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A guy in a skirt wouldn't turn a straight guy on, right? I spent the last decade performing next to him. I've never looked at him as more—until I walked in on him in a skirt. He's as broken as I am. We survived our childhood together. And when he's finally trying to embrace the parts his father tried to beat out of him, I can't handle it. He's taunting me with smeared eyeliner and a filthy smile, singing to a sold-out crowd, and it's getting too hot under these stage lights. I can't look him in the eyes. I can't be with him—not like that—but I can't stop thinking about him.

There’s a new Prince in town. And he thinks he’s my happily ever after. If only I believed in those. Lance Jacobs. Roseboro’s new Most Eligible Bachelor. He’s the stuff fairy tales are made of. Tall, handsome, strong. A dyed in the wool American hero.... And if my scheming stepmother has anything to do with it, he’ll be married to my stepsister before he can tap out S-O-S. But he only has eyes for me. And though my attention is tied up in my new bakery, I know he wants me.

He’s beautiful. Calculating. Cruel. And he’s taken me hostage. When pirates board my boyfriend’s yacht, I jump overboard to save myself. Drifting at sea. Until one man rescues me from the endless ocean. Except he has plans of his own. I’m worth too much money for ransom. He’ll keep me on his ship and in his bed. The real danger lies in his dark-depth eyes. He wants more from me than money. Than passion. He wants everything. He rescued me, but I’m far from safe. There’s an entire sea of danger threatening to drag me under. 

I’m obsessed with the game. I spend so many hours playing that I dream about dangerous missions on other worlds...and my gorgeous in-game training partner, Kassius. That is, until I win. I beat Starfighter Training Academy. But is it a game? Or alien software designed to recruit new, unsuspecting soldiers for a war in another star system? Because when my hot-as-heck alien shows up at my workplace demanding I leave Earth and travel to the Vega system? What?

My new co-worker … not a fan. Well, I do like the way he looks, the way he moves, and the way his forearms flex when he rolls the sleeves of his dress shirt up. But I hate how much pleasure he takes when he makes fun of me for using a matchmaker. I’ve always gone after what I want. Why should love be any different?

D’Artaron is the kind of commanding officer every father wants for his daughter, every king wishes they had, and every princess wishes he was in her security detail. He’s tall, with broad shoulders and a handsome masculine face, with dark hair that reaches just past his chin. Amiable, brooding, and utterly unavailable as well as self-denying of pleasure, Summer Court's Commander walks around breaking hearts as if it’s his duty. It's not. His duty is to the king. When the king hears of the coup in the Spring Court, he sends the Commander to protect the only royal left standing.

Ben Riggs says he loves me. He says he hasn't stopped thinking about me since he broke my heart and chased me out of town all those years ago. I say, liar liar pants on fire. And boy, do those bright yellow, flame-resistant fireman pants look good on him. I'm aching to feel those big, rough hands clenching on my hips and to collect on the illicit promises burning in his dark blue eyes. Self-control goes up in flames every time he flashes that arrogant smile. So I give in - because a woman has needs. (Am I right, ladies?) He can have my body, but my heart is off-limits. 

By definition, a sadist is one who receives sexual gratification from causing pain and degradation to another. That's me, to a T. I only play with those who understand what it means; those who are willing to indulge my devious desires. Any masochist who seeks me out knows that if they trespass, I will gladly shatter them and walk away, leaving them for someone else to put back together. Yet the cowboy and the pretty boy have given themselves to me. They have agreed to play by my rules and there is only one: There are no rules.

I have one more year of baseball eligibility left. One more year to show the major league scouts that I’m worth it. That I’m good enough to play professional baseball for them. But honestly, I’m not sure that I am. So far, not a single scout has approached me.

A valley full of secrets. A history full of nightmares. A man who cannot be saved. And a woman who holds his very life in her hands. Strange how the villain of a story can so easily become the victim. Utter lunacy to think the captive might now become the caregiver.

Grief can hold us back. Sorrow can make us stop enjoying our lives for fear of being too happy when what we truly want is never possible. Lola Sterling has deprived herself of living for a long time. Remaining laser-focused on everyone and trying to fit their pieces back together. But can someone from the past repair her? Could he help her heart break free from the painful restraints put there from a devastating loss? Can the Sterling family ever come back from the tragedy? Time will only tell.

Healing after a tragedy is hard enough. Doing it when you’re haunted by past betrayal and so many things left unsaid? Feels nearly hopeless. Is it impossible to come back from so much anguish and all the regrets? Can you ever truly mend your heart and move on? Or are Penelope and Linc destined for a life of punishment and pain?

My undead army is in need of a general. The soldiers are divided. Weak. Ruled by the fae leader of the Summer Court. The brother of the princess… Fleur is alluring—everything I’ve ever desired. The type of female who can topple kingdoms and bring males to their knees. Her presence is hard to resist, which makes her dangerous. To me and my secrets. That doesn’t stop me from watching her from the shadows. Or feeding my addiction with a glance or a touch. If I don’t stay away from her, everything I’ve set out to accomplish will burn up in flames. But not having her makes me obsess.

I left Brentson in the dead of night and made a promise that I would never return. I was determined to leave my past behind, but here’s the thing about it: it always has a way of hunting you down. Now, I’m face-to-face with Nash Henson, my ex-boyfriend, heir to the Henson fortune, and crowned king of Brentson University. He’ll never forgive me for what I’ve done. And when he’s done playing his game with me, there won’t be anything left—because he’s determined to destroy me.

When fate steps in, and I end up sitting right beside star tight end Asher Nash at the annual Vegas Aces charity ball, he has no idea that I'm his new coach's daughter.

They stole my dreams, my hopes, my very identity, and I had no idea. Years went by and I did everything I was told, I was always the perfect specimen, and the perfect lab rat. I was dissected, even maimed all in the name of science. Then one day a strange smoky voice entered my head, and I knew things were not as they seemed. He promises me that he will never leave me, but my new memories tell me differently.

Akari Takahashi is brilliant and beautiful. She's also in desperate need of a good, hard spanking. Her father and mine have apparently made it their mission to arrange a marriage for us, but out here in the wild, a city girl like her doesn't just need a husband. She needs a firm-handed daddy who will take her over his knee with her cute little panties down whenever she's been naughty. A daddy like me.

Adriano Montesi has always revolved his life around women, his family, and the Chicago Syndicate. But his current focus is locating Camilla Guillermo, the one woman who's captured his attention beyond a simple f--k. He and Cam have a secret history together, and now that she's disappeared, he's determined to find her. What started as a routine mission quickly turns into an obsession. Italian beauty Camilla Guillermo is running away from a past that haunts her and the man that deceived her. But wherever she goes, she can't outrun her thoughts of Adriano.

After the return of ANDI, the information now available about the human race is astounding. What happens when three AI's, decide to bring a little piece of home to the humans they have all come to love? A Celebration of epic proportions. Be prepared to shed some tears, as new, and old memories tug at the heartstrings.

The second my brothers ex-best friend tore off my clothes, I was obsessed. His ripped muscles, seductive smirk, and bad boy charm made my knees weak and everything else tingle ever since we were teenagers. I always dreamed I'd become the center of his world. I guess I should have been more specific about my wish.