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My name is Bobby Kincaid, and I met the woman of my dreams last night in a dark club. We drank. We danced. We shared a part of our souls, and a belly-firing kiss that has left me hard and desperate for more. I begged for her number, but all I got was the view of her slender back, little black dress, and flowing blonde hair as she slid into a car with another dude. Just like that, she drove out of my life, determined to never see me again. But I wouldn't be me if not for my tenacity and a streak of stubborn most others call a flaw.

Micah Malone is the son of a notoriously cruel—and thankfully dead—mafia boss. Now, he's the organization's enforcer and right hand to his brother's reign. He's the broadest of five boys. The quietest. And the deadliest. Yet, even with his blade pressed to my throat, he's still the only man who makes me feel alive. It's toxic and dangerous to pursue a relationship with him. I know better. But Micah is like a flame, burning bright in the night. And I'm more scared of the dark than of the monsters who hide amongst the shadows.

Katrina Blair is a single mom to a daredevil teen, which means she has no time for fruitless endeavors such as dating. Why? Because men are all the same: liars, thieves, and unreliable a**holes. Pregnant at fifteen and deserted by the father long before their son was born, Katrina learned her lessons early in life and has built an impenetrable wall that keeps the weak away. But Eric DeWhit isn’t weak, and he’s been lingering on Katrina’s side of the diner an awful lot lately.

I hate Felix Malone with all my heart and soul. He's the second-born son of a murderous don. The newest leader of the Malone mafia family now that his father is dead. If I could have hoped a change in management would mean a positive shift for the notorious crime family, I'm proven wrong as Felix quickly settles into his new role and lays scourge on New York City. He believes he's not as bad as the man who came before him, purely because the women he beds survive the night. But Felix is just a different kind of evil.

Timothy Malone the Third was born to lead. He was bred to follow in his father's footsteps, rule a city, and continue a family line of depravity, violence, and business acumen. Where his father and grandfather thrilled within the realm of brutality, dancing upon the ashes of those they destroyed, this Tim refuses to become what he was created for. Instead, he runs a bar that caters to the local cops and spends his days staring at me.

My name is Luc Lenaghan, and I'm a man who knows mistakes. I'm especially skilled at making them. Bathing in them. Compounding them. But hell, being an expert in the matter means I know how to spot the opposite, too. Kari Macchio was the girl I met when she was only seven. We kissed when she was eighteen. We committed to each other when she was twenty-four. And we married when she was twenty-eight. Unfortunately, she was the woman I destroyed when she was thirty.

Everything we do, from brushing our teeth in the morning, until we climb into bed at night, is a series of choices. Sometimes we make bad choices, sometimes they’re good, sometimes they’re made under duress, and sometimes they’re the lesser of two evils kind. Sometimes there’s no choice at all, but you’re still forced to do something, because the world refuses to slow for you. And sometimes, the one perfect choice stands right in front of you in a cop’s uniform and he asks you to feel what he feels.

Kane Bishop is everything women are warned about. He’s a professional enforcer for a dangerous cartel built upon drugs, guns, and violence, and according to the files littering my desk, it’s a sure bet he boasts a body count that has nothing to do with the women who’ve passed through his bed. I should know better than to step into his world. God knows my law degree vouches for the fact I have a brain and a modicum of common sense. And yet, here I am, hiding from my cop brother and half naked in Kane’s apartment while he stitches me up and we both pretend we aren’t desperate for a way out.

Junior, baby-faced, rookie–Riley Cruz has heard it all. The youngest police recruit in town, Riley is thirty-one years old, but is constantly overlooked because of his youthful features and habit to keep his mouth shut when everyone else is loud. But not everything is as it seems. Not everyone is as innocent as they appear.

When the most important person in your world is hurt, a man learns who he is right down at the core. Will he protect her? Can he do what needs to be done to make it better? Is he willing to take it as far as it needs to go, or is he a p*ssy that talks a big game but has no guts? And if he chooses the second, then did he truly love her at all? No. The answer is no, because a man that loves with his whole heart won’t be stopped. There is no line. There’s no ‘too far’. There’s just her. And her pain is his responsibility to fix, even if she’ll never know it was he who stepped in.

Eighteen months ago, my world was tossed upside down amid horrified screams and merciless hellfire. I was thrown into the flames to burn alive, but now I stand on the other side, invincible, untouchable, and un-f*cking-beatable. Today, the ID in my wallet says John D. Hamilton. It’s the name I go by, the name the beautiful brunette sitting alone in Ginnie’s diner knows me as.

Bishop men are nothing but a plague on this planet, a disease that needs eradication before it spreads. They’re murderers. Liars. Thieves. The day I met Colum Bishop, I thought my life was finally turning around. I was led to believe he would be our savior. He was supposed to be our hero, a long awaited reprieve from the hardships life insisted on throwing at my mom and me. But in reality, he was the beginning of the very end. Instead of accepting us, he destroyed us. Instead of saving us, he had us murdered. But before my final moments, I met a girl.

Spencer Serrano is seven feet of f*cked up. He’s crude, flirtatious, and far more dangerous than his stupid jokes imply. Abigail Rosa lives her life inside a bubble, placed there by those who love her, kept there by the respect she has for them. She knows they mean well, but the day Spence visits her shop with his filthy mouth and lack of manners, is the day her world is flipped upside down. Abigail isn’t inclined to give the giant jerk a minute of her time, but he’s determined to conquer her in every way. Just as he’s beginning to make progress, Checkmate alarms are raised.

Attempted murder. Drug deals gone wrong. Fraudulent insurance claims, and a family reunion she'll never be invited to again, Kit Reilly's life has been anything but calm since settling into domesticated life with Bobby Kincaid. After almost losing her life at the hands of sadistic family—why must there always be a crazy cousin?—Kit wakes to find the freedom she used to enjoy, gone, and in its place, is a devoted boyfriend who worries so much, she's barely afforded two-seconds of alone time.

Jimmy and Izzy are up! Izzy Hart was his from the beginning of time . . . despite the fact her brothers would kill him for even looking at her. Best friends since birth, Jim and Iz grew up together and knew where their futures were heading; they just didn't tell anyone else their plans, least of all each other. Now Iz is having a baby with another man. Was Jimmy too late to claim his one and only love? Will Izzy find happiness—with him, or with the father of her baby?