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I'm no saint, but apparently even killers have limits. When the Bratva hired me as security for the night, I didn't know it was a flesh trade. I could have kept my cool, done my job, but then I saw her. Pure as a lily, dressed in skimpy lingerie, and being auctioned off to the foulest men in Brighton Beach.

Inked by a monster—sounds cool, right? Until the guy accidentally imprinted on me. What was supposed to be a birthday gift to myself backfired in my face. How was I to know when I told him "Surprise me" that the fine-ass monster man would somehow embed his essence into my tattoo? Or that I'd come from his skilled fingers tapping a needle full of ink into my back? Now, ever since my tat-gasm, the guy follows me like a love-sick puppy… Intriguing me. Idolizing me. Impaling me. But I don't do insta-love, no matter how hot the s-e-x is.

This is the most important house flip I've ever done. It's a gorgeous California home by a known architect, it contains the final piece of the map we need to unite the magical realms, and the body of Byron, my demigod ghost, is supposedly here. That's a lot on one girl's plate. Of course, no home renovation is without surprises. In this case, we have a whole slew of nosy old wizard neighbors, a lonely undine who lives in the pool and won't leave, 1970s decor worthy of the Brady Bunch, and my struggles not to get distracted by Byron, Graham, Jake, and Jasper and get stuff done.

They say never judge a book by its cover, but as an avid reader of "those kinds of books" and a member of my mom’s book club, it’s hard not to. I mean, who can blame me for lusting after a hot, tattooed, pierced, bad boy with milk chocolate eyes and all that amazing hair.

It's my first day as the new reporter covering New Zealand's famous rugby team. I'm an American who knows nothing about rugby, but after taking one step into the locker room after the game, I'm a huge fan. These massive tough men are true alphas. And there's one who stands taller than the rest. Akea Saluni. The Samoan god. Covered in tribal tattoos, this chiseled man has muscles for days. He puts the moan in Samoan. He makes the Rock look like a pebble. He brings me to my knees. And once this possessive man lays his dark eyes on me, that's exactly where I'm going to stay.

After our first kiss, he moved away. After our first time together, he confessed it wasn't his first time. After buying me my first drink, he said he was with someone else...but still loved me. Now I'm staring at two pink lines on a pregnancy test...and the number he gave me to call? It's been disconnected. Great.

When Kenna Sutton is tasked with driving home newly returned Beck “True Blue” Collier, she expects the strategic army mastermind to be a pasty number cruncher. Never at a loss for words, Kenna is, nonetheless, rendered speechless by the gorgeous, hard-bodied, and utterly inexperienced army major who lands in her passenger seat.

To the McKenna sisters, Jane was a friend. A pseudo-sister, the girl they grew up with. To Jamie McKenna, she was everything. Their youthful passion consumed them. When their world fell apart, Jamie thought their love would be the thing that held them together but Jane abandoned him when he needed her most. And now he'll never forgive her. For years he's been planning his revenge against the people who took everything from him. Jane won't be an exception. He's coming for her. She knows it and she doesn't understand why. After all, Jamie was the one who pushed her away.

Curvy Vanessa Soler, seamstress at her dad's strip club, never expected her father to bet her in a poker game - and lose! Now she's got to deal with big, bad shifters wanting to claim the prize, i.e. her. On top of all that, she'll have to dance...on stage. Shit just got real.

The driven woman sets up the perfect trap: house to herself, sexy clothes, and even gives the surprised Chad some well-placed seemingly accidental views! Chad's brought his own present for Sandra as well. He's picked up her blunt hits easily enough, and has every intention to deliver.

The premature death of his dad and a tumultuous childhood has left coal miner Tommy 'Huck" Sawyer hardened to emotion and relationships. Andi Sullivan is the one woman who can break through that tough exterior. But Andi, the twin sister of Tommy's best friend, is destined for better things, away from her harsh father's control and their sooty mining town. It seems everything is against Tommy ever having the one thing his heart wants most.

After the young billionaire, Asher Landseer, asks Jessika for a potentially life-changing favor, she's confused as to what to do. Before they last parted ways, he told her to think about it overnight. Unfortunately, the only thing she can think about is him. Was what they shared in his office just a game to him? Or did she somehow bring out the dominant, aggressive nature in the man in charge of Landseer Enterprises? His passion, his vigor, they intrigue her, and yet there's one thing she knows she can't forget.

Discover a world of filth and depravity in this steamy and emotionally thrilling series. A group of lifelong friends battle organized crime and evil and in the end, each will bring justice and find their own HEAs. This box set includes Reckless Night, Fallen Night, Captive Night, Relentless Night, and Broken Night.

Hunger burns in Connie Bences' soul -she craves the blood of her vampire lover, Rurik, but it's not satisfying her needs anymore. It's driving her insane. Desperate to find help, Rurik brings her to Rio De Janeiro where Tane rules the vampire nation. The back-stabbing vampire almost killed her and Rurik when they'd first met, then used them to obtain his crown. She would rather stake him, but the small drop of Nosferatu blood he'd forced her to drink in Budapest is blooming into a bond, one which ties her life to his.

BDSM erotic romance with a happy ending! Georgia is broke, and she can't resist the ad in the paper: Women with low libido needed for sex theme park. Never mind that with her lusty appetites, she hardly qualifies. She needs money, and she'll do whatever it takes to get it.

My enemy had seen me naked. He was holding the proof right before my eyes, and my stomach lurched sickeningly. "Seems like you had too much to drink last night," he remarked in that condescending tone he always used with me. I looked up at him as he stood watching me from the doorway with his attitude of superiority. In that moment of weakness, I actually tried to plead with him. "Please. I've never done anything to you." "Begging me on your knees. That's a good start."

A longing look across the room. A forbidden touch in the dark. A love that hurts...in the best way. From best-selling author Kandi Steiner comes an angsty collection of three gut-wrenching, heart-stopping romances that will have you on the edge of your seat from the first hitched breath until the very last kiss.

It was complicated, it was also just the beginning. A decision. A simple choice. There is always that one moment in life where things could have been different. That one moment where you could have chosen a path that would lead you down a certain road. A different life. It was easier to pretend that we were still best friends, and that she was my girl and I was her boy. Pretending was better than knowing the truth. I. Ruined. Us. I had her. I lost her. I love her. All I did was complicate us.

They took my powers from me - for my own good, so they said - and told me not to come back to Merlin College. But you can't get rid of me that easily. After all, I still have the boys on my side. My foxy familiar Firian, tempting incubus Alec, and sexy vampire Montague - and we have an awesome summer planned in Florida. Part of the plan? Trying to get myself enrolled in a rival witch college. Not part of the plan? The part where Harris von Hapsburg Nicolescu, arrogant jerk that he is, follows us to Florida and gets seriously up in my business.

My enemy had seen me naked. He was holding the proof right before my eyes, and my stomach lurched sickeningly. "Seems like you had too much to drink last night," he remarked in that condescending tone he always used with me. I looked up at him as he stood watching me from the doorway with his attitude of superiority. In that moment of weakness, I actually tried to plead with him. "Please. I've never done anything to you." "Begging me on your knees. That's a good start."