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I met a random stranger in a coffee shop and felt an instant connection between us. That was five years ago but I never forgot him. Now, I have news. Turns out that Charles, my reserved and mysterious crush, is the heir to one of the largest business dynasties in the US. Unfortunately, his fortune made him a target. According to his family, Charles is now in Ireland. He's been lured in by a narcissistic and cunning cult leader with a troubling reputation. His family wants me to go undercover and extricate Charles from the cult.

Seven-year itch? Can’t say I know what that feels like when my husband is as obsessed with me now as he was on our wedding day. A lot has happened since that first meeting, but through it all, Eoghan's obsession with me is an insatiable craving to make me happy. If anything, I've gotten FILTHY RICHER on his love. Seven-year itch? Nah, seven-year bliss!

I was lied to. I was ruined. I was corrupted. But now… I’m in control. Surviving them was only the beginning. Now we have to face something much bigger than us… and far more dangerous. And the men who once owned my fate are now the ones I might have to save. Freedom was never going to be free. And loving them? That might cost me everything. And not everyone will make it out alive. Covenant of Control is an enemies-to-lovers, secret society, academy romance and the fourth and final installment in the Regents of Covenant House series.

In this sizzling romance from USA Today-bestselling author Rebecca Jenshak, a shy hockey player joins forces with his rival's sister to gain the upper hand. But it doesn't take long for their secret friends-with-benefits situation to turn into undeniable feelings that are all too real.

After a horrible marriage, Haggard has zero plans of ever finding a woman again. One-night stands not counting, he adores his life as a single man. There are no expectations. No "where are yous" and "are you coming homes". The life he chooses to live is a simple one. Until he makes a huge mistake, and he steps over that line between "daughter’s best friend" and "a woman he desperately wants". Before long, he can’t stop thinking about her. Can’t stop wanting her. Can’t stop feeling things for her that a man 20 years her senior should never feel for a girl he watched grow up.

One glorious summer together. That’s what we had. And then Olivia Albert dumped me. I didn’t plan on ever seeing her again. I sure didn’t plan on finding her smack in the middle of a raging forest fire, needing my hotshot help to save her cute FBI-agent self. I’ve got a second chance at Olivia, and this time I’m in it to win it.

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 was sheltered and raised in a Catholic household. I was taught to dress a certain way. Behave a certain way. Never having any free will of my own. But all my Catholic beliefs went out the window when I met him. I was only sixteen at the time. Deimos…his name sounded so good coming out of my mouth. Rumors were spread that Demios was just a myth that parents told their daughters to scare them into being obedient or else they would meet Deimos, the GOD of Terror and Dread.

Leo Winter loves his life. He works when he needs money. He rides when he craves freedom. He frequents the local bar when he wants a good time. His motorcycle club might be a memory, but the bachelor life still suits him fine. So when a one-night stand surprises him at a family barbecue and claims she’s pregnant with his child, he’s certain he’s died and gone to hell.

Alaska is my kingdom, and as President of the Kings of Anarchy, I keep control of my men and secrets that could tear our lives apart. Life here is simple—no one asks questions, and I don't offer answers. But when I find Hannah stranded and out of her depth, everything shifts. She doesn't belong in my world, yet I can't stop thinking about her.

The first time Avery Flynn saw Derek Roberts, she was photographing him for the first annual Kilgore Police Department SWAT calendar. He was leaned back in his squad car, shirtless, and giving her a smile that was completely between them. A smile that hinted at what he wanted to do to her later. When she scrounges up the courage to ask him out after the photoshoot, he laughs in her face. Well, screw you, too, Mr. February.

They chased me… They claimed me. But now they have me…they're about to find out who really has the power!

Rebel, runner, recluse, rich girl. Nine years ago, Erin Walsh ran away from everything. Home. Family. Secrets. Tragedy. Herself. The only permanence in her life is catastrophe. She travels from country to country, chasing disaster, teasing fire, playing with poison. She guards against real connections, and shuns the only family she has left. She holds everyone - even her siblings - at a mile-long distance. It's the only way to protect herself. But she can't protect herself from Nick Acevedo. He's the ice to her fire, and he's willing to sacrifice everything to bring her home.

I never said "I do" at the altar. But at the Black Wedding, no one cares about consent. Jack Knight blames me for his sister's death, and he's had seven months to plan exactly how to trap me on his stage. If I hadn't opened my door to a masked stranger at midnight and let him lead me down a deliciously dark path, maybe I could have escaped. Now, I'm inside Sanctuary of Shadows, the gothic, month-long carnival of horrors and deception, where every rule is his and every choice is an illusion. His first trick: making me his wife for October.

They rescued me. They held me together. They healed me. And yet they were my corruption. Drowning in trauma I'm dragged back from hell, with only the three Regents standing between me and the darkness. But as I heal in their arms, a new threat arises. One that whispers of war inside the Trivium.

Three years ago, I met a woman who made me forget the world expected me to be a polished, controlled heir to a billion-dollar empire. Sophie was brilliant, captivating, unforgettable—and gone by sunrise. I searched half of Europe for her, but the woman I fell for might as well have been a fever dream. Until today. Because the woman sitting across from me in a KOAN security briefing isn’t Sophie at all.

I was born to be her enemy. I'm a hero. She's a villain. A demigod and a monster. Years of venomous lies and untold favors catch up to us when the Fates intervene. The woman I've secretly loved for centuries is in danger. I'd do anything to keep her safe, anything to make her mine. The gods have...

SEAL’s Hellion, SEAL’s Sky, and SEAL’s Angel are three standalone protector romance novels. Full of suspense, found family, Navy SEALs, and happily-ever-afters. Each book has a strong heroine. SEAL’s Hellion is an enemies to lovers romance where he falls first. In SEAL’s Sky she’s hiding from an abusive ex when the team “class clown” finally falls. SEAL’s Angel gives you all the feels in a deeply emotional second chance story.

Former military man turned government assassin Kellan “Eagle” Trowbridge isn’t looking for love. He’d rather keep his head down at his cover job as an employee of Silverstone Towing. That all changes, however, when he meets Taylor Cardin. Beautiful, smart, and witty Taylor instantly falls for the mysterious tow truck driver, who comforts her both in the aftermath of the car crash she sees firsthand and when the police dismiss her as a credible witness because of her prosopagnosia, or face blindness.

Andi Callahan prefers the quiet company of the dead. As a morgue tech in a sleepy coastal town outside Boston, she lives for silence, predictability, and zero small talk. Living people? Too loud. Too messy. Too nosy. The dead don’t interrupt her, meddle in her life, or flirt with her. Cole Hartley does.