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I'm so done with men. I don't care if he looks like Ryan Gosling with a ten-inch cucumber in his pants and says he wants me to have his babies. Just, no. I'm done. I can't pick them. To make matters worse, the real estate investment company I work for is on the verge of collapse. There's one deal that can save it, and it's all up to me. I make this deal or look for a new job. Problem is, I'm competing with the arrogant jerk who started my whole bad luck streak with men.

"Your lips would look great wrapped around my..." Who in the world tells a girl that on their first meeting? Tyler Locklin, that's who. He's filthy rich and arrogant with a set of abs that is the envy of all young men everywhere, and did I forget to mention devilishly handsome? He's a bastard of the first order. I can't stand to be in the same room with him.

The DeLaCoeur family destroyed my family, and ever since I was a little girl, I vowed I would have my revenge. Now the time has come, and I've waited my whole life for this. The heir to the family fortune is first on my list. Jackson. It should be easy - he's just a billionaire playboy that's used to women falling at his knees. I'll play along, I'll seduce him, and I'll humiliate him.

Your heart shall be his, then will come the sting. You will suffer...and then you shall burn. The words chill me to the bone. That’s my fate. At least, that’s what the fortune teller says. Destiny, horoscopes...who believes in that? I sure don’t. I make my own future, thank you very much. But when I meet Scott Danger, the words come back to haunt me. Handsome, rich, and sexier than any man should be, he’s pursuing me hard and fast. I want to run just so he’ll chase me...catch me...take me. I’m in so much trouble, but I think I like it. Still, those eerie words.... Do I tempt fate?

Protecting her should be easy for a man like me. When assigned as a bodyguard for Adriana Bertoli, I knew I was in for a world of trouble. With her fiery-red hair, sparkling green eyes, milky white skin, and lush, curvaceous body, she's a damn knockout. But she also happens to be the niece of one of the most powerful mob bosses in the Seattle-Tacoma area, Don Carlo - my boss. And he's made it clear that none of his men are to lay a finger on Adriana.

Medical student Sophie White is working two jobs to pay for her college tuition. But when she meets the handsome, dark, and mysterious Mark, she is thrust into a world she never knew existed. A man of confidence, Mark exudes a quiet power and seductiveness, but who he is and how he acquired his wealth remains a mystery. When he meets the lovely Sophie White, he is smitten, and despite every fiber in his body telling him not to, he brings her into his dark world.

A man of confidence, Mark exudes a quiet power and seductiveness, but who he is and how he acquired his wealth remain a mystery. When he meets the lovely Sophie White, he is smitten, and despite every fiber in his body telling him not to, he brings her into his dark world.

She's Daddy's little girl, but I'll make her a rebel. They call me a killer - a felon. I spent five years in a medium security shithole. I swore I'd stay out of trouble, but when I met Abby Rawlings, all bets were off. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew I had to have her.

Medical student Sophie White is working two jobs to pay for her college tuition. But when she meets the handsome, dark, and mysterious Mark, she is thrust into a world she never knew existed. A man of confidence, Mark exudes a quiet power and seductiveness, but who he is and how he acquired his wealth remains a mystery. When he meets the lovely Sophie White, he is smitten, and despite every fiber in his body telling him not to, he brings her into his dark world.

I have a confession to make. I hate my math professor, Connor Daniels. From the moment he walked into class, he’s been a thorn in my side, nitpicking every little thing that I do. It burns me how he expects me to be just as perfect as he is. I get that professors are supposed to challenge their students, but he’s such a... He’s a dick. Cocky. Big-headed. Egotistical. So why can’t I stop fantasizing about him? Standing up there in his tight jeans, his bulge practically flaunted in my face. I picture the victorious way he’d smirk as he bent me over his desk.

Medical student Sophie White is working two jobs to pay for her college tuition. But when she meets the handsome, dark, and mysterious Mark, she is thrust into a world that she never knew existed. A man of confidence, Mark exudes a quiet power and seductiveness, but who he is and how he acquired his wealth remains a mystery. When he meets the lovely Sophie White, he is smitten, and despite every fiber in his body telling him not to, he brings her into his dark world.

