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Three months ago, I almost got hit by a car. The guy behind the wheel was as gorgeous as they come. We got to talking and… well, things got a little carried away, if you know what I mean. But when it was over, we went our separate ways. Except, not quite. The little plus sign on this pregnancy test tells me our story isn't over. But that's a problem for another day. First, I have to go to my sister's engagement party. When I see who she's marrying, my jaw hits the floor.

Five years ago, I ran from the devil who got me pregnant. I have a son now. A boy I'd do anything to protect. But I left behind the sister I loved more than life itself. So when Ilarion Zakharov finds me again, I have an impossible choice to make: Do I go back with him to the world I left behind? Or do I leave my sister to drown in the mess I caused? Ilarion doesn't make choosing easy.

She’s trapped in a magical prison. To break out, she’ll make a deal with the most dangerous prisoner of them all. Sentenced for a crime she didn’t commit, Samara is bullied by guards and tormented by the screams of her fellow prisoners. She’s resigned herself to enduring her fifteen-year...

I was forced to marry a monster. Luca Vitale is the heir to his father’s empire. He has the reputation of being a dangerous monster who can bring even grown men to their knees. And he’s about to become my husband.

When the nearby city of Branston establishes its very own professional football team, the small town of Sublime becomes inundated with football players. For Tessa, that means her first love––and the only man to ever break her––moves into the house next door while acting like he didn't make her fall for him over a bet. And she's not going to take it lying down. And when a drunken prank turns into a full-fledged war, all bets are off.

I've just had the shock of my life. Witches don't usually know who fathered them, but mine is standing right in front of me in all of his blazing glory. I'm not going anywhere without my boys—Karl, a polite yet powerful vampire. Luka, the werewolf with golden retriever energy and the kindest...

He didn't ask for my name. He told me I was his. One night. That's all it took. A stolen kiss that turned into a deal with the devil himself. Daniil Zorin—cold-eyed heir to the Chicago Bratva. Ruthless. Merciless. The kind of man who takes what he wants… and what he wanted was me. He offered me a bargain soaked in danger. Be his wife for a weekend. Wear his ring. Play the part. In return, he'd bankroll the dream I was too desperate to give up. I told myself it was fake. That I could survive him and walk away untouched. But nothing about Daniil is fake. Not the way his touch brands me.

I've been kidnapped by an incubus. It doesn't matter that he's my betrothed—I'd been running from him and my coven for the past two decades. My mother finally found me and betrayed my location. I won't blame my boys for this. It wasn't their fault. I wasn't going to be able to hide my magick...

Vivienne Frost works tables at my club, but she's no ordinary waitress. She's smart-mouthed, dangerously beautiful, and entirely off-limits. She thinks she can outrun the past, hide behind a tray of drinks and pretty lies. But I've seen the bruises. I've heard the cracks in her voice. Her defiance doesn't push me away—it awakens a brutal kind of need in me, something that's been waiting to break free.

Aggie is a witch in hiding from her coven and the magickal world at large, after her virginity contract was sold at birth to an incubus, a demon who would surely kill her during the inheritance ceremony. Now turning forty, her magick is tired of being contained, and attracts the attention of a few nearby supernaturals, all vying for her attention: Karl, a grumpy, self-effacing vampire who fusses like a mother hen, Luka, a rowdy werewolf with golden retriever energy, and Quinn, a player warlock with a pet hawk. If they can sense her, then surely her jilted betrothed can as well.

When my twin brother, Sebastian, sold me out and orchestrated a hostile takeover of my company, I thought I had hit rock bottom. But then I received a taunting email from Ethan offering me a position as his PA, and it was like salt in the wound. All I’m missing is a little tequila and lime. Trouble is, I don’t have any other options. The sweet, geeky boy I used to know is gone, and in his place is a ruthless businessman who seems to have one mission in life – to make me miserable. And now he’s my boss. My very engaged and annoying boss.

Being a single father in witness protection isn’t ideal, but it’s the only option to keep the baby I technically stole safe. Staying hidden is simple until the night I beat down the door of the only doctor in town, demanding help, and I meet the woman who changes everything. I’m danger and violence; she’s innocent and caring. I’ll corrupt her, and potentially bring the threat of the MC after me to her doorstep. Too bad for Dr. Caradee Blacksmith, I’m too selfish to care. Because I want her no matter the risk.

The weight of the world sits heavy on my shoulders. The men in my life have left me broken and bruised. I know that I have to dig deep to find the strength to pick up the pieces and move on. However, there is just one problem, or one man standing in my way. Hank Burns. My ex-husband. It's been five years since our divorce. I lost everything back then, and if I'm being honest, I've just been going through the motions. I just want to be alone, I want to salvage the pieces of me that are left and move on, but Hank is adamant that we give us another try. 

As the carnage starts to pile up around us and the walls start closing in, there are only so many moves to make, only a very few cards to play. Nothing is as it seems, we don’t know who to trust and the bodies just keep piling up. But when those bodies become the ones I love the most, there’s nothing I can do but play this twisted game by its own rules.

Money. Marriage. Murder. Three things I never thought I'd deal with, let alone all at once, but now those three words embody my entire world. There’s nowhere to run, not with the eyes of the country on us now.

Ever feel like you’re being watched? It’s an awareness so familiar I adapted to it long ago. Then I enrolled at Westbrook University to chase my dream and make up for someone else’s lost one. The prying eyes I’d known almost since birth.... They closed.

Jacob Callahan is nothing like the guys I know from college. He’s powerful. Stern. And most of all, he’s big. Every time I crane my neck to meet his eye, every time I see his bulk fill a doorway…I melt....

Having everything, living the high life, it was only ever in the movies. Until now. Until them. After a summer away, I return to find my mother remarried and a whole new family around her. Now I’m enrolled in the college for East Coast’s most elite; Saints U. Along with my new stepbrother and his friends.

He was the sunshine I craved. The laughter I couldn’t contain. My first thought when I woke in the morning and the last image I saw before I went to bed. But now Griffin Hathaway hates my guts, and he’s my new roommate. Yes, it’s that painful. It’s my freshman year of college, and I’m doomed to repeat the same mistakes, live the same lies, and stare at the same gorgeous face for a year. We clash from the start, no surprise, but what he doesn’t understand is that I’m not the girl he dropped like a bad habit.

The start-up gaming company I work for likes to push boundaries, including adult ratings, no limit on in-game partners, and some moderately graphic depictions of all the different ways to get down and dirty with two or more people. Given that I’m inching my way toward 40 and my experience in the bedroom is limited to a couple of less than attentive ex-boyfriends, I'm not sure I can pull off the realistic designs that are expected of me.