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As Emily and Kazimir navigate parenthood, darkness emerges to shatter their peace. The unspeakable has occurred, triggering the Lion to roar. Yet, when one thinks that the Lion and Mouse could never come back from the horror, they are empowered by not only their love, but also the undying support of their friends and family, who are just as dangerous and willing to shed blood to protect them. But don't let the darkness fool you.

Aaron Townsend has given me a life beyond my wildest dreams. But not even a billionaire can prevent cancer. Now that I’m in remission, this Christmas I’d like a present that is priceless—spending time traveling with my five beautiful children and my husband by my side.

Aleatory. As in ey-lee-uh-tawr-ee. As in an adjective. As in a synonym for unpredictable. As in the only word to describe making the mistake of falling for someone, who is not only 10 years younger than you, but your best friend's son....

There’s an unwritten rule about your best friend’s boyfriend, and I broke it when I kissed Joshua after Chelsea’s tragic death. I’ve stayed away from Williamsport ever since.

It started as as a simple search for a landscape designer. I wanted a beautiful backyard for my new home, and my neighbors suggested I look into ward landscaping and design. The owner had no pictures of himself on his website. Just a portfolio of nice outdoor sitting areas, pools, and vibrant gardens that I’d always dreamed of having. Of course, I hired him. I expected to meet an average guy, but Mr. Marcel Ward is far from your average man.

They are beings with no flaws, divine creatures with power sparking at their fingertips. A race so exceptional that it feels almost forbidden to think about them, especially for someone like me. I’m Rosadette Campbell, a seventeen-year-old girl who has nothing in common with those divine, worshiped beings. No, I’m a human - at least, that’s how we refer to ourselves. We pretend not to hear the litany of degrading slurs other races use to describe our kind. We were the dominant species once, but now we’re considered little more than rats.

Less than six months. That’s all that stands between me - and freedom. I thought the longer things went on, the easier they’d get. But nothing is ever easy when it comes to Killian Abernathy. They say the line between love and hate is paper thin...and I think I finally understand that sentiment. Because I don’t hate Killian. I hate what he brings out of me. The dark, dirty side of myself that doesn’t fit in with the rest of the world.

Carla never expected to fall for someone half her age. Especially her new next-door neighbor Jake. He's an escort who specializes in very kinky sex. But Carla was curious. And rich. And when Jake accepts her as a client, they each may have gotten more than they'd bargained for.

Being more than a Daddy’s girl has always been the goal. Finding herself outside of being the baby proved itself to be the hardest thing. He seemed familiar. Something safe, someone she knew she could let her guard down around. A man that wasn’t just around because of what her last name could offer. The car she drove wasn’t the only thing that moved fast.

Jackson Vale. My boss’s rival and the man I’ve thought far too much about since we were introduced last week. Of all the - “I’m not his,” I sputter indignantly. “I’m just his employee. He doesn’t own me.” And for some reason this sets off a flare of intensity and...satisfaction? in Jackson’s expression. That’s it, I officially give up trying to understand any of this. But then Jackson leans over and speaks so softly in my ear I can barely hear it above the falling rain.

I’m having an out-of-body experience. At least...I think. Isn’t that what it’s called when your spirit abandons you to watch - from a safe distance, with the appropriate amount of judgement - while you make questionable decisions? Yup, one of those. I want to shout, “Stop, Ellie, don’t do it!” But spirit me doesn’t have a voice. So I watch as she...I...we? - makes a sex contract with her...our...new boss. This is a good time to mention the 45-minute HR meeting we sat through last month expressly forbidding this sort of thing.

Somalian native, Mila Ali, endured two broken engagements. She never seemed to be destined for true love until billionaire Blake Baldwin came storming into her life. With a trail of heartache in the past, a dead fiance, and family drama to last a lifetime, she's at a crossroads when it comes to saying “I do”. Now, Mila has become everything to Blake. His queen. His world. Blake is determined to make her his wife and wipe away all the pain of her past. Even if that means he has to bribe, lie, or kill. He will give her a happily ever after at any cost.

I’m a wolf who can’t shift, and because of that, I’ve been treated like nothing my entire life. I was tired of it—tired of staying in a place where I was constantly overlooked. The night I decided to leave it all behind, I found him—broken, bloody, and abandoned in the woods. I broke the rules and snuck him back to his side of the territory, knowing it could cost me my life. I wasn’t expecting him to want to get to know me. We’re from different packs, packs that have been on the verge of war for as long as I can remember. But despite it all, I fall fast and hard for him.

This is the story of a witch in New York. Actually, it is two stories. The first story is an adult paranormal romance. Sweet. Sexy. Funny. It has some steamy parts, a heroine you can root for, and a happily ever after. The second story is erotica. Rude. Hilarious. Filthy. It has a lot of kinky parts, and the heroine goes through quite the edging ordeal. Whether you want a spicy, romantic adventure, or a wicked trip down a very naughty road, Kinky Secrets of Witches has got it covered.

Seven days. One relentless best friend. A singles’ retreat in the middle of nowhere my future ex-husband decides to attend. What could go wrong? Note to self: When your best friend of twenty years shows up at your door and tells you to pack, run. It’s an ambush, not your annual girls’ trip. I wasn’t fast enough, so here I am. At a seven-day singles’ retreat in Vail, Colorado, 1,011 miles away from home and my comfort zone. Emma knows I’m not ready to entertain the idea of meeting one man, let alone a herd of bachelors.

One love. One destiny. But it only takes one person to bring the house of cards tumbling down…

Being stuck in the friend-zone sucked. I was done. Blake had been single long enough, and if I didn’t make a move, she’d get together with the wrong man again. Because the right one was me.

Misha finally has Ava - the first Black prima ballerina in Russia. Now he must clear all chaotic problems and disruptions to focus on his new love. But more enemies crowd the board, ready to defeat him. Can Misha destroy them and keep Ava safe? Just when Ava learns how to navigate the Russian ballet world, Misha introduces her to his underworld. And it is a dark criminal existence full of psychotic killers, felonious hackers, and demented oligarchs seeking revenge. Every facet terrifies her. Can she accept the darkness within Misha and not lose herself in the process?

Destiny Fisher is ready to move past the guilt and shame of losing a fiancé to the war in Afghanistan 12 years ago. She never should’ve said yes to his proposal in the first place, and she's been plagued by her choices for more than a decade. She was his biggest regret. Trent Dawkins has been married to the army ever since he walked away from his brother's funeral...and from the woman he loved. Delta Team Three is his family. Destiny has avoided him for all these years. Does seeing him remind her of his brother? Can the two of them face their demons and move forward?

We woke up the next morning with more than we bargained for - wedding rings. Too bad I don’t believe in true love. I’d feel bad about it, but she’s got a strong opinion of me too. I’m a perpetual bachelor from her perspective. Crazily enough, this could work out for both of us. I need someone to keep my traditional Greek family from nagging me about settling down, and she could use some cash for reasons she doesn’t want to share. I know a good deal when I see one. And if she wants to end up in my bed all over again, all the better.