My mouth has been known to get me into trouble, and now is a perfect example. I've been asked to tutor the star of the football team, Zach Knight. To top it off, no one can know, and I have to pretend to be his girlfriend as a cover story. And he’s insufferable, thinking with this other head. But the more I sass him, the more he wants me. The more I say no, a word the Big Man on Campus rarely hears, the more he chases me. But his alpha attitude is doing crazy things to me.

I'm assigned to help superstar tight end, Duncan Hart, rehab his elbow. His chiseled features melt the hearts of women everywhere, including mine. There's just one problem. Duncan's an asshole, with an ego the size of a football stadium. He lives for the roar of the crowd. He thrives on it. And he wants to let me experience the Hart attack - yes, he has a name for it. But that's not going to happen. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.

Medical student Sophie White is working two jobs to pay for her college tuition. But when she meets the handsome, dark, and mysterious Mark, she is thrust into a world that she never knew existed.

Vous connaissez l'éternelle demoiselle d'honneur qui ne se marie jamais ? C'est aussi vrai pour la fleuriste. Ce mariage pour lequel je travaille s'accompagne d'une semaine de rêve au paradis. Avec le soleil, le sable et la mer, le boulot paraît tout de suite beaucoup moins difficile. Du moins, c'était ce que je pensais avant que ce rêve devienne un cauchemar. Quand mon ennemie jurée débarque, je m'attire des ennuis avec ma grande gueule, et tout à coup, je dois faire semblant d'être en lune de miel. Quant à mon "mari", c'est encore pire. Lorenzo Toscani.

Je m'appelle Poppy Woodstock. Auteure de romance et fervente adepte des fins heureuses de contes de fées. La seule chose qui devrait m'inquiéter, dans la vie, c'est mon angoisse chronique de la page blanche. C'est alors que je tombe nez à nez avec lui (au premier sens du terme) et me perds dans les yeux bleus les plus splendides que j'aie jamais vus.

Vous connaissez ce genre de terribles journées au boulot ? Vous savez, quand votre boss vous surprend en train de photocopier votre postérieur dans son bureau ? Non ? Alors, ça n'arrive qu'à moi ? Tout ce chaos, c'est la faute de ma meilleure amie et partenaire. C'est elle qui m'a lancé un défi tout sauf innocent que j'aurais dû décliner tout de suite.

Boss en jupon. Reine des glaces. Ce sont mes surnoms au bureau. Mais il y a un homme qui me fait fondre en secret depuis des années. Kaede McWarren. Le seul problème ? C'est le meilleur ami de mon grand frère. Et quand il me demande de jouer sa fiancée pour conclure un contrat d'affaires ? Je ne boude pas mon plaisir et je me lance tête baissée dans la combine. Il a tout pour plaire, grand, beau et intense... avec un petit côté mystérieux et un esprit vif comme je les aime. Il représente tout ce que je désire. Tout ce dont j'ai besoin.

Il a besoin d'une femme. J'ai besoin d'un mari. Ce n'est que provisoire... qu'est-ce qui pourrait mal tourner ? J'ai toujours voulu un mariage de conte de fées. Pas pour la robe de princesse parfaite ni pour la grande fête, mais pour Papi. Mon grand-père. La seule figure paternelle que je n'aie jamais connue. Sur son lit de mort, il fait le souhait que je remonte l'allée à son bras. Non, non, pas de pression ! Je peux bien lui accorder ce souhait.

Bastardo implacável. Cavaleiro branco. Mas eu apenas o chamo de "chefe". Thomas Goldstone. É um homem de negócios de bilhões de dólares que veste ternos sob medida e exige mais do que o seu melhor. Ele é assustador. Direto. Assombrado por demônios internos que o levaram à beira do abismo. Mas sob a fachada arrogante e controladora, encontra-se um coração de ouro. Isso me faz querer ser cada vez mais uma parte na sua vida bagunçada. Ser a única que vê a verdade nesse homem.