma Jean's story.

Innocence Claimed contains all three books in the sweet, filthy, and oh-so-wrong in the best kind of way Innocence Claimed series.

Iris Adams can't dance. She can act. She can hike the Appalachian Trail. She can resist every carb known to womankind. She can make people laugh. But she has no moves. Not even one. Her lack of rhythm has never been an issue until she gets the chance to take her TV show to the big screen. A South Louisiana native, Beau Laundry's mission in life is to preserve his Cajun culture. The full-time French teacher and part-time dance instructor is only working with this Hollywood head case to help out his uncle. It's not because she's beautiful even when she's embarrassing herself.

He's a brilliant artist. A rock star god. He challenges me. Excites me. He makes me quiver. Makes me swoon. He makes me feel things I've never dreamed of. But we're both dedicated to our art. We'll do whatever it takes to succeed. When I find out just how far he'll go, it threatens to tear our world apart.

Cameron Thorne has had a starring role in my fantasies for years. But the sinfully hot rock star, known for his wild parties and lady killer reputation, is the bassist in my brother's band. And I know my brother. He'll kill Cameron if he looks at me twice. Which means the two of us will never be more than friends.

Playboy rock star Damon Drake is exasperating. He's infuriating. And he wants me in his bed. It's the worst idea in the world. Damon doesn't do commitment. I don't do casual. He's an impulsive, cocky hothead. I'm the mature one who cleans up everyone's mess. But sparks fly during our every encounter. My body melts at the smallest touch. I can't help but be attracted to his confidence, his self-assurance. Something about those wicked green eyes makes the world fall out from beneath my feet. Not to mention those sexy, inked arms of his.

It's just a fling. Rock stars like Ian are known for breaking hearts. I'm not going to let him break mine. Ian Drake, one of the genius twin guitarists of Darkest Days, is known for his brilliant green eyes, his sly grins, and his mischievous flirting. I shouldn't take him seriously when he flirts with me. But there's something about the way he looks at me. Like I'm the only one who sees past his cheery facade. Like I'm the only one who really sees him. Ian says I'm special. He says I'm not like the others. He showers me with pretty words, just as he fills me with naughty desires.

Libby Duncan is on the cusp of having her dream come true. She has landed a role in a Broadway musical, and all of the hard work, dedication, and devotion to her craft are finally paying off. It's not the starring role she's hoped for, but she knows that it's a step in the right direction, and if she can keep her focus where it needs to be, she'll finally get the solo she deserves. If that happens, the entire path of her career will change, and her remarkable talent will finally be noticed.