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Wealthy socialite Olivia Barton never imagined her fiancé would disappear on what was supposed to be a routine business trip. She's even more heartbroken and confused when a hired private investigator tracks him half a world away, to a seaside town in Colombia. But the country has recently been ravaged by a massive earthquake and deadly tsunami, shutting down outside communication and making travel all but impossible. Still, Olivia is determined to make it to Colombia to find the answers she so desperately seeks. What she needs is a guide - a mercenary.

I can't say they didn't warn me. Right now, I realize: I probably should have listened. Because if there's anyone who has no business playing a sport that requires a helmet, pads, and a liability waiver, it's this girl. The same girl who once knocked herself out during a game of backyard baseball. I stepped up to the plate, pulled the bat back a little too far to swing, and clocked myself in the back of the skull. Boom. Lights Out Lucy. That's how I got my roller derby name. So yeah. Maybe I should have known better.

I was a dead woman. I'd finally had a glimpse of true love, admiration, and the kind of devotion only your soul mate, your other half, could provide - until it was physically ripped away. Taken. My stalker had me, and there was little hope I'd be found. I knew Chase would use all his money and resources to search the ends of the Earth for me, but I knew the monster I was dealing with. Years of looking into the eyes of pure evil gave me the unique experience to know that my situation was dire.

I'm a magnet for evil and controlling men. Chase, my big business tycoon and love of my life, thinks he can protect me, but he can't. No one can. It became clear far too late how serious my stalker was, that his threats weren't idle. He proved more than once that he would do what it takes, that there were no stakes too high for his sick and twisted games and delusions of worship. We should have been better prepared.

Men ruin women...especially men like Chase Davis. Good looking, intelligent, rich, and powerful - I never stood a chance. When he entered my life, I was finally healing after having barely survived the men of my past. My soul sisters told me to take a chance, to let someone in. I let him in, and he surrounded me with a light so bright that I was blinded by the truth. Men don't ruin women. They devour them in every way that counts.

A baby in need—and one special nurse—tame a wealthy doctor in this Texas Cattleman’s Club novel from USA TODAY bestselling author Michelle Celmer! Pediatrician Parker Reese likes to play the field and usually has women at his beck and call. Until caring for a newborn in crisis sets him on...

In the past, I've always been given everything I've wanted, but nothing that I truly needed. I've experienced a lot of things in my 25 years - everything except the one thing I want. It's the one thing that can't be bought. It can't even be taken; it has to be given. And nobody has ever given it to me - not really anyway. Not until him.

When Cooper McKay moved in next door to her, all bronzed skin and lean muscle, with a panty dropping smile that could bring any girl to her knees, Kayla Keller knew she had met the man of her dreams. He set her body and teenage hormones on fire for three years - three long tortuous years. She pushed. He retreated. It became a game of tug of war, until one fateful night she put her well thought out plan into motion, and Officer Sexy didn't know what hit him.

They met in the most unlikely place, where death and destruction were just as pronounced as the desert heat that surrounded them. Her voice lured him in, but it was her kind heart and understanding soul that anchored his broken one. She was the light to his dark. Together, they forged an unbreakable bond. But one fateful night destroyed it all and thrust them into a week of hell, leaving them both scarred inside and out. Now two years later, Faith returns to Cade's life unexpectedly, and neither of them can deny the fire that still burns between them.

Fate. Destiny. Whatever you wanted to call it, Macy Caldwell was mine. She had a chance to get out of this town, but she refused to take it. She was going to give up everything for me. I wasn't worth that kind of sacrifice. In order to save her, I had to break her.

Skye Olson is a psychic like her mother, and her grandmother before her, but a bad break up with the man she thought was her soulmate has left her confidence in her abilities shaken. While she's in crisis, a real estate tycoon from Atlanta swoops in with his eyes on her shop. Colton Hayes spent his mortal life plundering royal ships with his pirate crew, but one holy relic changed everything. Now he and the rest of the crew protect the port of Savannah from their captain who traded his cutlass for a fountain pen.

If Sadie Mullins hadn't started to believe in love again, hadn't let herself fall for him, she wouldn't be feeling this way. Wouldn't have her heart breaking. Wouldn't regret meeting West Montgomery. The cocky bastard should have left her alone, let her forget about him. Let her move on with her life. Of course, he didn't. That could have been the end of it. Of course, it wasn't. Damn hope.

Doughnuts were her weakness. If Sadie Mullins hadn't been running on the beach to burn off the calories from her doughnut addiction, she wouldn't have noticed the man not moving out in the water. Wouldn't have dived in after him. Wouldn't have met West Montgomery. The cocky bastard should have been thankful, grateful even. Of course, he wasn't. That should have been the end of it. Of course, it wasn't. Damn doughnuts.

The beloved New York Times bestselling author of Birds of California hits it out of the park with this smart, sexy, thrilling take on the celebrity-athlete story—a funny, sizzling, ripped-from-the-headlines romance between an international pop star and a major league baseball player who...

Opposites don’t just attract. They captivate. They entice. They beckon. As the medic for the Blackbridge Security team, he was just fine hanging out at the office in his spare time. Jude Morris was...boring. He didn’t need excitement. He wasn’t a thrill-seeker. Then, he met a woman who was. Parker Maxwell, the only woman able to captivate, entice, and beckon him, was his antithesis. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She didn’t seem to notice him. It’s going to take heroic measures for this guy to win the girl.

I hadn't intended to blurt out that we were dating… because we weren't. We barely knew each other. But I was out of options; my ex-boyfriend just wouldn't stop pestering me. Greyson happened to be there, and in a moment of desperation, I claimed we were together. Initially, I felt guilty for dragging him into this mess. But now? I'm relieved I did. Greyson turned out to be everything I needed, and this unexpected twist brought us closer in ways I never imagined.

Holden Donahue saved me from an arranged marriage. Then he vanished without so much as a goodbye. Years later, he shows up backstage at one of my concerts. Uninvited and without an explanation. When my safety is threatened again, he steps in, inserting himself as my personal bodyguard.

I never expected to see him again, especially not on a random Friday night. But there he was, looking just as I remembered, yet somehow different. As we spent more time together, everything began to shift. Feelings blossomed, and he slowly started to dismantle the walls I had built so high. Then, before I knew it, he had completely consumed me.

Skylar has been my best friend since childhood, but I secretly pine for her. One thing after another has kept us apart, and I’ve spent the last decade in fear of losing her forever. Because of me, she left town. For years, I thought I’d never see her again. But now she’s back…and living with him.

I’ll be your date, and you’ll be mine. Who says a funeral can’t be romantic? Okay, everyone. Including myself. That doesn’t stop the rumor mill from turning when I show up with a beautiful redhead on my arm. That redhead also just happens to be a stranger, relatively speaking. Charlotte Barrow and I have run into each other a few times—on the subway, at a bar, and now on our way to separate funerals. Instead of the prodigal son who let his parents down showing up alone, I traded favors and brought a date. The deal made sense at the time. You be my date, and I’ll be yours.