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Amelia James grew up performing on the stage. Her stunning voice made her the darling of New York's theater district since she was 15. She's never been more than an asset to her mother, never been just a woman to the young up-and-coming men who want to use her to advance their own careers. Amelia loves to sing, but is willing to give up fame, fortune, and her future on the stage for just one thing...love. Convinced she'll never find what she needs in New York, she makes the decision to leave her life behind and travel to the other side of the country as a mail order bride.

Kane Bishop’s content with living and working on the ranch, but something is missing—a family of his own. After his twin brother married the woman he once loved, Kane has moved on and is now focusing on new things. When his best friend’s little sister reenters his life, the attraction is undeniable, but the timing is all wrong. Ivy’s had a secret crush on Kane for as long as she can remember. Although she’s an introverted bookworm who hasn’t dated much, she’s ready to go after him. He might be out of her league, but she wants him to be her first and only.

Settling down and starting a family is something Diesel has considered, regardless of his one-night-stand reputation. However, he just might be single forever since who he wants is off-limits - his best friend’s little sister. He’s been in love with her for years, but betraying his friendship could ruin everything. Rowan Bishop is over men, especially after finding out her boyfriend cheated and left her heartbroken. After graduating from college, she’s back home and has to face the one guy who purposely gets under her skin - her older brother’s best friend.

I’m supposed to be the last of my kind, all-powerful, and marked by prophecy for greatness. But, something, somewhere, must have gone wrong, because I have no power or greatness. The prophecy must be about my sister, the only other living being with our kind's blood in her veins, but she's been in a magical sleep for eight years and is slowly turning to stone. I will do anything to save her, but the answers I need are inside Poseidon’s underwater palace. The fiercely powerful ocean god rules his realm with brutal efficiency, and nobody is ever allowed to get close to him.

He is Death. The 4th Horseman. The son of Lucifer. And I'm going to kill him. He's the Grim Reaper of New Orleans, stealing souls to make up for his absent one, but he'll pay for the lives he's taken. Someone has to stop him, and it's going to be me. He murdered my father, Fenrir, and I'm ready to unleash my wolf upon him. I'll tear him to shreds to get my revenge and prevent him from claiming any more lives. But how do you kill Death—especially when he's your fated mate?

Dax Tarnis has few rights and fewer options. A Casteless thief, he has struggled his whole life just to put food in his belly, and his dreams and goals have always been far out of reach. It should have been like that forever, but Dax wanted more. And when fate thrusts a rare magic card into his hands, his world is upended. Now, he has the power to change everything. All he needs is to learn how to use it. How to level up. How to fight.

Men are usually abrupt in their texts. Women wonder what their men are usually thinking about. What better way to express yourself than through dirty texts? Message your dirtiest thoughts and desires to him or her, and watch the enthusiasm and your love life in bed increase greatly!

Volt is my best friend. And nothing but my best friend. Natalie and Sara keep telling me there's something more going on beneath the surface, but that's not true. Volt is a manwhore. A player. And a heartbreaker. We're better off as friends. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

After two years of being separated and held at the mercy of a usurper queen, Creed is in a position to reclaim his throne. Honor is recovered. Our mating quad is complete. Now, all we have to do is repair the damage to the Dornte quadrant and pull it all together.

The monster that's tormented us from the shadows has finally stepped into the light, and he has his sights set on me. But discovering that my entire life has been orchestrated as a twisted form of training to help him literally unleash Hell on earth? Not exactly my idea of a romantic gesture. There's an invisible noose around our necks, tightening more with every passing day, every saccharine smile Ash sends my way. He may have had centuries to put his plans in place, but he underestimates the depth of my spite, the lengths I'm willing to go to protect what's mine.

I never broke the curse...I just changed it. Now I’m forced into a partnership with Maddox, and since I can’t kill him, I have to tolerate him every day. So Sofia leaves me. I’ve sacrificed everything for her, but it’s never enough. My love for her doesn't change despite the betrayal. The torture continues.

Deacon Hamilton was supposed to be just a client. And I don't date clients. Well, not anymore. But I've fallen in love with his son, fallen in love with our trips to the cabin...and now I can't be with Tucker anymore. Not when Deacon is the man I want. So I'm just going to tell him. And hope for the best.

She’s mine once again but she’s practically a ghost. She’s just using me...not that I mind. But her indifference is suffocating. I mean nothing to her...less than what she used to mean to me. Admissions of regret and apologies aren’t enough to fix it. I have to return to the gypsy...and hope for the best.

As the director of concierge of the Liberty Building in Tribeca, it’s my job to take care of the rich and famous, the billionaire suits, their trophy wives, all the VIPs. It’s like running a hotel - but for billionaires. When a penthouse opens up, it’s like the floor of the stock exchange. The highest bidder wins. And this time, the winner is Deacon Hamilton. He’s young and gorgeous...but a tool.

Darkness & Debauchery is the final book in the Desire Aforethought trilogy. A dark reverse harem paranormal romance with an MMMM/F why-choose dynamic, incubi who would burn the world for her, and an ending that will wreck you in the best possible way.

I’m theirs. I signed up to be one of the Iron Incubi’s playthings to save my friend, but at what cost? They set my blood on fire. I know they’re just using their incubus tricks, but the line between the job I'm contracted to do and my real emotions is blurring. I’ve never felt like I’ve belonged, but I’m afraid I’m starting to feel more at home with these monsters than I ever did with my own kind.

Nellie Wallace is a young widow with two children. In post-Civil War New York, the men are scarce and none want the burden of a wife with children. Her dead husband's family is wealthy, and cruel. Desperate to escape their influence, and eager for a home, a husband, and a stable life for her children, Nellie decides to make a new life in San Francisco as a mail-order bride.

Cora Jones has a dilemma. She was engaged to be married but her fiancé Asa Woods was killed in the Civil War. She'd never been madly in love with Asa, but she did care for him deeply and grieved his loss. When she stopped grieving she decided she wanted to put everything behind her and became a mail order bride for Harry Belcher.

Elaina “Elle” Darien is gorgeous and driven, but her father’s death left her dealing with a wicked stepmother intent on sabotaging the family business. After two years of constantly working, all she wants is one night for herself, and the Wilder Way Fairy Tale Ball promises to sweep her off her feet. After the tragic loss of his parents and fiancée, handsome and wealthy Hunter Wilder no longer believes in happily ever afters. But when he meets Elle at the ball, he’s smitten, and intrigued, for the first time in years.

Anger management isn’t so bad when your shrink is gorgeous. It’s less great when you turn up to find him dead on the floor, and an armored giant dressed like a freaking ancient warrior standing over his body, though. Ares, the God of War, has lost his power and the only way for him to get it back? Me. Apparently, I’m a goddess. One with the power of war. I mean, it does explain a lot.