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Bianca has finally found her rightful place amid the powerful Constantines. But all is not what it seems in this glittering new world. And Tiernan Morelli refuses to give her up…

Ten years ago, I crushed Damiano De Luca’s heart, vowing false promises I never delivered. The revenge? Didn’t happen. The destruction? As if I could. Betrayal? Not. A. Chance. We were 18 when I left, taking my secrets with me. Now at 28, there’s no trace of the jaded mafia prince with the protective streak. He’s crueler. Colder. More calculated than ever. And he’s glaring at me from a funeral pew, looking at me and my wedding ring like we should be the ones buried six feet under. The war is back on, but I’m not that teenage girl anymore. This time, there will be blood.

Waking up beside my best friend after a crazy night in Vegas is nothing new. However, waking up wearing nothing but two shiny, matching wedding rings is. For the girl who promised to never settle down, it's her worst nightmare. For me, it's a dream come true. I've wanted Raelynn Vos since she first propositioned me at a frat party. I, of course, turned her down, knowing I'd need more than a one night stand. Nothing less than forever would do.

When Knox gets trashed in the tabloids, his publicist pitches the idea of an image-saving marriage to Irina. Irina figures the publicity can't hurt and accepts—until the offers for major roles start pouring in, and she doesn’t need the arrangement. Unfortunately, Knox has broken the first rule of marrying an actress for publicity: Don’t fall in love. But can he handle a real relationship? And is she ready to stop pretending?

The definition of love doesn’t come close to explaining the way I feel about her. She’s the one. The twin to my soul. I didn’t know what it meant to breathe or live until I saw her. I wanted the beautiful redhead instantly, but she was engaged at the time, so I left her alone. She didn’t even know who I was.

Things in Layla Fox's life were going great. She had a fantastic job, amazing friends, and a killer apartment. There was just one tiny glitch in all that perfect. Her upstairs neighbor was the very definition of tall, dark, and handsome...and she hated the man with every cell in her body. Jude Kingsley was the most arrogant jerk she had ever met, making the fact that she was attracted to him more than a little inconvenient. When the two of them are forced together by Jude's meddling grandmother, the bitter rivalry between the two suddenly turns into something very different.

Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite, scorching and branding your very soul before you’ve taken that first breath. You’re never given a chance to run from it. That’s how I’d describe what happened to us. Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch.... The chase and the heat between us became addictive.

She was hell-bent on making her father disown her. Her rebellious attitude and the color that marred her snowflake skin was proof of that, so I used that knowledge to my benefit. I promised her hate and blood. Instead, she got my heart and a weak man on his knees in front of her. She was never supposed to be my bride. She was the daughter of a rival family, not even of Italian descent. She was from a different culture. Sasha Nikolayev was my vice. I was an addict for her. I would have said and done anything to chain her to me—so that’s what I did.

I caught my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend in our apartment. I was done. There wasn’t a point in sticking around to hear their excuses. I ended up alone in a hotel bar, drinking the last five years of a relationship away, not to mention a lifelong friendship. I was well on my journey to forgetting until the hot guy in a suit thought he’d interject, telling me to slow down. Who did he think he was? If I want to drown in my sorrows I will. That’s the last thing I remember.

Raised in a cult where opinions and freedom in women were not tolerated, Mara Greene narrowly escaped a life as a child bride—one where she would’ve been shared and owned by all the men in the compound. Her testimony helped put the cult leader in prison, but she’s never truly gotten past the horrors inflicted on her. Her conditioning to keep silent persists even now—despite having found a safe haven at the Resting Warrior Ranch.

He had a way of pulling everyone into his darkness. Then, to make matters worse, he convinced you that you liked it there. Kyle Davis—ex professional baseball player and current felon—loved Sara, his best friend. Strictly platonically, of course. He’d do absolutely anything for her, even put up with Greer, Sara’s other best friend

An epic tale of both betrayal and all-consuming love.... Marcus, the villain. Cody Walsh, the FBI agent who knows too much. And Delilah, the lawyer caught in between.

It's easy to feel forgettable. Nyx literally is, and the condition seems to be getting worse. Homeless and alone, she's at the end of her rope when she stumbles onto Earth Between, a nexus between worlds. The residents may be magical and alien, but they don't have any problem remembering she exists.

We were best friends, then we were enemies. Loved. Protected. Cherished. There was a time when Ranieri Andretti made me feel those things. That was before his family came after mine. He was supposed to forget me. We went our separate ways. It should have stayed like that. But now he's back in my life, and he's my new boss. I want to hate him. He's my ex-best friend. My tormentor. The head of the Andretti family. But no matter how hard I try...I can't stay away.

Asher Le Blanche is heir to a multibillion-dollar empire. He has the flawless face of Adonis, the body of a Greek god, and the soulless heart of the devil. The tabloids crown him the most desirable bachelor in the country. To me? He was the guy I’d been in love with since I was ten. Three years ago, I made the foolish mistake of throwing myself at him, only for him to turn me down without a second thought.

I learned the hard way that actions have consequences. One misguided night has left me with both physical and emotional scars. I'd hoped transferring colleges would help me heal, but I never expected him to be my remedy. Hudson Wright looks at me like I'm another trophy to win. A challenge. A game. I should hate him and I definitely shouldn't trust him. The truth is, I'm caught up in his storm.

I’ve spent years pushing her away. She thinks I hate her, but really, I know she deserves better than a college dropout turned tattoo artist. She’s the good girl, the complete opposite of my bad boy nature. But something about her kind eyes and heart-shaped face has always caught my attention, not that she has ever realized that with how I treat her.

The man who’s haunted my steps from the moment we met at the ball now controls my every move in his hideaway. His dark eyes miss nothing, and he seeks out all my weak spots. He uses his fingers, his wicked tongue, his sharp mind. Searching, testing, looking for the side of me I’ve hidden away for so long. He’s relentless in his pursuit of my secrets, but I manage to discover some of his own.

I should have used my college degree to become a lawyer, politician, or heck, even a Time Lord—hey, it worked for Dr. Who. But no, I had to own a bridal boutique. Turns out that's a terrible idea for someone with my lousy dating history. Every day, I'm surrounded by the trappings of the perfect wedding, and I'm starting to resent all the smug almost-marrieds. I shouldn't want to throat punch the brides, right? Then Jamie Riordan moves to Elk Lake with his twelve-year-old daughter. He's everything I've ever wanted in a guy—tall, gorgeous, successful, and clearly devoted to his kid.

I believed I was one of the good ones. Incorruptible. I certainly wasn’t a member of the Dirty Blue like others I knew. Then, I met Drago Acerbi. I soon realized nothing could have prepared me for the consequences of falling in love with the enemy—a dangerous criminal whom I'm supposed to lock up. Yet, I was the one keeping our relationship a secret. Drago knew that. He also knew I had a job to do. What he didn’t know was that the baby I was protecting was his son.