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This trip down memory lane with Jolie has mended as much as it’s torn up. I promised her I could handle anything. Whatever she was hiding, my wild heart would always belong to her. But I could never have imagined this truth. And she can’t blame me for how this will all end.

I’m damn good at my job. So if I swipe my boss’s event invitations from time to time, it’s kind of like a much-earned bonus. He’ll never miss them, and I get a five-star free meal in the company of men in well-fitted suits. But then he shows up at an award’s dinner that I’m most definitely not supposed to be at. Lucky for me, when my boss accuses me of stealing his ticket, a hot swoony man in a tux steps in and says, “She came with me.” Now I owe the stranger one, which is totally cool.

This is the final book in the Fixed series starring Hudson and Alayna from New York Times best-selling author Laurelin Paige.

I'm good in a boardroom, but I'm better in the bedroom. Much better. I can charm the skirt off any woman in one encounter. I'll even give her an orgasm before I put her in a cab. Or three. No more or she'll start making plans for the future and I'm not into that. Or I wasn't until Genevive Fasbender. She's the first woman in five years that I want to spend the whole night with. And she's the first woman who's told me I'm not what she wants in a lover, even after multiple O's.

It was supposed to be one night. Now he's obsessed. When my one-night-stand turns into an all-time-fail, I vow not to tell anyone about the much older hottie who walked out on me mid-deed. (On my twenty-first birthday, no less.) Too bad I bump into my almost lover at my mother’s wedding a few...

He can have any woman he wants. He wants his brother’s. Alex Sebastian is the billionaire who knows exactly how to re-launch the pop career I walked away from to raise my little sister. He knows everything, apparently, about what’s good for me. For my image. Even for my lingerie. Everywhere...

Camilla Fasbender has a secret. Underneath her posh accent and designer clothes lies the evidence of her pain. Every heartbreak, every bad day, every setback has left a scar. From behind her camera, she shows the world what to see. And it isn't her. Until him. He sees right through her carefully constructed facade. And he's going to slash it all to pieces.

Hudson Pierce has led a life few others could even imagine. With money and power at his fingertips, he's wanted for almost nothing. He's never experienced love, however, and he's seen few examples of it in his dysfunctional family. The ridiculous notion of romance has always intrigued him. He's studied it, controlled it, manipulated it, and has yet to understand it. Until he meets Alayna Withers. Now, the games he's played in his quest for comprehension can finally come to an end.

She was supposed to save me. In a twist of fate, I rescued her. Since then, I've lived for her, breathed for her, overreached with my love. She's still here, so I must be doing something right. But now I want more. Except, a dangerous secret from my past threatens to come between us, forcing me to confront what kind of man I am.

Her story began long before she started working at The Sky Launch... Screw fairytales. The only reward Gwen Anders got from her rough childhood was a thick skin and hard heart. She's content with her daily grind managing a top NYC nightclub - Eighty-Eighth Floor. So hers isn't a happily ever after. She doesn't believe in those anyway. Then she meets JC.

We were supposed to run away after high school graduation. When she didn't show up at our meeting place, I gathered my courage and went after her. It was a mistake. I left bloodied and bruised. My heart didn't fare half as well. I had no choice but to walk away. Years passed. A decade. More. I traveled the world, settled halfway around the world, made myself a name and enough money that I didn't have to look back. But I never got over her. And when my memories got the best of me, I went looking. Put all my effort behind the search.

When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich. I didn't know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me. I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn't stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted—I knew who I wanted—until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world.

I knew JC was trouble the minute I laid eyes on him. Breaking every rule in my club. I never forget how he made me feel that night. With all the women in that room, all those bodies on display, but his eyes were only on me. Of course I married him. Now years have passed. Kids have been born. We’re still in love as always, and the sex is still fantastic. And yet, it’s also not. Like many who’ve been married for a while, I long for the high intensity of those days of the past. I’ve heard rumors for years about the Open Door. An ultra-exclusive voyeur’s paradise.

Seth Rafferty knows Heather Wainwright's type. Demanding. Check. Self-important. Check. Leggy and blonde. Yeah, he knows the drill. He's been a Hollywood production designer far too long to have patience for A-listers with a superior attitude. Beautiful women with a chip on their shoulder are a dime a dozen. Which is why his obsession with Heather makes no sense. Nothing about her is attractive. Except the vulnerability under the sass. The honesty under the attitude.

Edward Fasbender is a devil. He’s my father's biggest rival. He takes what he wants, and he bows to no one. And now Edward Fasbender wants me. I didn’t expect to want him back. Having him is not in the cards, not when a union with him would destroy my father. But that doesn’t mean I can’t play with him a bit. Except, I’ve never played against such a ruthless opponent. Edward is cold and vicious, and my blood has never run hotter. They say you should choose the devil you know, but I've always preferred long odds. Even if it'll get me slain.

The first time I saw him my heart ran away. No matter that Cade was completely off-limits. Or that he told me to stay out of his way. The heart wants what it wants. And mine had bound itself to him. My father stood between us, as I knew he would. As he stood between me and any sort of happiness. No matter how hard I wished for a new life... The invisible walls of his cage were harder. I thought I needed a hero. Someone to break me out, to grant me the freedom I dreamed of. Cade Warren is no hero. But maybe it takes a villain to save a girl like me.

I’ve discovered Donovan Kincaid’s secret. It’s dirty and filthy and rich–as dirty and filthy and rich as he is–and it haunts me as much as he ever did. Even after knowing what I know now, I still want to talk to him, to touch him. But there’s an ocean between us, and I’m not sure it can be crossed with something as easy as a phone call or a plane ride. Yet I’m willing to try.

Maybe you’ve always considered writing your own romance story, or you’ve just landed on that perfect idea, or you’re curious about what makes a successful romance novel. Regardless of where you are in the process, New York Times best-selling author Laurelin Page offers invaluable tips to help you in her Audible Original When Love Strikes: Reading and Writing Romance.

Dylan Locke knows that pining over the young ingenue Audrey Lind is pointless. He can’t offer her what she wants. He definitely can’t give her what she needs. Thank goodness she’s half a world away and he doesn’t have to deal with his attraction head-on.

I came to The Sky Launch to begin fresh, away from the horrors of my past. The circumstances that brought me here were not the best, but I've become good friends with Alayna and Hudson Pierce, and my family has healed in ways I never thought they could. With them around me, I've never felt more at home. But starting anew means letting go. And there are some things I don't want to leave behind - like JC, the man who taught me how to let loose. The man I wasn't supposed to love. The man I don't want to lose.