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On the worst day of my life, I was given away by my own blood. Sold to a handsome bad guy in exchange for my father’s debt. Easton Van Buren claimed me and locked me up in his mansion. That devilish man wanted more than just my body. So, I ran. But when a rich man’s prized possession escapes, he’ll do anything he can to get her back in his claws. Anything he can, to entice her heart to fall for him. And submit.

I’m a desperate man. One week out of prison and trouble found me again. When a mafia hitman comes after me, I end him with my bare hands. But the beautiful florist witnesses my crime. Now she’s my prisoner. I can’t let her go. My soul's unsalvageable, forever living in a den of sin. But the rest of me knows what it wants. And I want her.

I came to Dublin to fix my relationship with my brother. I didn't mean to become obsessed with the tattooed goddess with haunted eyes—his best friend. One lie turned into another. Stalking her turned into taking her. Now, I'll do anything to keep her… including putting my baby in her belly. Even if it means I lose my brother forever. But her dangerous past is returning to claim her. If my brother and I can't put aside our hate, she's worse than dead.

Nobody knows my secret, the secret that must be kept for me to mate. I've hidden my condition... until she showed up. The delicious-scented human who drives my wolf insane. Being near her makes it a hundred times worse... but I can't resist. I stalk her at school. At home. In bed. If I don't master her soon, my control will snap. But if I don't leave her alone... I'll lose everything.

The dead don't come back. Or do they? Viktor assassinated Tanechka—the Russian mafiya's deadliest hitwoman and the only woman he ever loved—by throwing her off a cliff. Years later, he glimpses a mysterious nun who refuses to show her face. And he knows it's her. His brothers say it's madness. His enemies whisper he's lost his mind. But Viktor knows the truth in his bones: either his guilt has finally broken him... or Tanechka has returned from the dead.

A huge and very particular appetite for a blonde, curvy, shifter who just happens to be my partner on my next mission. As a soldier of the Fae Corps, I must keep my hands off her, or risk the anger of both the Fae and the shifters. No problem then. I have the perfect solution. Temporary relationship? Check. Giving her multiple o's? You bet. Making her come until she’s completely lost sight of anything else but me and what I can do to her? That’s my specialty, folks.

Wanted: just one guy who understands that the Big O is not just another letter in the alphabet. I may have a “Sex & Love” advice column, but I also have a big, scandalous secret. I’ve never, actually, had my own Big O. Not even close. And DIY ain’t cutting it. My readers think I have it all: glamour, brains, and an enviable sex life. But behind my fancy words, I live in fear of being found out. Losing it all… without a happy ending. Enter my dude-roommate and his hot friends.

As the lead singer of one of the hottest bands to hit the rock scene, f--ks are free, drugs come easy, and music is life. For as long as Stone can remember, Willow has been his music - the notes that weave his soul together. His rhythm. >Until he threw her away.

Okay, so he wasn’t actually my ex. August is my best friend’s older brother, and he just went with me to Macy and Gideon’s wedding. You know, friends with no benefits. Then we ended up having sex at said wedding. We agreed to not do it again. Until I thought I was pregnant. And instead of being upset, I was happy. Except I wasn’t. Pregnant, that is. Then I drunk dialed August and asked him to make a baby with me. On purpose. I wanted to take it back. To die of shame. But the next thing I knew, he was at my door....

This time, there’s no escaping. I played a game with the bratva and lost. Now, I have to pay the price, dragged deep into a world of immoral, twisted, obsessed men. And this time, there’s no escaping the dangerous, evil men who plan to make money off me, even if it destroys me.

He's Miami's hottest new MVP. She's the woman who makes it all worthwhile. I brought us to Miami, my engagement ring on Roxie's finger, and nothing feels better than this woman by my side. She keeps me home, keeps me grounded, and having her with me on this new journey means everything. I'm well aware of what Roxie's given up to come to Miami with me: an entire other life, and any sacrifices I've made are none compared to that. This woman is made for me and I am for her, and if we can get through what we dealt with in college, I think we'll be golden here.

Months. I'd been looking for her for months. Nina Astor gave me one red-hot night and disappeared into the city. The woman was a phantom, and I was obsessed. Now she is back in my life, as real as ever. And completely unattainable. Because Nina Astor is beyond off-limits. Daughter of a dynasty. Cousin of New York’s most notorious billionaire. Married to the scum of the earth — the subject of my next investigation. As a criminal prosecutor, I’m supposed to be on the right side of the law. But when it comes to Nina Astor, I’m a very bad man.

I was the first to ever taste her, and I will wipe out any other man who touches her or my unborn heir. I'm the ruthless heir of New York's most powerful Mafia Don. And she's just the innocent daughter of our savage nemesis, thirsty for my father's blood. All she ever wanted was out of the mafia world. Instead, she landed in the arms of the most dangerous mafia beast out there… me. I mercilessly claimed every drop of her virtue, savoring every inch… I made her submit to my every command, begging me for more with every moan.

Powerful vampire Quintus Tullius returns to New Orleans after a demon attacks. When he's healed by an attractive stranger, he quickly realizes her altruistic actions are driven by more than kindness, and she is not who she appears to be. Gabriella Savoie has been on the run since she was 13 years old. Determined to survive, she practices a unique blend of magick to hide from the coven who seeks her death. Desperate, she leads a treacherous existence in underground clubs, selling her mystical blood to vampires to survive.

Violet Valentine has had enough of tattooed bad boys for one lifetime. Sure, nice guys don't set her on fire the way her ex Ethan did. They don't have his piercing blue eyes, or his bright smile, or his skilled hands. They don't serenade her with her favorite songs. Or make her laugh until her sides ache. Or make her feel so good she could die. None of that matters. Ethan isn't breaking her heart again. No one is.

Ashton Barclay, or as I like to call him, Mr. B. for "Bossy", is fast becoming the bane of my existence. After running into him, literally, he’s now popping up everywhere and somehow managing to weave his way into my life. He’s egotistical, smug, and so ridiculously good-looking it should be illegal - he’s way too hot to handle. I don’t do hot, those type of guys are more trouble than they’re worth.

Fate paired me with the one she-wolf I could never trust. Five years ago, my beautiful neighbor Carlotta betrayed me. My family was destroyed. Because of her, the pack banished my father, relegating me and my mom with a lowered status, barely able to scrape by. Carlotta left town before I found out why she did it. Before I had the chance to make her pay. But now she’s back. She hasn’t changed much, but I have. I’m twice her size now. Far more dominant. And I just discovered she belongs to me.

He’s an overprotective bodyguard. The dark-haired grump who makes introverted, good girl me more flustered than usual. And, until he decides I’m safe, he’s also my new roommate.

My hellish enemies have sealed my fate. And made a very big mistake. There will be no forgiveness. Only revenge. The vicious kind. I’ve become as savage and ruthless as they are.

Virgil's first taste of BDSM was disturbingly enticing. Hoping to burn out his interest, he visits an infamous San Francisco club, where he wins himself the prettiest little submissive he's ever seen. He's in a quandary. A man shouldn't render a woman helpless, let alone spank her ass. But the nervous little submissive clearly loves being in his ropes. Her need to be controlled is as powerful as his need to control. So he indulges himself, and her.