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I don't think we even begin to understand love until we've lost the one we thought we'd spend the rest of our life with. I don't think we begin to understand ourselves until we realize that it's most likely our fault. And I don't think we begin to understand life until we understand it comes in so many shades of gray. You can be a good person and still do irrevocable harm. Life is messy, so f--king messy. I hate it. Or maybe I hate myself. I thought for a long time I hated him.

The more she fights me, the more I want her. That beautiful, sassy mouth of hers makes me want to push her to her knees and dominate her. I'm a Russian arms dealer and she's an innocent college student who doesn't even know she belongs to me yet, but that will change when I yank those skimpy shorts down and spank her bright red. I will teach her not to show off what is mine. Then I will make her scream my name. I had no right to take her, but I dare you to try to take her from me.

She couldn't have known the danger she faced when she dared to steal from me. She was too young for a man my age, barely in her twenties. Far too pure and untouched. Unfortunately for her, that wasn't going to stop me. The moment I laid eyes on her, I claimed her. Determined to make her mine… by any means necessary. I owned Chicago's most elite gambling club, a front for my role as a Russian Mafia crime boss. She was a fragile little bird who had just flown straight into my open jaws. Naïve and sweet, she was a temptation I couldn't resist biting.

Marcus was never a hero... and he never wanted to be. He never wanted a lot of things. He didn't want to go to school for a pointless degree. He didn't want to be an office drone, working nine-to-five to barely make ends meet. Most importantly, he didn't want to play by other people's rules. He wanted to do things his way and live life on his terms. Some people might have called him a criminal, but he called it freedom. Too bad it got him killed. When everything changed, death didn't take like it used to.

The moment Shea Little walks into his shop, Shep Montgomery knows he’ll do anything to win her heart…and get into her bed. Too bad the icy shield she puts up freezes any man who comes near. Shea has her reasons, and she’s not telling anyone, not even to a man who makes her want to swoon—something she’s never done before.

Riggs Bates may be a billionaire, but he knows money can’t buy happiness. He keeps his financial status a secret and takes his women the same way he takes his meals—a different one three times a day. That’s until he’s caught sleeping with a married newswoman by none other than her ambitious assistant.

One signature. That’s all it took for my life to be turned upside down. Now I belong to the ISC. At least, that’s what I thought, until they shoved me into the cell of a giant, hyena-like alpha with a possessive streak and filthy sense of humor.

There are a few things that life doesn’t prepare you for. Like what to do when a super-hot guy catches you sneaking around in his basement, or what to do when a mysterious package shows up with tickets to a hockey game (because, apparently, he’s a professional athlete). Nor how to handle it when you get to the game and realize he’s freaking famous, since half of the 20,000 people in the stands are wearing his jersey.

Aurora Scuderi spent her childhood and teenage days doing one thing-- loving Nevio. Until one fateful moment, he breaks her heart without a second thought. Leaving Aurora with her broken heart bleeding in her hands. Fleeing Las Vegas is the only way for Aurora to heal - forget Nevio and that night. But a man like Nevio can’t be shaken off that easily. The hunter in him was awakened.

There are many things that go bump in the night, and I am one of them. Witches are supposed to be good, powerful, and omniscient, but unfortunately for me, I seem to lack all of those qualities. I have been battling the darkness that lives within me since birth, destined to eradicate goodness from our world, but one day, I have no choice but to embrace who and what I am. In order to stop the destruction of the world as we know it, I must put my trust in not only myself, but also my unlikely companions.

Had she crashed into any other man's car, she could have walked away—but she hit mine. Upon seeing the bruises on her wrist, I struggled to contain my rage. Despite her objections, I refused to allow her to leave. Whoever hurt this innocent beauty would pay dearly. As a Russian Mafia crime boss who owns Chicago's most elite gambling club, I have very creative and painful methods of exacting revenge.

Fate took almost everything from me, but at least I still had my brother, and Saint, my best friend and hopeless crush. When I found Saint with my brother, the one man who was off-limits, I lost both of them, too. But fate wasn't finished with me. I had to go through literally losing my brother. Then, I gained a spine, scars, and 50 pounds of muscle. The fragile, pathetic kid I used to be is dead and gone. I love the way Saint's jaw drops when he sees me, like I'm a ghost from his past. A ghost who's going to make him pay for all his sins.

Eve desires two men, but not just any two. Both happen to be former Super Bowl champions and best friends. When both men participate in a Celebrity Date Night charity event, Eve's determined to not only be the winning bidder for the retired NFL quarterback Lawrence "Long Arm" Landis, but also Cole Dixon, his former Boston Bulldogs teammate.

I’m beaten and tossed out like yesterday’s garbage. I was destined to be the alpha of my pack and now I’m nothing. Less than freaking nothing. I’m one of them, yet they treat me like an abomination. Worth less than the dirt I’m bleeding on. They did this to me, all because I’m different, because I’m apparently too powerful, or will be soon. I’ve been exiled by my pack. Then she comes along. A sweet human. She’s decided she’s going to help me…or rather, help my wolf. She’s not afraid of me, but she should be.

“Our secrets are out, so why remain enemies? You always knew I was a pretty little monster. Why are you so shocked that I’m a villain?” Oh, how the tables have turned. With painful truths revealed, I, Alpha Malifer Nightshade, must now face the consequences of my deceit. I played a dangerous game, hoping no one would put the pieces together, but I failed to account for one strong opponent: my fated mate.

She was my best friend's little sister, which meant she was off limits, but I couldn’t help myself. I never could when it came to her, and in the end, I left town and made something of my myself. Ten years later and I'm one of the richest men in the world. I have everything I ever wanted...except for her.

This is my December. I’m not being naive or overly optimistic. I have it on good authority that this year, I will meet my soulmate and fall madly in love. The matchmaker who raised me said that it’ll happen by this Winter’s Solstice. Merry Christmas to me, right? Wrong. Because the man who just slid into my kitchen at midnight, unarmed me with his charming smile, and lit me up while licking frosting from my fingers is the newest investor in The TimeKeeper Inn. Gray Turner, the disgraced professional baseball player, wants to renovate and take over the place I call home.

Falling for the grumpy, single dad next door wasn’t on my summer to-do list. Did I mention he’s also a football god? A really hot one? Because he is. Becoming said baller’s new nanny? Yeah, I definitely didn’t see that one coming. But nothing about Maverick Beneventi was ever what I expected. He’s the embodiment of every broody book boyfriend I’ve ever loved, wrapped in deliciously sexy muscles and covered in beautiful black ink. All scowls and sharp edges, I was sure he hated me.

Dina is off limits. She's my brother Wall's little sister. She's wired different, and despite the malice aforethought, she's innocent. She wants me to help her bury a body. I want to unravel her beautiful brain. I want to let her explore me—and watch the light in her eyes when she discovers what she needs and how badly she needs it. I want her.

My biggest rival is the father of my child. He just doesn’t know it yet. Sleeping with my family’s enemy wasn’t planned. Oops. Too late. It was a one-night stand in Costa Rica, and names were the last thing we wanted to exchange. What can I say? The man was hot as sin. Blue-sky eyes. Broad, athletic shoulders. A smile that just about did me in. I came home with more than his cowboy hat as a souvenir. Four years later, that sweet memento calls me Mommy. I’m a busy single mom helping to run the Dover empire.