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Roger Michael Easton IV, better known as Rowdy, flouted the family's Naval tradition to enlist in the Marines—not as an officer, but a ground pounding grunt. He never expected to see as much combat or valor as he did in the field, but every engagement furthered his commitment to his brothers in arms. Now, with an early offer on the table to end his contract, Rowdy has to take a long look at the life he left behind, the life he's built, and the future he longs to have.

Madame Eve's 1Night Stand service introduces Gunnery Sergeant Jasmine "Jazz" Winters to best friends and retired Marines Logan Cavanaugh and Zach Evans. At the end of their night of frenzied passion in Las Vegas, Jazz walks away from the only two men who ever made her feel like a woman. Logan and Zach let her go, but only if she swears all of her future leaves to them. These three Marines shared everything, but will one night be enough?

Shannon Fabray is a sculpture artist and her love of the pure masculine body is demonstrated in every work of aesthetic art she creates. But her passion for the body doesn't extend into her personal life after a hellish experience in college left her with nowhere to turn but her work. After several criticisms about the lack of passion in her sculptures, Shannon is determined to face her fears and take desire by the balls. A one-night stand should do the trick.

Damon Sinclair is a simple Marine with simple needs and after five years of active duty in the sandbox, he's ready to settle down and feed people's souls. But when the rest of his Brothers sign up with the 1Night Stand dating service, the opening night of his new restaurant includes a date with Madame Evangeline's hand picked choice. Helena Blake has focused her entire life on her education and legal career.

Jazz has been one of the guys for over a decade, serving her country with distinction, but she longs to explore her femininity, to be desired as a woman, to flirt, cavort, and fulfill every sexual desire. When her mother, of all people, signs her up for a one-night stand, she's not sure whether to be exhilarated or pissed. Flying to Las Vegas on the promise of a total escape, Jazz plans to be Jasmine for just one night, because tomorrow she plans to re-up for another five years.

Fulfilling a favor and executing a business plan, Luke Dexter arrives at Dallas' Sybarite Club for a one-night stand. He never imagined he'd come face to face with the woman he left behind a decade earlier. Rebecca Rainier fell in love with Luke Dexter in high school and was crushed when he dumped her to join the Marines after 9/11. Set up on a one-night stand by her business partner, nothing could prepare Rebecca for who her date is. Can Luke and Rebecca bridge the pain of a decade-long abandonment, in one cold Texas night?

I’ve worn a lot of labels over the years. For as long as I can remember, I wanted to escape. I hid in my dance. I ran away from my life as much as I could. I fought to be somewhere else, even if I couldn’t be someone else. One night, after my partner lashed out at me and I’d been hurt, the Vandals took me and never looked back. They introduced me to a world I had no idea existed and a family so much greater than the one I’d been trying to survive.

Emersyn Sharpe war nicht so, wie ich es erwartet hatte, und gleichzeitig alles, was ich mir je erträumt hatte. Sie war geblieben und hatte alles verändert. Sie hatte die Jungs in ihre Schranken gewiesen. Sie hatte Feuer und Mumm, eine Wildheit, die ich auch gerne hätte.

Survival isn’t everything. I’ve fought to protect my family. I’ve bled for them, killed for them, and gone to jail for them. There is no fight I will not take on for them… I’ve been waging this war since I was seven years old. The only thing that’s changed is the battlefield itself. For Mayhem, I’ll trade in the grime of the streets for the illusions of her shimmering world. Only all that glitter is hiding a well of sin and corruption that leaves blood in its wake. This isn’t my world, but I won’t be defeated by it.

I was born into this world. Power and wealth are the keys to controlling it, but they aren’t everything. They are a means to an end when it comes to protecting the people I care about. I’ve known my destiny since I was old enough to sit at the table. Everything in my life has been focused on preparing me for the future. Know your enemies, your allies, and the people in the middle you can buy. When he first appeared in my life, I had no idea who he was, but I never forgot his pretty face. While it’s been years and I barely recognize him, I can’t get enough.

