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My name may be Romeo, but I'm far from romantic. My brother betrayed the family, forcing me into the role of underboss beneath the criminal mastermind that is our father. I've never been a merciless criminal, and my father tests my resolve by giving me a stolen woman, knowing the situation disturbs me. What he doesn't know is the disheveled beauty intrigues me.

As a plant geneticist, Paige has always been focused on her work, but when she and her dog run into former Navy SEAL Max, she recognizes the lonely, shattered man behind the rugged exterior. When Paige's work becomes the target of criminals and she's abducted, Max springs into action. Though still terribly wounded, this tough-as-nails SEAL goes on his last mission - stopping at nothing to save the woman he loves.

Everyone knows Jonathan Brond as the playboy congressman. They don't know he's hiding a second life - one he only shares with select women. Christiana is tired of trying to stay afloat, at school, at home, and with her socialite best friend. She's desperate for something new, something different.

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.

Ben Riggs says he loves me. He says he hasn't stopped thinking about me since he broke my heart and chased me out of town all those years ago. I say, liar liar pants on fire. And boy, do those bright yellow, flame-resistant fireman pants look good on him. I'm aching to feel those big, rough hands clenching on my hips and to collect on the illicit promises burning in his dark blue eyes. Self-control goes up in flames every time he flashes that arrogant smile. So I give in - because a woman has needs. (Am I right, ladies?) He can have my body, but my heart is off-limits.

Logan Black, former Marine and bodyguard for the Seattle Wolf Pack, hates weddings and has no plan to walk the path to matrimonial misery. But when he's hired to protect a hot-to-trot wedding planner with a werewolf stalker, he's forced to put his feelings aside. Not such an easy task when the damsel can turn him on with a single smoldering glance.

Being the enforcer of the Kings Of Carnage MC, it's my job to watch over the women and protect them from dirt bags that strut into Centerfolds. Aspen worked the pole like every other stripper that night. She wasn't trying to get my attention, she just wanted what was in my wallet...cash. The more she was unfazed by me, the more I wanted to be someone she wouldn't dare forget. I get off on a challenge.

Samantha Rose views her dance - on the silks, on the lyra, on the ballroom floor - as an empowering art form. Not a come-on to entice men to shower her with fancy gifts she doesn’t want. In reality, her dreams look more like home. Love. Lots of children. So far, she’s zero-and-too-many for finding the man who’ll fit into that dream. He definitely isn’t Derek Damon Wright, the enigmatic, Viking-conqueror sexy owner of Club Frost. Though every time he looks at her, she feels it like silk wrapped around her skin.

After a messy and very public divorce, international rock star Elijah Vance is eager to get back to what he loves: playing live music. His band is embarking on a two-month summer tour of the US, but he isn't looking to get back to his old hard-partying ways. Those days are done. Instead, he plans to spend his downtime between sets reconnecting with his two sons.

When mystery writer Amanda Westfield gets stuck in an elevator with the enigmatic Casey Tanner, their instant connection is undeniable. But their budding attraction takes an unexpected turn when their neighbor is murdered, and Amanda convinces Casey to help investigate. What begins as an amateur sleuthing adventure soon draws them into the dangerous world of high-end art theft. As they follow a trail of clues through exclusive galleries and underground poker clubs, the stakes—and their feelings for each other—intensify with each discovery.

Once, I was the life of the party, the guy who could make anyone laugh with a simple quip and a devilish grin. But now, a heavy cloud hangs over me, casting a shadow that refuses to lift. It all changed the day she died. A girl caught in the crossfire of our dangerous world. Then along came Farrah . . . A local realtor with a heart of gold and eyes that see through the facade I've erected around myself. She didn't judge me for my past or the ink on my skin. Instead, she saw the man beneath, flawed but still worthy of love.

Isabella lost her husband years ago to his addictions. Abandoned in their silent home, rudderless, she lost herself, diminished to nothing. Now widowed, she’s returned a year after the funeral to finally dispose of that house. Alone. An epic mistake, with memories still echoing from the walls. When his brother Marcos appears, holding out his hand to help, calling her Ella in that commanding voice, her insides go warm, pliable, willing. Soaking up the strength and calm she’s been sorely lacking.

I can't stand Clinton Alvarez. My life was meticulously organized, painstakingly structured, and impeccably sanitary...until he rolled into town with his bad manners, his short temper, and his cocky smirk. Now, he's opened up his grungy barbershop right next door to my pristine cupcake shop, bringing along his clientele of sketchy, leather-loving motorcycle guys with broken noses. He's infuriating. Having him around brings out the worst in me. All of a sudden, I'm acting on impulse.

Ben McCallister wasn't like any man attorney Harper Finch had ever dated. For one, his hands were rough and calloused from working all day at his mechanic shops; two, his muscled arms, back, and chest were covered in tattoos; and three, he rode a Harley. The men Harper dated were the ones her daddy would approve of: white-collar, with hands as soft as hers, and the most ink any of them had ever had was a fraternity seal that stayed hidden under short sleeves.

Nevada James, code name Velvet, is an intelligence analyst with the National Crime Agency (NCA). She's just been promoted to field agent and can't wait to start her new assignment. But a chance encounter with field agent Midnight turns her world upside down and puts her life and her heart in danger. Tyler Call, code name Midnight, is a field agent with the NCA. The mission is everything to Tyler, who longs to be a hero like his father, a successful military general. To do that he has to put his job above everything else.

When I left the Army, I left behind pieces of myself. The things I did haunt me. So do the friends I lost. I thought I'd always be broken until I took a job protecting Winter Pyke. This curvy songbird touches parts of me that haven't seen the light in years. But a crazy fan has made her life a living hell. That's a feeling I'm all too familiar with. And I won't allow her to live the way I have for so long. I will save her . . . and then I'm making her mine.

Harper Brown is a snarky pain in Sebastian Hastings' ass. His brother's assistant not only seems to hate his guts, but she's also not afraid to talk back to him and tempting enough to distract him from the billions he should be earning. Then, pictures of their one hot kiss leak to the gossip mags, and Sebastian has a brilliant idea. What better way to get the gold diggers off his back than to take himself off the market? It's the perfect solution. Except as things with Harper heat up, it becomes harder for Sebastian to remind himself that she's only playing his fiancée for the money.

When I woke up Christmas morning, I didn't know if I'd been on Santa's nice list this year—or his naughty one. Thinking back to the prior evening's events, I decided it was definitely the naughty one. There had to be a mistake—I was always on the nice list. But the gorgeous, naked man snuggled next to me seemed to suggest I had a lump of...something waiting for me. Maybe the nice list was overrated. Or maybe naughty girls really did end up with coal in their stockings.

Death and bad luck seem to follow me like a curse, and when I join the Kings of Carnage MC as a prospect, things are no different. I represent beautiful destruction with a trigger-happy semiautomatic, and it's only a matter of time before my fellow brothers see me for what I am. A wake-up call. I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing. Until sweet Maybelline walks into my life like an unwanted siren, ripping apart my desires and turning them into obligations.

Daniel just got dumped, and instead of revealing the truth to his family, he hires an escort to be his girlfriend at his sister's wedding. Alison isn't an escort - nor has she ever been one - but somehow she finds herself letting Dan buy them drinks and giving her half of the money up front. An abridged introduction and a few lies later, they're arriving at the venue. There, however, a factor that neither of them ever considered threatens to send both of their facades crashing down.