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For years, I studied Tristano at the club. I'd mimic his commands, dominating the most powerful, dangerous men. Now, he wants me to submit to him—the opposite role I usually play. So we make a deal. But the urges we think we'll overcome, we can't. When we finally come to terms with our secret, his enemy tries to destroy us. Then I wake up, not remembering anything. And the man who claims I'm his makes my skin crawl.

After spending my entire pro golfing career being known as the quiet, controlled, no-nonsense golfer, there's nothing more humiliating than throwing all of that down the drain on national television. Needing some place to hide, I can only think of one place I need to be. Summersweet Island, where they'll all be happy to have me home again. Well, except maybe one person. But I'm sure Birdie Bennett, my best friend since I was 15 and the clubhouse manager of my favorite golf course, has had plenty of time to forgive me for that tiny little misunderstanding.

In the blink of an eye, Kingston Romano’s entire world has fallen apart. His sister is in the hands of a rival mafia family, and his only hope of getting her back is by making a wager that includes the mysterious Acely Mezzerich. Unfortunately for King, his feelings for Ace only escalate the longer he’s around her, muddling his conscience as well as his arrangement with the enemy. And if has any hope of saving his sister and keeping Ace, he needs to execute it perfectly.

I’m Alana Mitchell, and for my 20th birthday, I got a brand-new magical destiny instead of the laptop I was saving for. I’m a witch. I have powers I can’t control, enemies I know nothing about, and a legacy I can’t begin to grasp. There’s a shadow world out there, waiting to swallow me whole...a world I didn’t even know existed until I used my magic and unleashed hell upon my naïve self.

Mackenzie ‘Mac’ Austin just wants what any modern commitment-phobic woman in New York wants: a no-strings-attached hook-up, steamy enough to brag about over mimosas the next morning. What she doesn’t want is her dating app’s latest suggestion: preppy, corporate Thomas Decker. So, obviously, she rejects the guy without a second thought. There’s just one snag: he’s sitting next to her, so he witnessed her do it. And now he’s calling her out.

Mallory Viridian has had a quiet few months. Even with the increased influx of humans visiting Station Eternity, she hasn’t seen so much as a bar brawl. Used to people dying left and right around her, the lack of murders to solve has left her unexpectedly . . . bored. But humanity's favorite way to waste time is on its way to her sector of the galaxy. A giant, one-of-a-kind data ship called Metis is bringing the entire Internet from Earth—as well as a mystery fan convention.

They're going out on tour together to support individual albums, and have hired the wonderful Archie to be their nanny so their twin daughters can go with them. But they don't realize they've hired a snake to travel with them, a young keyboard player who wants Heath for herself, and will do whatever it takes to get him. MJ and Heath are settling in to the second half of the first decade of their marriage, going through some strains in the ties that bind them together. Heath has become moody, irritable, critical of MJ for the first time ever. He's almost a stranger to MJ.

Hadley Donavan can’t believe she has to go home to Nebraska for her sister’s wedding. She’s gonna need a wingman and a whole lot of vodka for this level of family interaction. At least her bestie agreed he’d man up and help. But then instead of her best friend, his evil twin strolls out of the airport.

Emily Flanagan has been living her dreams the last four years as a professional cheerleader for the Los Angeles Vipers, thousands of miles away from her tiny hometown of Summersweet Island, Virginia. She's got the world at the tips of her pom-poms...until she tells her boss to shove those pom-poms where the sun doesn't shine.

An Atlan warlord in hiding. In pain. In danger of succumbing to a horrible fever. Only one woman can save him. One. All he has to do is find her before he becomes a Big Bad Beast.

I’m Mac. You probably even recognize the sound of my voice.... Because I’m the radio host that wakes up most of Sacramento every morning. Everyone knows me, knows my reputation. Ladies’ man, bad boy, eternally single commitment-phobe. I have my own reasons for needing to stay single, my own demons to battle with. Except, after one hell of a drunken accident, I’ve woken up married. To a gorgeous green-eyed girl, Kelley, who I only met yesterday in a coffee shop. This playboy is off the market. The only question is...for how long?

Firebrand chose me. Me! I'd be flattered if I didn't know the all-alpha band has chewed through at least six other band managers in as many years. But I won't be their next ex-manager. I've been waiting for my shot, a chance to prove myself, and this is it. I will not mess it up. Jax, Dylan, Asher, and Holden will be whipped into shape if it's the last thing I do on this earth. I will not break. I will not give in to their charm. Not even when my body betrays me, its beta chemistry shifting in a way that I don't understand. That I can't control.

Anna is relieved to leave her small hometown behind and get a fresh start with an internship in Dublin. What she doesn't expect is to bump into a strange man in her new apartment on her first night there. A man who, it turns out, also owns the company she's joined. As Adam and Anna are thrust together more and more, she discovers he's a man with secrets and a dark past - a past that seems to be reaching for her. Although Anna can sense how dangerous Adam is, she can't seem to resist him. Neither of them can see that their only hope for survival is each other.

I knew after that night in Aruba I’d never see Brandon again. That’s fine; I’m too busy vying for the corner office to make time for relationships. But when our paths cross again in New York, our sizzling attraction leads to “just one more night”. Then another. And another.

After losing my husband, life was all about taking care of my kids and trying to remain afloat. Brody and Hayden crashed into my life with the force of an entire ocean. Five years is a long time to be alone. Now, I have not one, but two sexy and successful men to drown in.

Cass Morgan is used to hitting home runs. Sunday Lane is the strike he never saw coming. An MLB legend and a single mom. Ordinarily, their paths would never cross. But when a career-threatening injury and a cross-country move put them in each other's paths, two pink lines forever entangle their lives.

They survived the storm. They survived The Colony. But not everyone made it home. Not everyone made it back to the safety and security of the cabin. Nila now faces yet more difficult choices. Protect her daughter and friends at all costs, or once again trust those who claim they can save the world. With a possible cure on the horizon, what lengths will people go to in order to save the remainder of the human population?

I was the villain in stilettos and red lips. Trained in the art of seduction and death. As a clinical psychologist, I was an expert in the intricacies of the mind. Yet my own was a labyrinth of suppressed traumas, ghosts, and untapped grief. Faced with betrayal, I never expected to find salvation at the other end of my barrel—in someone who also desired my death. He was a man without a past.

Long story short. I needed to find a wife. My mother's final attempt to hold control over me from beyond the grave was temporarily appointing my uncle, her brother, Chairman and CEO of our family company, Bradshaw Capital. She stipulated in her will something I didn't see coming—marry within the year of her passing, remain wed for another, and the company would be mine. As absurd as that was, I had no choice if I wanted control of the company that was rightfully mine. While in Vegas, I met a captivating woman, a fellow New Yorker named Stella Harper, who was financially strapped and jobless.

My entire life changed when I met a hot and sexy billionaire named Charlie Stone at the Chicago airport. I wasn't prepared for the journey I was about to embark on when I found out I was pregnant, which resulted from one drunken night neither of us barely remembered.