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Even optimists have bad days, but Raegan Tavish’s streak has lasted for weeks. The rising star of fashion stylists is dealing with both a bad break-up and a creative slump, so apartment sitting for her lovebird friends feels like a way to realign karma - until fate has its say. As soon as Bastien De Leon steps out of the giant wardrobe in his brother’s master bedroom, Raegan knows what kind of complication has just struck her life. The cabinet is no normal piece of imposing furniture.

I'm the sole witness to a mafia murder. The head mobster warns me to be silent. Piercing blue eyes, god-like body, sexy lips. I didn't listen, and now he wants to punish me. He takes me captive, threatening... to play naughty, filthy games with my virgin body. Dark, dangerous games to fill me with shame.

Everyone fears the prince. Cold. Cruel. He has a thirst for his captives' blood. I'm everything this vicious royal despises. A wild captive in chains. The object of his hatred—and his obsession. Behind the prince's icy stare, forbidden temptation sets fire to my veins. But I'm not easy prey. A deadly escape. A fatal chase. Now we're trapped in a dark forest where lethal dangers prowl in the shadows. Forced into an alliance, we must fight to survive.

From the moment Cadi first met Gray—a brooding, storm-eyed boy on his first day of Reception—she knew he was different. Over the years, their bond became unbreakable, a constant in a world that was always changing. Their childhood friendship blossoms into love, and as they grow older, they build a life together—marriage, careers, and a child, their son Tomos. But everything shatters when Gray betrays Cadi in a way that is unforgivable. The aftermath is devastating, leaving them both wrecked in ways they never imagined.

A lost identity. A dangerous mystery. And a deep love that can conquer it all. When a mysterious gentleman arrives on his doorstep, Alexander Moreland is astonished to discover that the stranger is not a gentleman at all, but a beautiful young woman disguised as a man, and in great need of...

Quinn Maxwell. Student. Dork. And a woman in love with a guy who doesn't know she exists. Cooke Thompson. British. Hottie. Rugby star. Chick magnet. And a guy trying to FaceChat with his old mate Maxwell Quinn. Sure, it was a wrong number, but sometimes, wrong ends up being so, so right.

She's finally under my complete control, yet it's not enough. I hold her body captive but not her heart. She has no money. Nowhere to go. No one to turn to for help. She knows I took everything from her to make her mine, so she fights me at every turn. This began as a game, but she needs to understand that I will do anything to win. Anything. She is my possession. Nothing, and no one, not even her, will keep us apart. One way or another, I'll get what I want. And I want her...all of her.

Roxy Quinn - tattooed goddess, daughter of punk rockers, and general beautiful badass - thought she’d never see Edward Cavendish III again. The wealthy British hotelier wandered into her dingy New York City tattoo parlor, a little drunk and a lot brokenhearted. And very, very charming. After a night of panty-disintegrating passion, Roxy sends him on his way. She has zero time to pursue the suit-wearing sex god. Not when her business is failing. Not when her employees are counting on her.

Daphne Westfall is a lady desperate for a future, one that doesn't involve her dark past. On a cold night she receives aid from a mysterious stranger, one who tells her she can change her destiny, as long as she agrees to marry the man who wins her. The brooding Scottish lord that offers her his name and home is handsome but there's something sorrowful in his eyes that feels all too personal to her...

Had Theo Moreland, the marquess of Raine, killed her brother? And had the treasure the two men sought in South America hastened his descent to an early grave? American journalist Megan Mulcahey has to discover the truth. But to find out, she needs to infiltrate the marquess' household.

The eerie beauty of the Gloucestershire mansion and the mystery that surrounds it have always captivated him, and he can neither continue living in the house nor give it up completely despite the painful memories it stirs in his heart. But when Reed begins having troubling dreams about Anna being in danger, he puts his heartbreak and bitterness aside and directs his carriage back to Winterset, determined to protect the woman he cannot stop loving. Once again passion flares between them, but the murder of a servant girl draws them deep into the foreboding, deadly legends of Winterset.

I'm not interested in love. It's the chase that intrigues me. I saw her in the park, my pretty little prey. I intend to make her mine, and the closer I get, the more she will lose. Her friends. Her family. Her freedom. Each move will bring her further under my control until she has nothing left... but me. Am I playing a cruel game? Of course. But I warned you: It's not love that I want.

I became the obsession of the most wicked man at court. I'd refused to follow the jester's devious rules, but from the moment his seductive touch heated my veins, he took my soul captive, and the good little princess became a royal outcast. Now I'm his to worship, and he's mine to rule. Instead of burning out, the passionate fire between us only blazes hotter. But while forbidden desire binds us together, kingdoms seek to tear us apart. A corrupt king threatens my claim to the throne. A cruel prince offers us a vicious bargain. And new traitors lurk in the shadows of our court.

With just three months until the king razes her new home to build a coal mine, Alison Lennox and her friends travel to the isolated campus of Winwold College, a beautiful old castle nestled deep in the mountains of Loegria. There, they meet eccentric Professor Mircalla Marin and her bumbling graduate student Leo, the only people who can help them fix their solar generator in time to save the town. But when a massive storm cuts the campus off from the outside world, strange things begin to happen.

It is incredibly stupid to write this text while I’m drunk. But what’s the saying? No gain, no pain. Or, no pain, no shame.... Whatever. You know what I mean. And let’s face it. There’s no way I would be doing this if I was stone-cold sober. But since I’m plastered? To hell with it. I want you. I know. Crazy, right? Not only am I your temporary roommate, but I’m a chatty nurse from Providence with an impeccable bedside manner and secrets. You’re a broody, commitment-phobe sculptor from England who communicates in grunts and single syllables.