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Having lost her best friend, Courtney Davies lives every day like it’s her last, because if life has taught her anything, it’s that some are cut far too short without warning. So when sexy former soldier Jason moves to Cradle Mountain, she shouldn't hesitate to express her immediate interest. Problem is, anytime she gets near the man, she inexplicably freezes, losing every coherent thought in her head.

I’m Vallie, but BookTok knows me as @CurvyandBooked. Dark romance is my jam, peanut butter, and marmalade. Mafia. Bully. Why choose? You name it, and I want to sit in my beanbag with my battery-operated boyfriend and read it. Look, if I don’t need a chöochie ice bath after a romance, was it even a love story? If someone didn’t bleed for looking at her, was the hero really that into her? But it’s just fiction. Until it’s not. So, when I find a masked man in my living room skimming my favorite romance novel, all my dark desires become very real nightmares.

It's been years since the disaster that destroyed our lives. Years of me trying to forget everything that happened. Of trying to forget her. I thought I finally had. Now, the only girl I've ever hated shows up in the last place I ever thought I'd see her. This world I live in - the world she's turned up in - it's too dangerous for her. She needs my help, even though she doesn't want it, and I sure as hell don't want to give it to her.

The Collapse changed everything. Good men became killers. Strong women became property. And I’ve been captured by the most ruthless men of them all....

I only wanted a cup of coffee. Alone. It was a simple request, right? Just stroll into the coffee shop on the corner, grab my usual cup of liquid nitrogen, and walk back out. All while minding my own business. But I had to walk in at that exact moment. Not 10 minutes earlier. Not 10 minutes later. Precisely when Savannah Fields needed someone to help her. When no one except me had the courage to stand up for her. After the incident, she looked at me like I was her hero. But I'm no hero. I don't even know who or what I am anymore. Who is Nick Tucker? A DEA agent? A criminal? Both?

Reese: My life hasn't been easy. At age 11, my parents and two younger siblings were murdered and I went to live with my grandmother. At age 18, I broke up with my boyfriend of almost one year because he wasn't who I thought he was. He further proved that when he put his hands on me. Two weeks later, my grandmother died. I moved to a new town with my last living relative, my older brother, Carbon, to finish my senior year of high school at Croftridge High. Then, I met Duke Jackson. One decision changed my life forever.

Master the Art of Dating, Masculine Confidence, and Long-Term Relationships.

If you loved the first volume of Paranormals of Avynwood, finish the complete series with this six-book set from USA Today best-selling Author Michelle Dare. The pack is back with more adventures, mayhem, and romance.

What happens when science goes too far? Chimera Secrets feature five stories about genetically altered humans who find love. A Nurse for a Wolfman: Only love can tame the beast. Guarding the Mermaid: Love is even more slippery than this mermaid when wet. The Lionman Kidnapping: It’s not just his mane that’s impressive. A Chimera’s Revenge: A mad scientist. An even madder patient. A fiery kind of love. Capturing a Unicorn: Will he betray or save the world’s only unicorn?

Firefighter Brice Lancaster lived his life by a set of rules: No commitments, no attachments, no promises. Three rules that were easy to follow—rules that kept his heart safe, rules that should’ve kept his best friend’s cousin out of his bed. So what was it about Quinn that made him lose his mind? Maybe it was her shiny midnight hair that made him forget he hated attachments. Or her emerald eyes that made him want to promise her the world. Or her sexy smile that made him insane with lust and the need to claim her innocence and keep her.

My mother, father, brother, and sister were murdered. And I found them. My only living relatives were my grandmother and one little sister, Reese. Then, my grandmother died, leaving me as the only one responsible for my little sister. My dad was a member of the Blackwings MC. I had always planned on becoming a brother. I just thought my dad would be there when I patched in. But he wasn't, and I was slowly drowning in anger and rage. My club was behind me and did everything they could to help me. But nothing was working. Until the night I met her.

I live by the cut. It's a brotherhood. Sex, crime, and power. But when I see that sexy little number in over her head at the biker bar, I want to pummel the son of a bitch who threatens her. Taking Alix back to my club for protection is all I can do. Hell, I want to do so much more. She wonders if I'm dangerous. Loaded question. But she needs my help anyway. She knows I'm her only hope to find her sister before the clock runs out. After that, Alix is mine. Whether she knows it or not.

Beck Wolffbrandt is not good for me—he's not good period. He is unhinged; without abandon. His darkness calls to the depraved parts of me, relieving me of all rational thought processes. I can't help but want all the things he thinks he can't offer me. My pursuit of him quickly morphs into a dangerous game I'm not sure either of us can win. I'm willing to risk everything to show him what we could be. Including my life.

Harmony makes no excuses for who she is or what she's done. For the past few years she's been living as a club girl for the Brothers by Blood MC. She respects the club, respects the men and she follows the rules. Watching the men walk in and out of her life is strangely comforting, and a feeling she's grown accustomed to. With a history of disappointments and false promises, all she wants is to have fun, play music, and finish college. Being associated with the club, she can do that without having to risk her heart. That was until he showed up.

The Army trained Lieutenant Liberty McCoy to be the best—an elite Special Forces soldier, just like her father and uncles. But nothing prepared her for the bossy, good-looking Navy SEAL who rescues her after a mission goes horribly wrong.

Best-selling author Trilina Pucci brings you an intense, steamy love story with an even hotter alpha. What do you do when all the wrong choices are the only ones that feel right? You sin. I'm a powerful man who's never been refused. Until I met her. Gretchen Andrews makes me want what I shouldn't. She's the woman I never knew I needed. The one woman I want to love. My equal. She's brought me to my knees. Made me question everything. I'm going to devour every single, gorgeous part of her body until she whispers my name like a prayer.

My name is Alice, and I live in the Bugpocalypse. I survived my first post-apocalyptic winter, and spring is here. That’s bad news! With warm weather comes the endless swarms of deadly bugs. I need to forage for food, but there’s just one little problem. Okay, so “little” isn’t the best word to describe the fierce Xarc’n warrior who is obsessed with me. Kaj’k is freakin’ huge! And his sharp claws, pointy fangs, and massive horns are scary. I reject his gift of food and flowers, but my massively muscled alien hunter doesn’t get the hint.

Running away from her tragedies and the demise of her marriage, Hazel Alexander retreats to a friend's Lake Tahoe cabin with big plans to drown her memories in bottles of wine. Being dragged into someone else's messy, high-profile divorce is not what she needs. Especially if that someone else is Justice Cross, the front man of the popular rock band, The Deviant. Born into a family of rock royalty, Justice lives his life fast and easy. When he comes across Hazel while at a local bar, his gallant attempt to get her home safely takes a complicated turn.

One word could kill them all. That's what I was warned about after the first accident when I killed my family's allies. My powers manifested too young. Powers I never asked for. I can connect with the realm of the dead. My medium? My voice. And so I don't talk. Ever. Not to anyone—except my sister, of course. She's the only reason I'm not utterly insane after a lifetime spent hiding. In the darkness. In silence. Under a shroud of loneliness with only the dead for company.

Vegas is where good people go to sin. Reno is where the bad ones go. Amidst the drugs, weapons, and trafficking, a murder-for-hire market has emerged. And my motorcycle club is right in the thick of it. If you can pay, we have a million different ways to solve your problem. You want someone to vanish without a trace? The Great Basin Desert is almost two hundred thousand square miles of "nobody will ever find you." You want to make a statement? We've been known to hang bodies from the Reno Arch.