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Word of advice: If you're ever kidnapped by a mafia boss, do not try to seduce your way to freedom. It's a one-way ticket to handcuffs. Gilded cages. Angst. And a whole lot of sleepless nights. This is especially true if said mafia boss is Ivan Petrov. The Devil himself. Billionaire enforcer to...

She poured fire into my cold, emotionless heart. Now all I see and feel is her. I'm a cold-blooded killer from the deep, always getting MSA's most hazardous underwater tasks. Fear and emotion are foreign to me, which makes me efficient but too callous to work with clients. Even though close...

"Two predators now circle me in this den of enemies. One I came to hunt, and one I never saw coming." Dark mages don't deal in warnings—only executions. So when assassin-in-training Esme Salem is tasked with infiltrating a magical defense academy and eliminating Kieran Mazrov—a deadly mage...

Fight like a man...or a girl disguised as one. I'm a princess disguised as a boy at a supernatural academy. But this isn't any normal school. We're training to be assassins. All I have to do is survive.

I know I shouldn't want the girl next door. It's not fitting for a single dad or a fertility doctor of my reputation. Plus, I need a nanny… last minute. She's the only one who can help me out. When I finally work up the nerve to ask her, she's out on the driveway arguing with her parents. Something about her having a fiancé? Damn…But then they're all looking at me. And I'm suddenly accidentally fake engaged!?! So I'll play her fiancé.

I had no choice but to disappear that night. It ripped my frickin' heart out. Now I'm moving my headquarters to Boulder with one objective: Win Mandy back. Damn, this is going to be hard. She's feisty and sassy and doesn't obey my orders. She wears short skirts on purpose—just to drive me wild. My dark past is following me. This fake engagement will keep her safe. But I'll show her how real my love is.

It was a bad idea from the start. A wild night with a bad boy in a suit. And now, a bun in the oven to prove it. The green-eyed swoonboat took me to heaven and hell—all in the same night. Now, I'm a struggling single mom with new curves and a new job. I never thought I'd see him again. Until today… My heart races. The smirk on his lips reminds me of that night when he kissed me all over. I anxiously try to stay out of sight. But I can't avoid my new boss forever. "Mr. Pearson wants to see you in his office now."

Getting mated to the enemy? Not an effing option. Elodie I don't have time for this. I'm a warrior maiden, oath-sworn to the Enclave to live and die by my sword in the protection of the omegas. Not only is he the enemy, giving into the pull between us would ruin my career. Because the maiden...

She fell into my arms as her entire world fell apart. And I was never letting her go. Reed I've been alone for over three hundred years. The darkness is around every corner, trying to swallow me whole as I watch my packmates one by one find their true loves, while I stand permanently on the...

For all the lovers of a mafia romance with the "who did this to you?" trope. Luna The shadows still stalk my steps, even after two years. His voice still haunts my dreams, even after all this time. I swore I'd never dance with devils who paint their stories in blood again. Yet here I am, undone...

She was my angel, and I was her devil. Maybe that's how it was always meant to be. Lucien The quiet little healer? She can't be my mate. My wolf was desperate—we were dying. Poisoned. Tortured. It's the only explanation. But when I wake up, she's there at my side, and my wolf is nearly feral...

I need a bride, and Cinderella is perfect to play the part… The beauty crashed my friend's wedding, called me a beast… and ran. But I always find what I want. And I want her. Turns out she's my mentor's daughter. Her curves are so off-limits! So to keep her close, I give her a job. And make her an offer she can't refuse. All she needs to do is parade on my arm as my fake fiancée. And I get to be CEO. Playing pretend? Easy AF. Playing by the rules? Hard as hell.

He's my scorching hot boss, old enough to be my father. Problem is—I'm saving myself for marriage... So what do I do? I accidentally marry him. That night, he took me to heights of earth-shattering pleasure I never imagined. But as the champagne buzz fades, we're hit with the gut-wrenching realization of our epic mistake. Two opposites with no future, right? So I thought.

Make a good first impression, they say, especially when you're desperate for work. How about when you walk into the interview for executive assistant at the Colchester Mountain Resort, and you come face to face with the ridiculously gorgeous, infuriating brute you just accidentally knocked over on the slopes? I should have walked out the second he called me Blunder Bunny. I shouldn't have stared at his muscles underneath his impeccable suit. And I definitely should have run the moment he made me almost beg for the job.

She was stolen by a dragon prince. Now she has to survive him. Esme Salem wakes beneath the earth in a palace of obsidian and flame: the heart of the hidden dragon realm of Draethys. Her captor, Lord Daynthazar, the firstborn prince, claims their blood has been irreversibly bound. By ancient...

I'm a matchmaker for New York's elite. But my own love life is a complete disaster. I go on a blind date, expecting to meet a stranger. But instead, I'm locking eyes with Adrian Stone—my dad's best friend. The silver fox single dad I've fantasized about for years. We're both hiding behind fake names. Is he pretending not to recognize me, too? Either way, I play along. And that night, I did something I shouldn't have. Several times—if you know what I mean. He doesn't ever have to find out who I really am, right? Wrong. 

Houston, this was not part of the plan. Not even a little tiny bit. He's not my fated mate, yet here I am, pregnant regardless. Leigh It's not supposed to be possible, but I guess when your BFF is some sort of unicorn wolf with special powers, things tend to get a bit wonky. But that's not...

Five years. Five years I gave to the pack that promised to love me. Promised to bond me. But they failed me in every way that truly matters. They broke me quietly. Death by a thousand cuts, until I disappeared into the walls of my own home. Until there was almost nothing left of me. They...

Imagine my surprise when I got a phone call demanding to know who TF I was without so much as a hello. I hung up on the prick. A second later a woman called apologizing for him and explaining that my father was in an accident. Problem is, I've never met the man. Not only do I not know him, but I have a half-brother to boot, who is insistent that I come at once. Hopefully, the prick isn't there when I arrive. That is if I go, I haven't decided yet.

The MacTavish men are wild and passionate. They marry for love. I don't. I may be a MacTavish, but it's not an emotion I'm capable of, one I don't understand. So, if someone in my clan must agree to an arranged marriage, it might as well be me. The bride being pulled down the aisle to me is beautiful, and terrified. But she's got a stubborn tilt to her jaw that's making me think she's not giving up so easily.