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Blinded by anger, the man who had sworn to protect me, shot me in a fit of rage when I was only sixteen years old. He thought he killed me. But my job wasn't finished yet. My days are spent as President of the Heavens Guardians MC. Nights are spent searching for the scum of the earth. Rapists, Murderers, Pedophiles. They all answer to me. I thought I'd seen it all. Thought my heart couldn't be any darker. Thought I knew exactly how far I was willing to go. Then a battered and broken woman was found behind our clubhouse, and I realized, I've never had a clue about the monster that lurks within.

Posy “Doc” Hicks has high blood pressure. All thanks to a certain hazel-eyed blonde who drives him absolutely insane in her short shorts and cowboy boots. At first, Searcy Hodges is just a passing fancy. A look but don’t touch kind of girl. She has a bad attitude, an even worse bedside manner, and a chip on her shoulder the size of Texas. It would be wise to stay away, even if that attitude of hers really does great things for him. But how is a man supposed to stay away when her temper is just that spectacular to experience?

There are two things you need to know about me. 1: I’m never late. And 2: I hate Christmas. Yes, I’m a girl who hates the holidays. My entire, enormous family is already enjoying their holiday vacation in Iceland, but thanks to my busy job and having to meet them there, I’m late. They could have chosen any holiday to fly across the world, but Christmas won, which sent me scrambling because the end of the year is my busiest time. It’s difficult to carve out moments to see the family at all.

Delilah Barrett is a head-turning beauty on a quest for justice. The former cop with a checkered past has made a career of recovering stolen rare books with her private detective firm. She's level-headed, smart, cool under pressure...and entirely unprepared for her new assignment. When a centuries-old book worth an astronomical fortune disappears from Philadelphia's Franklin Museum, Delilah is paired up with Henry Finch, a brilliant rare-book librarian and celebrated academic. Their orders: Go undercover as a married couple, and recover the book by whatever means necessary.

I didn't do relationships. Because I had been burned. I didn't do repeats. Because I was burned, again. I slipped and allowed a repeat. And I was burned for a third time. Then I found her. Beaten and bruised. I knew only I could protect her. And I wanted to. As a friend. I wouldn't fall in love with her. I couldn't fall in love with her. But I did. And it almost killed her.

The last thing Natalia Kristoff expected was that her friend's wild dream to find her a fake husband for a green card would have any sort of success. Yet here she is, sitting in a private booth, listening to the sexiest man she's ever seen lay out the details of just what he needs from her. Stand at his side, pretend she's madly in love with him, all to satisfy some crazy family tradition? Kirell Ursa has a problem. His bear shifter family is in shambles, struck from within by traitors.

Lucy West wasn't looking for a husband at the Monster Match. She was just there to admire some gothic architecture and score a free meal. Then she met him. Viktor Adamovic defied science. Literally. He was a monster who'd been stitched together from multiple, um, donors and resurrected centuries ago. Lucy liked him immediately. But the protective, possessive beast he kept leashed beneath his polished exterior? She wanted that guy in a big way. Then the weirdness really hit the fan when he proposed a marriage of convenience. To her!

My name is Madelaine Moneta and I am a survivor. I fought my way up from the streets of Chicago to claim a spot at one of the top-tier criminal defense practices in the city, but when the looming shadow of the local mob threatens to engulf the firm, I make a life-altering decision. Carrying my mother’s ashes, I escape to Ireland, intent on starting anew in my mother’s homeland.

She was always meant to be mine. My status as one of the league's superstars means I can have any woman I want. Puck bunnies line up at the chance to score with a hockey player. There's just one problem . . . the only woman I want is off-limits. No woman can compare to Natalie Remington—at...

Andrew Bode, CEO of the Bode-Wynn military contracting firm, is convinced he and Tab will never get along. Unfortunately, the infuriating—and sinfully tempting—stylist is his ticket to a major account. The only way to get what he wants is to agree to Tab's terms: a style makeover. However, Drew has a few terms of his own, most of which involve her naked in his bed. But neither of them are prepared when their lust-fueled hostility turns into something altogether unexpected . . .  

I've never had a problem convincing a man to take me home for a night of fun. Until I meet Alexander Krum. He leaves me wanting more at the end of every encounter. Despite our insane attraction to one another, we couldn't be more opposite. He wants to take me on a date. I want to head straight to his bedroom. He believes in romance. I know men in romance books don't really exist. He always wants to help. I can take care of myself. But then he comes to me with a proposition.

Business is king, and I have an empire to topple. Ivy is my new assistant and a threat to me. She's my undoing. If ever I was to believe in a cosmic connection, it was the moment I met her. For years I've had one goal - revenge. As CEO, I have crafted a strategic plan for business, but never a life beyond. With one touch from her, the veil is lifted. Things are different, and every moment I'm near her, my world begins to change.

A standalone dark, arranged marriage mafia romance . . . Luna I may have been born into the Mafia underworld, but I left all that behind me, and I never looked back. Until I got the call I’d been dreading. Now, I’m nothing but a sacrifice. A pawn for my father and the man I’m being forced...

They were going to sell me. I couldn't let that happen. I had to escape. My only friend agreed to help me. She helped me get away. She changed my appearance. She sent me to see the president of the Blackwings Motorcycle Club. I needed a new identity so I could start a new life. I walked up to the gate. I was taken inside. And everything changed.

All shifters are cursed, but me more than anyone. With barely any abilities to speak of, staying two steps ahead of the monster stalking my every move has been nearly impossible. But a freak robbery that goes awry brings my life on the run crashing to a bloody halt. I need to run again, but my escape from the hospital is complicated by a doctor with eerily colored eyes that see far more than I want him to. He and his friends have decided I'm theirs to protect, want me to believe I'm safe with them, but I know the truth.

Love is angry. Love is blind. Love is envious and loathful. And I loathed Leo Baudin. My new art professor. My enemy. I didn't move to Rhode Island for this. I came to forget the Troian Milanovic I'd left behind and start fresh where the damage and betrayal couldn't follow. But Professor Baudin wouldn't let me.  

Griffin Marks can charm the socks off anyone he meets. Except me. To me he's a beautiful pest who will do just about anything to make me like him. I wish him luck. I might write romance, but in reality what's the benefit to falling in love when nine times out of ten you end up burned? I have no plans to change my mind, until the night we collide (literally) in the parking lot. One concussion later, I've somehow ended up as the girl living in Griffin's spare room, and my sunshine catcher intends to use this opportunity to make me the newest member of his fan club.

Ryder Huntington was my first and only broken heart. I promised no one would tear me up like his sweet words and broken promises ever again. I didn't expect the first time I landed a high-paying interior design job for an MLB player would be the day we met again. And I certainly didn't expect Ryder would bring with him cops, handcuffs, and words like "breaking and entering." Now he wants to make up for the misunderstanding. Well, that ship has sailed, I think.

I'm Candy. Excuse the name. Mom was a stripper back in her prime and I was a client gone wrong. Now stuck behind the bar, she was eager for me to join the family business. No thanks. The only circles I run in are the ones my bubblegum bubbles make. Don't worry about my teeth though, sugar-free as always. I'm not a complete psycho. Oh, except for my passive-aggressive, potty-mouthed, imaginary best friend who happens to be a gummy bear. That part is pretty nuts. I was thoroughly enjoying myself, doing whatever the hell I wanted until a group of model-worthy bikers try to muscle in on my heist.

My goals for college were pretty simple: Get an education. Meet some new friends. Enjoy the mountains of Colorado. If I was lucky, find a boyfriend. Pretty sure they did not include being stalked by a magical black market. Or having multiple boyfriends. I mean, come on. What are the odds?