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Jill was raised in a militia, but found the strength to break away. She hadn't expected that break would lead her to a life filled with supernatural friends and space battles, but she could handle anything thrown her way. Even the sexy alien she kept butting heads with.

Annaliese Harper knows that one tiny mistake can jeopardize a career before it's even begun. Letting your boss find the extensive collection of porn on your personal laptop is one way. Sleeping with him is another. Liese manages to do both. As the new librarian at a prestigious small-town private high school, Liese is drawn to her sexy, charismatic principal, Ryder Whitehall - an attraction she refuses to acknowledge given their relationship and her recent liberation from a delusional ex-boyfriend.

When Damon Knight’s younger sister is kidnapped, Avalon is determined to help him in any way she can. When she winds up kidnapped herself, Avalon doesn’t use what she knows to save herself. Instead, she promises to rescue Damon’s sister. She knew it was stupid, but she blamed it on love.

The day I lost my best friend was the day I realized that I'd been living in the past. I've tried to find a way to heal, to mend that break. Somehow, I came through it partially whole. But I know I couldn't have done that without Aiden Connolly. The problem is, he once loved my best friend. And now she's gone, and I refuse to be in that shadow, or worse, a replacement for someone we both loved. 

"Caden, look at me." I caught his gaze and held it. He was confident. Arrogant. Sure he had a place in the world. And under that was the man who needed me to be that place. "If I could..." He smiled and shook his head at a silly thought he wanted to dismiss but couldn't - a contradiction in keeping with the whole man I married. "If I could write my love in the sky, it wouldn't be big enough. I'd run out of room. I'd fall out of the air trying to say it all." He was saying it all. Every day. And he was falling out of the sky to do it.

That was all it took for me to know Elisabeth was my soul mate. Five years, countless infertility treatments, and the loss of our only son. That was what it took for me to lose her. One phone call, a mix-up at the lab, and a little girl neither of us knew existed. That was the hell it took to bring her back to me.

I'm Jack Harris, a world-class DJ, with a $100 million offer on the table. I never have to ask for what I want. I get it, anywhere, anytime, anyone. After breaking up with my on-again, off-again girlfriend, I seize an opportunity when I see it. Sweet Tess, sitting there all alone, is ready to get swept off her feet. If only for just one night. I don't expect the paparazzi to show up the next morning, and I don't expect Tess to have secrets that make her run from the press. But damn, I want to protect that girl.

Stefano Leone is closing in on one of the most dangerous mobsters on earth. He's surrounded by armed men, his life under constant threat. He's not had time for sex in years, let alone love. A beautiful American woman, however, slips right under his guard, into his bed and his heart. But does she truly want Stefano? Or has she been sent to seduce him - or worse? Designer Jamie McIntyre is on a working vacation in Palermo, Sicily, soaking up the sunshine and the art, trying to contact a former law student of her grandfather's. She's thinking "nerd in a suit."

Chloe has always been a creature of joy and laughter. Since a brutal attack nearly a year ago, the trauma she experienced has gotten worse. She has started hiding from her life, even putting up walls between herself and those she cares about most. During a panic attack one night, she impulsively calls a number that she’s had for many months. Chloe met Brendan at her boss’ wedding. With confidence and seduction, he easily steps into the role of helping her manage her fear. By the end of the long call, they’ve indulged in some serious flirtation and mind-blowing phone sex - and she’s feeling things she’s buried for too long.

The white-collar life Jonathan Powell created for himself is gone. Standing outside Wentworth prison after serving his five-year sentence, he knows he has to start over. No more hooking up with Dominant women so he can enjoy the challenge of screwing up their minds. But who knew his last target would be a psychopathic killer who tried to off two cops? No, it wasn't the game that was the problem. He just made some key mistakes. Mistakes he won't make again. Then Mistress Dona shows up to give him a ride from the prison into his new life, and his resolve goes out the window.

I needed money. He wanted my virginity. So I sold it. If I don't pay off my piles of debt, I'm going to lose the one thing I care about - my grandmother. She needs a place to live, people to take care of her, and there's no way I can afford it anymore. But I only have one thing worth any money. My virginity. It was a shot in the dark to put it up for auction online. What kind of person would even bid on something as perverted as this? Pierce Pinewood, that's who. He outbid everyone right away, making it clear he wanted to win.

Type A attorney Fiona Quinn has one goal left to accomplish before turning 30: A big, fairy tale wedding. All she needs is a groom. So what if she’s never been in love — or even lust — before? She’s confident she can solve the problem the way she always does, with spreadsheets and an action plan. When a family emergency brings bad boy Max Devlin swaggering back into town — with his cocky grin, tattoos, and wanderlust — Fiona has to remind herself that he’s as unsuitable as it gets.

Brynn Allen has always been ambitious. If there’s something she wants, she goes after it. That attitude has driven her to build a successful career. As more and more people begin to notice her when she’s out, Brynn believes it’s time to be proactive in another aspect of her life. Her safety.

Suddenly finding ourselves in the hands of the nefarious Facility—run by my final mate’s father—was enough to make my claws twitch under my skin. The only reason I hadn’t reduced these humans to ribbons of severed flesh was that there was information to uncover, and a swan shifter to find...hopefully alive.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to fight fire. There’s no high like rushing into a burning building, knowing you could save a life. Ever since I met Pepper, I’ve only put her in danger. But even that knowledge can’t keep me away. She’s everything I never knew I needed. Kind, brave, and never hesitates to put me in my place. But someone isn’t happy I’ve found a place with her. As the threats close in around us, I have a choice to make. Give up everything I’ve dreamed or lose the woman who has made me whole. The fires are closing in. Time is running out.

The only thing that ever stood between me and madness was Greyson. And now, she's in trouble. She's falling into the hole that almost ended me. The only thing standing between her and the fate I escaped is me. But I have no expertise in this; no knowledge but what she taught me. I'm flying blind here, and every moment that passes brings me closer to losing her. She says I'm crossing the line, but she can draw a million lines around her, and I'll cross every single one to get to her, even if it destroys me.

When Maren Casey’s best friend was kidnapped and held for ransom, one name came to mind. She just wasn’t sure her high school sweetheart would want to see her again, not after the way things ended between them.

I proposed on our first date. She laughed and told me I was insane. Less than a day later, she said yes. It was a whirlwind, but we were happy. Until we got greedy and wanted a family. It was a life I couldn't give her, not for lack of trying. Fertility just wasn't on our side.

My instincts had always served me well. Listening to my gut, the warning voice in my head that told me when to walk away. I never failed to heed the signs. Until the day she walked into my office. I knew she would be trouble, but I ignored the alarm bells. And then it was too late, and I fell. Hard.

California landscape artist Estelle Donovan hates big cities. Between the grime, the smell, all the drab concrete, and the suffocating summer heat, how can anyone breathe? Housesitting her brother's New York apartment, complete with broken elevator and smoking air conditioner, is her kind of hell. It's only for two weeks, though. What could possibly go wrong?