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My billionaire boss caught me reading a very spicy book when I should have been working… The price of keeping my job? One night as his fake date. We’ve all read a book so good we couldn’t help sneaking just one more page, right? Mr Blackwood is dangerous - a London mafia boss - and was scheduled to be out all afternoon. When my favorite daydream is absent, I make do with fiction. I thought I was going to be sacked, or worse, for sure. But when I begged him, he looked at me severely and told me his conditions: I have to attend an event with him this evening and pretend to be his fiancee.

Pregnant. Funny how one small word can change the course of your life so completely that it becomes unrecognisable. In order to protect the life growing inside me, I must change who I am, escaping from the rich yet depraved mountains of Colorado to the hidden exclusivity of London. Dancing becomes my freedom, giving me everything that I've missed from my privileged life so far. Friends, safety and a fresh start.

He's my boyfriend's father, also my boss, and totally off limits. JJ Kane. Billionaire tycoon. Ruthless villain. Supposed head of the underworld. The first time I set eyes on him, I hated him with a visceral intensity that took me by surprise.

Leonora Holt never expected that her two younger sisters would find love before her. Lately she's grown disconcertingly accustomed to her brother's sighs and hints that she needs to marry. How can she find anyone when one dreadful man, the Duke of Dartmouth, is intent on reminding all the ton of her mother's scandal?

Percival, the Earl of Plymouth, is in trouble. Terrible trouble. His aunt is eager for him to marry. Since Percival has no desire to be thrust onto the marriage mart, he may have told her he has a secret beloved. Fortunately, Percival's best friend Sebastian volunteers to find Percival someone inappropriate with whom to pretend to have an amorous relationship. After all, Percival's aunt won't desire a scandalous future countess.

My plans were simple. Graduate from college, get a job, and not worry anymore if I can make next month’s rent. It turns out I might have a shot at getting drafted to play in the NFL, and nothing will distract me from that goal. I didn’t count on Sadie Clarkson wrecking my plans.

Every princess should be kissed. And by a man who knows what he's doing. Beatricia had been enjoying just that with Farris Turner when she was caught. But running only drives her into the arms of a stranger. A man who wants to offer her one night together, to offer her the experience her life and duties in the city of Sun-Airor—a place set out of space and time—have denied her. It'll be her only chance before she's forced to enter a loveless marriage . . . but who exactly is her stranger? And what will kissing him reveal?

As president of the Untamed Sons MC, I'm no stranger to pain, but three years ago Sasha Montgomery broke my heart and put another black mark against my soul. Even the mention of her name is enough to bring my demons out to play. I still don't know what happened, but what I do know is she walked out on me, the club, and the future we were working toward without a backward glance. I should have known she wouldn't stay gone.

Eloisa Holt is not the type of woman to wander London on her own. In fact, she's not even the type of woman to consider such a thing. After all, her governesses hailed her as a paragon of everything proper. But when a nude painting of her mother scandalizes the ton, Eloisa must stop more paintings from being displayed. This debutante is desperate.

Gavin Corey, the Earl of Thornbrook, has shed his rakish ways in the hope of winning Lady Louisa's heart, but neither she nor her parents consider him a suitable match. He convinces her to join forces with him to locate a missing family treasure by proposing a wager: if he finds the jewels, Lady Louisa must allow him to court her, but if she prevails, he must reveal the secret he's keeping from her.

Christian Roberto Domenico Sovrano could have any woman he wants, but he's totally focused on me. He's obsessed with me. He lives to make my life miserable. It's why he asked me to pose as his fake wife for 30 days. Thirty days! In return for saving my life from the wrath of the Mafia. Oh! He also wants me to attend his family's Christmas getaway. And pretend to be his loving, devoted spouse. Guess what happens next? We get lost in the forest...and snowed in for Christmas. And have to share the same bed. But hell if I am going to simply agree to his terms.

As princess of the Moon Kingdom, and daughter of the cruelest king our land had ever seen, I was well-versed in deceit and debauchery. The Sun Kingdom’s sly prince was no threat to me. Assuming that was a grave mistake. For the ever-present smirk, irritating charm, and adoring gleam in his eyes began to melt the ice encasing my heart.

Never has there been a fury like that of a mated male. Though my arranged marriage to the king resulted in heartache, the continent of Rosinthe continued to heal. It was my duty to ensure the stains my father left in his wake were wiped clean. If that meant remaining married to a male who’d betrayed me, then so be it. With peace flourishing and my lover, the lord of the east, at my side, the sticky web we’d found ourselves in became easier to navigate. Until a faerie king stole into my dreams, marring harmony with uncertainty.

A domineering force in Miami’s volatile criminal underworld, Brad Black is respected. Feared. His deadly accurate trigger finger and indestructible persona has earned him his intimidating reputation and, up until six months ago, hookers, drugs, and protecting the Black empire was the sum of his life’s purpose. Until he saved her. Wild, brave, and beautiful, Pearl Kennedy is Brad’s kryptonite.

Five… minutes. That's how long I was supposed to be there. Get in, get out. Job done. Four… guns pointed at my head. It wasn't supposed to go down this way. Three… years old, and she clung to her mum as we sat huddled together on the floor, chained to the pipes on the wall. Two… choices, when my time finally came. To let it all play out or fight with everything I had. One… split second that changed the course of my life… forever. My name is Tyler Evans. They call me The Thief. But on that day, the last thing I expected to become was the hostage.

When I accidentally give gorgeous and terrifying kingpin Dexter Streatham my list of baby daddy requirements, I expect to be fired. After all, the list describes him exactly, down to intimate details. Instead, he offers to marry me and get me pregnant. But if he takes my V-card he’s sure to notice I’m hopelessly in love with him, so I refuse. He bets me that he’ll put a baby in my belly within six months, or he’ll find me a new husband himself. I can’t say no. Having my boss’ baby is everything I've ever wanted, even if it might break my heart.

It starts with revenge. A decade ago, I embraced death–or so they believe. It’s my life’s mission to make the Lords of Darkness pay for their actions. A perfectly-timed opportunity propels me into the heart of the malevolent order that shattered my very existence. From the smoldering ruins of the Lords of Darkness emerges the Princes of Sin: a secret brotherhood with fresh faces and dark desires—myself included. I slither through the shadows–a viper biding its time to strike.

Gillian knew getting involved with one of her students was wrong. She should deny the need her body felt when the cocky and self-assured Finn flirted with her. Only Gillian couldn’t. That thrill of having what was forbidden was too enticing to refuse.

Everyone thinks they know me, but they're wrong. I have a secret. My friends and family think I earn a living writing technical manuals, but the truth couldn't be more different. I, Owen Metzger, love writing steamy romance novels. Shh, don't tell anybody....

It started with a dare: steal a kiss from the pretty, green-eyed girl with the Irish mobster father. Turns out, Ada O'Sullivan was a much better thief than me. In the span of one night, I lost my head, my senses, my loyalty to my own crime family.... At 18, she was the only thing worth fighting for. Dying for. Loving. But I was a boy playing a man's game.