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I can't close my eyes...I refuse to. Every time I do, all I see is blood, death, and pain. I can feel it - almost taste it, bringing me back to that night. It doesn't matter that I'm still breathing; I no longer need it, I no longer want it. I despise it along with everything else around me. The only thing I long for is to f--king fade away. I've given up. Until her at least...Avalon. She comes into my world, knocking me on my ass. Once she sees the damage that I'm capable of; she'll look at me like everyone else around me does: with fear.

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.

This collection includes Just A Little Hookup, Just A Little Secret, Just A Little Promise, and Just A Little Chase.

Quinley Bevan doesn't expect to get smacked in the face by intense sexual chemistry during the meeting, but Isaiah Hale sets off all her hormonal fireworks. More, as a dominant shifter, the enforcer pulls at her submissive nature and calls to her inner cat. Their agreement is pretty standard: If they don't imprint on each other within two years, they'll dissolve the mating. But with his cat holding back, danger lurking around corners, and her true mate making a reappearance, things might be more complicated than they bargained for.

Sienna Blake knew attending her brother's wedding meant facing the past she left behind—the old friends who chose sides, the city that never really felt like home, and the ex who moved on without looking back… who is now the best man. She can handle it. What she can't handle? The endless questions about why she's still single. Enter Nathan Calloway. A chance encounter at an airport bar turns into an impulsive deal. For one week, he'll be her perfect fake boyfriend. The rules are simple: convince everyone, survive the wedding, and walk away unscathed.

When Ava is rescued from the cruel clutches of her alpha father and the omega compound, her future is already set in stone. Shattered, traumatized, and hurting, she hides away from the world with the help of the Grey pack. Max, Lucien, Nikolai, and Bastien have their own pain to heal from, but the tiny omega in their midst gives them hope for a better life, a new life. If only Ava could see that, too. When the darkness of their world threatens to destroy them, Ava must decide where she stands. 

Home. It's the one thing I want more than anything. A husband I can love. Children I can give the world to. A house I can call my own. To many, it's a stupid wish, but to me, it's everything. When my adoptive father demands that I marry one of his business partners, Karlin Makarova, my dream becomes nothing more than that—a dream. Karlin is a vile monster, a nightmare for any woman he crosses paths with. I dread the time I have to spend alone with Karlin and hide the bruises that fill me with deep shame. But then my beloved brother steps in and arranges a marriage with one of his best friends.

All I wanted was to keep my distance from the criminals I work for and get my little brother out of the hell that is our mother's house. Then I died and woke up to four stunningly hot gods telling me I'm now a valkyrie. Sly, sharp Loki. Jovial but ferocious Thor. Dreamily compassionate Baldur. Grim and secretive Hod. I'm connected to all of them through a bond we barely understand. The longer I spend with them, the more my walls start to crack. But the gods didn't summon me just for kicks. Their king is missing, and they need me to find him. 

Gabriel Wilder. Rock God. Voice of an angel. And in love with his best friend’s sister. Resisting Briar Ashford has been one of the hardest things he’s ever done. Until the one night he breaks his promise. Only when tragedy strikes, forgiveness slips through his fingers. Briar Ashford never let herself fall for her brother’s best friend. Until the night she did.

Vienna Stratton knew she only had herself to blame. You didn't let yourself become indebted to a man like Dane Davenport, no matter how badly you needed his help. As his personal assistant, she was very aware that the globally successful CEO was ruthless and unforgiving. Of course, if she'd known he'd request that she be his wife for 12 months, she'd have hesitated in accepting his help. 

Just One Dare: A one night stand with no names exchanged. Four years later, she comes face to face with her baby’s father again. Just One Kiss: It was supposed to be one fun night of hot sex. It turned into a second. Then a third. Now Mother Nature is having the last word—with a secret baby surprise!

My hobbies consist of shopping, eating, and sleeping. Yeah, I know, it doesn't sound like I have much going for me, but what is a girl to do when she has an overbearing father who doesn't allow her to be anything but a socialite? I'm used to being in the spotlight, but when my father starts getting threats on my life, he hires a bodyguard: Maxim Levin, the Russian God with intense eyes and a face carved from stone. I don't think the man has ever cracked a smile. He's domineering, broody, and scary as hell. The more time I spend with him, the more his secrets come to light.

Melina Rosenthal worships at the altar of all things fashion. Her dream is to work for the creme de la creme fashion magazine Eclipse, and she'll do much anything to get there. Even fixing up the image of a gorgeous, sexy public figure who's all playboy, all the time. Even if he's the guy who broke her heart a year ago....

I fell in love with the wrong man and learned the hard way to ask for help. I don’t plan on falling again and have no intention of trying. But when I get invited to a high-powered CEO retreat, I know I can’t say no. And I can’t go alone.

The Montgomery Ink saga continues with a bonus romance between two strangers on a path of healing that leads to something far more. Zia Clarkson thought she found her happily-ever-after, not once, but twice. Her first love is now engaged, and her second love broke more than her heart. Heart and soul bruised; she’s not looking for a relationship. Ever. Especially not with the uptight Meredith Legend who stars in her fantasies. They promised each other one night of passion. And when the sun rises, they’ll walk away - even if they’re both lying to themselves about why.

Three emotional romances. Three HEAs that have been long in waiting. Meet the next generation of the Montgomerys! Big City Romance with a Small Town Feel. The Montgomerys are a lot to live up to. Even more so when the famous ones are your parents. It’s time for the next generation of Montgomerys to live it up and fall hard. They don’t want to make the same mistakes their parents did, nor do they want to follow the paths laid out for them. These Montgomerys are sexy AF and have secrets of their own. It’s time to see what they are made of. After all, Long Live the Montgomerys.

I wanted to be a painter, but that's just a dream. A mafia princess doesn't get to choose her future. Still, I never let it get me down. I always try to make the best of everything. Until I'm forced to go for brutal training, and I meet Nikolai Vetrov. Forbidden and way too attractive, the man turns out to be my worst nightmare incarnated. He's cold and ruthless, and I'm pretty sure there's no heart to be found in his chest, unlike mine that won't stop beating overtime at the mere sight of him.

It started as a normal birthday celebration. Was there wine? Of course. Did I let loose with my best friends? Absolutely. Did I have one glass too many and follow a tattooed bad boy into a bar? Cue mortification. I don't do reckless, or wild nights of hot sex. Correction: I didn't used to. I also didn't plan to drunk-email my boss and quit my soul-sucking job, leaving me in a financial mess. But I'm churning those lemons into lemonade! I'm chasing my dream job at San Francisco's hottest restaurant. Guess who shows up as my competition? None other than my tattooed bad decision.

I owe him a debt. A big one. The payment can't be settled with money or favors. He only wants one thing. Me. Every action gets a reward. A button. Once I fill his jar with 365 buttons, he'll let me go. He'll let me walk away. But I have to earn every single one. By submitting to the darkest, cruelest, and most beautiful man I've ever known.

When I saw my escape, I took it. Now I'm in New York City and trying to get my life back on track. Despite the tracker in my ankle, Crow hasn't come for me. He hasn't even called me. I told him the depth of my feelings but he cruelly rejected them. Maybe he's forgotten about me. One day, I walk into my apartment and spot the pile of buttons on the counter. I never left them there, and there's only one explanation for their presence. Maybe Crow hasn't forgotten me after all.