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A fake relationship, forbidden love, and the woman caught in the middle of it all. Divine vowed to do anything in her power to help the family get out of a jam, especially when she realizes that she’s the one responsible for their troubles. Falling for her bodyguard wasn’t part of the plan but now she’s knee deep in it with no plans of ever getting out.

A collection of five addicting standalone small town romances by USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Charity Ferrell.

I’m Natasha Resnova. The miracle child. The one who lived when doctors said I wouldn’t. The one who hides behind a camera instead of facing my violent bloodline. The Resnov bratva thrives on brutality. I survive in stillness. Until one photo puts me in the path of Lachlan MacKenzie—Dodger’s star batter and son of a Scottish crime boss. Lach sees me. The broken parts. The girl behind the blood-soaked legacy. Then he appears, and everything unravels.

Krystina Cole was a girl on a mission. She had big dreams and aspirations, none of which included a man by her side. She knew better than that - at least until she met Alexander Stone, the New York billionaire real estate tycoon. She saw the way that he looked at her, and the dark promises in his eyes. She was curious about his world and all that it entailed. But the shadows of her past haunted her, making her afraid to explore possibilities that she could never before have imagined....

Homeless teen turned prostitute turned elite call girl with some…unusual extracurricular activities was not what I’d set out to become, but survivors can’t be choosers. Now, I’ve got a life for myself, and I even like it most of the time, but a favor owed to my boss/ex-lover is about to mess all of that up. Her husband’s become a problem, and when the team of men she’s hired can’t seal the deal, I’m brought in for some assistance. When my present starts to collide a bit too much with my past, I’ve got to hope my skills are sharp enough to keep me in one piece.

Mila Ali's fiance Warren is killed in a corporate plane crash. Grief wraps around her heart and soul - cushioning her to the outside world and the reality that is now her life. Nothing could have prepared her for such a devastating loss, yet the fragile bubble she has built around her heart is shattered when Mila comes face to face with Blake Baldwin - billionaire, womanizer, Warren's boss, and the owner of that fateful airplane. Mila is not looking for love - been there, done that, but Blake will not rest until Mila Ali is his.

When love leaves 19-year-old Loyalty Wallace with nothing but a pair of bruised ribs, she finds herself with $500,000 in stolen cash from her boyfriend, Whip, and a target on her back. She plans to use that money to escape her toxic relationship, but what she doesn’t know is the money she stole wasn’t his to keep. It was a loan from the Belmonte family, one of the most dangerous families in the heart of the Big Apple.

Death before dishonor was the only way out—but now Anthony Padmore is paying the price. Incarcerated for his role in the Padmore family's criminal empire, he's awaiting trial while the empire he helped build begins to crumble. Behind bars, Anthony faces new enemies and old ghosts, including the nagging question of whether Soldada Andrews, the woman who once set his soul on fire, was the one who sealed his fate.

News of the coronavirus hits New York City, and LA-native Jade is stuck dog-sitting in her best friend’s Brooklyn apartment. Her bestie, Zora, is on her honeymoon in the Maldives and may now be stuck there, too. The island has canceled all flights. Only God knows when Zora will return and Jade can fly back to LA. Then Zora’s brother, Kamal, shows up with his bags and proclaims that he’s temporarily moving in, which is odd because he has his own luxury condo in Manhattan. Something’s clearly happened with him and his girlfriend.

Zane Windsor always loved the way Celeste Harrison’s eyes light up when he infuriates her. It just took him years to realize that what he felt for his childhood rival wasn’t hatred. When they begin working for their family businesses, competing on a larger scale than ever before, he decides he wants it all with her — and what Zane Windsor wants, he gets. Zane and Celeste discover just how thin the line between love and hate truly is, falling harder than either of them thought possible...

After a night of heavy drinking with her coworkers, Seraph succumbs to an erotic dream in which she receives pleasure beyond her wildest imagination. It’s a brand of filthy that she enjoys, but something about it is simultaneously wrong, though she can't put her finger on why. What she does know is that she can’t deny how good it feels and isn’t sure she wants it to stop.

As Kazimir and Emily battle a great war in Italy, dark secrets rise that could either shatter this couple or strengthen their bond even more. This dark, high-octane installment will take you on an emotional rollercoaster ride of deadly twists and psychological turns.

Shice is a player. All the women want and have had him. Except, Shice doesn't settle down with anyone. When the cleaning woman comes into his room after he's been robbed, he goes off on her. Not expecting Amor to fight back with her words, he's intrigued. Will Amor and Shice end up together, or are they like oil and vinegar?

I’ve spent the last couple of years finding adventure in the friendly skies, bouncing from one city to the next without a care in the world. That is until a twist of fate, in the form of some unexpected turbulence, thrusts me right into my ex’s arms while working the first-class cabin. Despite the time gap, Amir Patton still melts my insides like Superman. And after an emergency landing, an overnight layover, and a few drinks at the bar, let’s just say he’s got my legs spread like Nutella on toast.

Since his mother’s death and his brother’s imprisonment, Maven Gold has been in a vicious cycle of sleeping with a different woman every other night to numb the pain. Frequenting a local sex club gives him access to various flavors to satisfy his palate. When a chance encounter with a blast from the past arouses more than his libido, he vows to make her his.

It started as as a simple search for a landscape designer. I wanted a beautiful backyard for my new home, and my neighbors suggested I look into ward landscaping and design. The owner had no pictures of himself on his website. Just a portfolio of nice outdoor sitting areas, pools, and vibrant gardens that I’d always dreamed of having. Of course, I hired him. I expected to meet an average guy, but Mr. Marcel Ward is far from your average man.

When you know, you know. Or so say the men in my family. While I was never one to run from love, marriage, or commitment, I knew it’d take a strong woman to handle everything that came with being with me. Not only was my family well connected and wealthy, but as one of the top quarterbacks in the NFL, I had made a success of my life on my own. In my world, women came a dime a dozen...or so I thought.

I’m thinking it’s finally got to be my turn. I've got no man and no money. Nothing but a personality and a smile. But maybe that's enough this time. The richest guy in New York is looking for a secretary, and lucky for me, he’s young and as hot as sin. Too bad he’s an alpha asshole rich boy who’s stuck on himself. Nothing I do is right. Throw in a crazy ex and a father that can’t stand anything that breathes in his personal space, and I. Am. Out. He can find someone else to take notes and get his coffee. I’m fine being broke and single. I’ve gotten good at it.

Jackson Vale. My boss’s rival and the man I’ve thought far too much about since we were introduced last week. Of all the - “I’m not his,” I sputter indignantly. “I’m just his employee. He doesn’t own me.” And for some reason this sets off a flare of intensity and...satisfaction? in Jackson’s expression. That’s it, I officially give up trying to understand any of this. But then Jackson leans over and speaks so softly in my ear I can barely hear it above the falling rain.

I am not a dancer… I am not a bartender… I am not a s*x worker… I do not work the house… I own the house… And, everything that goes on in my house remains in my house. We service the wealthiest clients in all of Clarke. They come for a good time, not a long time. But, then there are those who don’t come for the fun itself. They come for the community. The connection. The Chemist.