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How does this stuff keep happening to me? First, it was my cheating ex and the—uh—"accident" that had everyone in town calling me crazy. Now, I've moved to a completely different state, and what have I done? I dropped right into another problem. This time, though, it's not a cheating ex; it's the Russian Mob. To make matters worse, I now have to live with the son of my landlords, who are part of the Devil's Soldiers MC. He's a smart-mouthed, arrogant jerk. I don't care how hot he is, I'm not about to make his life easy. Except, the chemistry between us is out of this world.

Emil Dubinin. Bratva assassin. Sin in human form. I stalked him through the shadows. He captured me with a single touch. Bound. Stripped. Broken open. He made me forget every law I'd sworn to uphold. In the jungle, I was his prisoner. In his bed, I became his sin. He whispered lies in Russian. And I begged him for truth between my thighs. When he left me, he took more than my heart—he took my soul. Now I'm carrying his child. A secret that could destroy us both. The FBI wants my blood. The Bratva wants my silence. And when he finds out I kept his baby... the devil I loved will demand his due.

Determined to walk away from a traumatic past, 22-year-old Grace Allen feels ready to take the next step in her healing journey—dipping a toe into the dating pool. Although she should probably start by making a friend or two, right? Samuel 'Cal' Callaghan isn't who she had envisioned as her first male friend in… well, forever. With an intimidating build, tattoos everywhere, eight years her senior, and a little sister under his care, the last thing she expected was to warm up to him so easily.

I ran before they could sell my soul to another monster. Barefoot. Bruised. Alone. And straight into the arms of Alexsei Dubinin—a Bratva king. A widower. A single father. The man every sinner in Moscow fears… and every woman would die for. He shelters me. Protects me. Teaches me how to breathe again. But when his son's laughter becomes my salvation, my heart forgets it's not allowed to love. One touch, and I break every rule I've ever known. One night, and my body remembers what freedom feels like. Then comes the truth I can't hide—two lines. One heartbeat. One forbidden miracle.

He says he's stealing my youth, but I want him to have it. Until a baby bump ruins all my plans. I never wanted to strip for money… but a job is a job, and one check later, I've spent the night with a gorgeous, loaded mafia boss and paid off my mom's hospital bills. Four years later, the handsome stranger comes back into my life… Except Maksim Federov has no idea I had our baby girl years ago after the night we spent together.

As soon as I encountered Nikki, my bear went wild with need. But my mate died in childbirth years ago, and as a military trained doctor, I still beat myself up for not being able to save her. I never thought I’d love again. But the way my bear yearns for her now has me thinking otherwise.

Are you ready to meet the hot alpha bikers of the South Carolina Savage Kings MC? Listen to find out more.

What happens when you accidentally throw a blueberry pie in your brother's best friend's face? You marry him a week later for health insurance, of course.

Life has a sick sense of humor. One minute, I'm arguing with my mobster ex while dripping wet in nothing but a towel. The next, he's dead on the floor, and I'm naked, vulnerable, and at the sole mercy of the most dangerous man in New York City. I've heard the rumors that all the mafia families bow to Creed Ferraro, but I never expected him to drag me into their world. Creed blames me for his brother's death, and now, I'm also a witness to his violent crime. I know the rules. In the mafia, witnesses and enemies don't get to live.

A beautiful, young American girl wound up stranded far from home on my doorstep. When she begged me to stay, I did what a good priest would do, and I said yes. But a good priest wouldn’t spend his days thinking about the fullness of her ruby red lips or feel the sting of envy with the way she draws men to her like flies to honey. A good priest would have stopped things before that first touch. And he certainly wouldn’t have given into temptation so easily, but when Cadence Thorn walked in, she brought me to my knees.

Martin and Peggy Chance believe love should last a lifetime. With their fiftieth wedding anniversary on the horizon, they’ve modeled a beautiful relationship for their three grown children. But to their dismay, that lesson hasn’t quite caught on—the three siblings just can’t seem to take a chance and find love in their own lives.

The first time I met the grumpy lumberjack next door, I almost burnt down his cabin. The second time, I was throwing tampons at a moose (don't ask). The third time, I was naked. Henri Gagnon is not just my neighbor and landlord but a pain in my optimistic, plus-sized ass. He's got a protective streak under his grumpy exterior, and he's convinced I won't make it through the Maine winter.

Nothing gets me as heated as a bad call on the ice—until I save Laney Briggs from a wayward puck. She's got the brightest eyes and the cutest annoyed face I've ever seen. I probably shouldn't have offered to sign her chest. I really shouldn't have scammed my way into a date with her. But there's something about her that drives me wild. She thinks I'm an arrogant jerk. I think she was made to be mine. Now I just have to convince her that I'm worth the hassle.

When I started working at Salacious Players’ Club, I never expected to end up on the auction block ready to grant a date to the highest bidder. This club is not really my scene. I’m not the kind of girl rich guys take home. I’m more a piano playing, van-living, free spirit kind of girl.

Not only is my boyfriend dead, but he left me with a sizable loan in my name to a mafia boss. When Dimitri Federov, a handsome, loaded Russian playboy, appears on my doorstep, I panic. He wants money to repay the debt. Money I don't have. The prick offers me a solution—pay with my body. I turn him down flat, but the indecent proposal remains in my thoughts, forever reminding me of what could have been…

What do you do when the killers come out to play? When it's hunt or be hunted? You sharpen your knives and prepare to get bloody because nobody does it better than a woman scorned with something to prove. Welcome to the 23rd annual serial killer war games, where the adrenaline runs high, the blood is fresh, and the revenge is best served cold.

I thought he was going to be different, but Torque is the same as every other man when they see a female mechanic. He assumed I was applying for a job as a receptionist to try and lure him into my bed. Well, screw him. Now I'm working for another shop, but not everything is as it appears. I try to ignore it and just work, but when things go south, I have nowhere to turn. Except for one man and his club. Sparks fly, and I realize fighting him might be a losing battle. But neither of us realizes things are about to take a turn no one expected, and I'm caught in the middle.

My new fake boyfriend? I can't stand him. Pascal Gagnon is a broody lumberjack with a pine tree stuck up his self-righteous ass. He needs my help investigating his father's accident, and I need the work to help my PI business get off the ground. We're total opposites—he's an uptight control freak, and I've been described as a hurricane. Forced to live together to keep up appearances while I gather evidence, we bicker nonstop, but the fake relationship ruse is the perfect cover. Even if it means having to tolerate his shirtless piano playing.

I never should've loaned him my lucky pencil. Like every female in high school I was captivated when he spoke to me. I had no idea that moment would cause irrevocable damage. Over two years later I'm face to face with Carey Slade again. This time I won't get caught up in his good looks and oozing charm. I work three jobs and get straight A's. I can't afford to get distracted. Not again.

Eight years ago, Ivan Dubinin destroyed me. The Bratva heir who swore he loved me—then vanished. I raised our son in secret. Always looking over my shoulder. Now danger has found us. The Italians want Lev. And my father would rather see us dead than with the Dubinins. The only man who can keep us safe? The same man who shattered me. Ivan swears I was always his. But it's Lev he clings to now—teaching him, protecting him, loving him in ways I never thought possible. Watching them together shatters me. Because every time Ivan holds our son… I remember the man who once held me the same way.