Kaitlin Crosse wields an extraordinary power over me. She pushes, dares, and drives me to the brink of madness. Ever since our paths intertwined, my obsession with her has been absolute and unyielding. Every aspect of her calls out to me, yet the very thing I yearn for the most might be forever beyond my grasp. She resists my attempts to possess and protect her. She refuses my claims, asserting her fiercely independent nature.

Das Herz des Ganzen war ein Geheimnis und eine Lüge. Ein Geheimnis, das wir ihr nicht verrieten. Eine Lüge, die wir uns selbst erzählten. Emersyn Sharpe war mehr als nur das Mädchen, über das wir wachten. Emersyn war genau die Frau, die zu uns passte. Das Letzte, was wir hätten tun sollen, war, sie mitzunehmen, und das Schlimmste, was wir getan hatten, war, sie zu behalten, aber sie brauchte uns. Und ich war mir sicher, mehr als einer von uns, mich eingeschlossen, brauchte sie. Das Geheimnis war keines, das wir erzählen sollten … Und die Lüge?

Von dem Moment an, als ich erfuhr, dass sie an unsere Schule kommen würde, hatte ich das Gefühl, dass es in einer Katastrophe enden würde. Warum hatte sich Kaitlin Crosse von allen Schulen der Welt ausgerechnet für unsere entschieden? Ihre Anwesenheit verwirrte meine Brüder und führte zu Spannungen zwischen ihnen, aber ich merkte bald, dass meine anfänglichen Annahmen über sie völlig falsch gewesen waren.

Die Pop-Prinzessin mit den leuchtend blauen Haaren, den vollen Lippen, den eindringlichen Augen und der Stimme einer Sirene … Musik scheint die einzige Sprache zu sein, die wir beide sprechen. Das ist nicht genug. Nicht für sie. Nicht für die anderen. Für niemanden. Ich bin nicht genug. Meine Brüder wollen sie, die Welt besitzt sie, und alle anderen wetteifern um ein Stück von ihr. Am Ende des Schuljahres ging sie weg und schenkte uns keinen weiteren Blick. Sie hat uns weggeworfen, wie sie ihren Vater weggeworfen hat.

Ich wurde in die besten Kreise Hollywoods hineingeboren und war schon in den Schlagzeilen und im Internet, bevor ich überhaupt laufen konnte. Es spielt keine Rolle, dass sich meine Eltern vor meinem zweiten Geburtstag scheiden ließen. Ich kann den Schatten–oder den Skandalen–meiner Filmstar-Mutter und meines Rockstar-Vaters nicht entkommen.

Do you ever lie to yourself? I do. Making friends has been the cruelest choice I ever inflicted upon myself. I like to say I don’t regret it, and for the most part that’s true. I resent it. I despise him because he left me behind, following another battle in this war we’ve been waging. I thought we were partners, best friends, allies, and that he would always have my back as I’ve fought to have his. I hate her because she’s perfection and everything he’s ever wanted, untouchable, brilliant, and capable. Yet, I want her too. Need her. Still, she gave herself to someone else.

My only connections were forged through the veil of a computer screen. I was their voice in the dark, their operator. I was their lifeline—until the day my past tore into my present, and they had to become mine. Captured, subjected to torture and relentless interrogation, I survived long enough for them to find me. I harbor no delusions; fleeing and disappearing again is not an option. The only way to win is to fight. But to fight, you also have to be willing to risk everything. I was okay with that when the only one at risk was me.

Five years ago, I disappeared from the life I had and built this one. I spend my days and most of my nights on the line, helping my clients achieve their goals. They call me when they are in a jam or are getting ready to move on a target. I'm their information specialist. The woman in the chair. I'm their switchboard. Intelligence, electronic eyes, computer hacking—I do it all. My singular goal is to bring my clients home safely. Some clients are more special than others. We all play favorites. I know them, they've never seen me.

They say you can never go back… ‘Course, I never wanted to return. It took me years to age out. Once I made it, I took off and never turned around. Trust me, there were only three reasons I managed to survive there as long as I did and they abandoned me as soon as they were able. I’d like to say I didn’t blame them, but that would be a lie. I had zero desire to return. Yet here I was, on the road to Northland chasing a story cause my editor told me kids were disappearing… again.