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A good pint of ale, heating up the sheets with a beautiful woman, and living by my own rules. The only thing I try to avoid? Commitment. And I've got a three-year success rate to prove it. So why am I suddenly knocked flat on my ass whenever Grace is around? The beautiful, funny, totally off-limits massage therapist may knead the knots out of my back, but she sure as hell makes other parts stiff. She's on a mission to rid her life of toxins. No alcohol. No red meat. And, yeah, no man parts.

I thought inventing a boyfriend would help get me out of trouble, but it landed me in more. My little white lie put me in the crosshairs of Bennett Bradford. Satan in a suit. He might be easy on the eyes, but he's rough on the heart. I learned that one the hard way. Suddenly, there's a gigantic rock on my left ring finger that's as fake as our relationship—but our chemistry is all too real. At least there's no risk of me falling for him . . . right?

Ryder Huntington was my first and only broken heart. I promised no one would tear me up like his sweet words and broken promises ever again. I didn't expect the first time I landed a high-paying interior design job for an MLB player would be the day we met again. And I certainly didn't expect Ryder would bring with him cops, handcuffs, and words like "breaking and entering." Now he wants to make up for the misunderstanding. Well, that ship has sailed, I think.

I know where to find my happily ever after - between the pages of a romance novel. It's why I sell books, why I blog about them, and why I'll never get disappointed by love.

 Sharing a life with Jay Brenner is everything Shayne hoped it would be: date nights out, mornings sleeping in, and full access to his heart, body, and mind. Life would be perfect...if there weren't half a dozen underworld villains who want them dead. They can't step one foot outside without somebody trying to kill them. The Detroit underworld is lethal for even the most powerful beings, so how in the world will Shayne be able to protect a mere human?  

Hunting vampires is her legacy. Detective Rainey Astor walks a dangerous line between the human and supernatural worlds. As a vampire hunter, she's a formidable opponent, having killed hundreds of their kind. Yet, when her latest foray into the supernatural world goes terribly wrong, she finds herself rescued by the very creature she's vowed to kill.

Jazzy Simon used to be a pro at reading people. That is until she met Finn Walker, the broody musical genius behind the country’s hottest rock stars. As media correspondent for a new rock and roll documentary, Jazzy is there to get the paycheck her family desperately needs. For an added bonus payment, she'll expose a little scandal on the side. But as she spends more time with the guarded single dad whose dedication to his daughter lights her heart on fire, Jazzy’s ability to read people goes out the window.

Derek Langley iss grumpy, demanding, and sometimes mean, which mirrors his reputation in court. Derek doesn't have time to coddle an employee, so when the temp agency informs him their next placement will be the last, he knows he's doomed. Maya Sterling is excited to move to Seattle. She wants to be closer to her siblings and her new friends, and a position with a temp agency fits the bill for her new life in the city. She doesn't plan on walking in and finding a sexy British grouch for a boss. They quickly realize the attraction is mutual and steam up the office.

The Monarchs told me their pretty lies and tricked me with their gorgeous bodies. They took the trust I wasn't willing to give and shattered it into pieces. I made a vow once to teach these bullies a lesson, but instead it's me who has learnt the hard way deceit can't be washed away with merely a stick of gum. It'll take a deep-rooted thirst for vengeance and sweet justice from the Candy Crusher to right the wrongs dealt onto me. But that's not up to me to pursue. If the Monarchs want me, they'll have to catch me, and then I'll make them sorry they ever did.

Quinn Sullivan is the one I've always wanted but could only have behind closed doors—and she's definitely the last person I should be tangled up with now. She's off limits, untouchable . . . and also happens to be my coach's niece. After one steamy night and a very bad idea, we're suddenly fake dating. For appearances, we say. Totally under control. Except nothing about Quinn has ever been under control. Not when she looks at me like that. Not when she kisses me like we've never ended. Not when pretending starts to feel a whole lot like the real thing.

After endless days trapped in this cage, freedom seemed like a distant dream—until the wounded Vinduthi was thrown into my cell at the brink of death. Still, the will to fight smoldered through him. And when I asked him to give me a claiming mark to shield me from the designs of our captors, that spark ignited into a blaze that threatened to consume us both. Yet his stoic nature leaves me wondering . . . Does the passion I see flickering in his eyes only reflect the yearning in my own heart?

When Princess Rosalina discovers her fiancé cheating on her, she's done being dutiful. Jumping on a plane, she lands five thousand miles away in a world of hot cowboys, jean skirts, and tequila. Grabbing her chance to fly under the radar, she plans on acting out every single fantasy she's denied herself while trying to meet the expectations of her family and country.

After rescuing me from the Andersons, my men are dreaming of a bloody revenge. Me? All I want is to be left alone long enough to work through finals and enjoy my free time with the boys who love me so much. But we can't find peace until the Andersons are gone. I have the knowledge I need to fight back, but the enemy still has an ace in the hole. He's a demon named Ash, extremely powerful, and one of the first people I met when I moved into town.

Princess Pilar is tired of playing by the rules. She’s sick of the spotlight and being seen as the uptight goody-too-shoes the media has cast her to be. She’s especially tired of the fact that her brothers are allowed to run off and do whatever they want while she sits inside watching the world pass her by. That’s why she decides that while her older brothers are off on their usual summer holidays, she’s going to quietly pack her things and travel to the one place her parents have always forbidden her to step foot on - Ibiza.

It's what happens to a man that loses his entire family. The first years that followed their demise were the worst. Determined to inflict even a fraction of my pain onto those responsible, I paid them back the same way they paid me. I was content to live out my days knowing justice was dealt at my hands.

Ever since we were children, I've known Aubri wasn’t like other females. She's the daughter of Magni and Laura Aurelius, who raised her to be a fearless warrior. Men are blinded by Aubri's beauty, charm, and social status. Yet, at twenty-seven, no one has succeeded in making her his wife. Starving for adventure, she volunteered for the dangerous work as an Explorer in Old Europe. It's crazy and the mortality rate alone should've made her think twice.

The second I met Will Evans in his three-piece suit with that hot-as-hell British accent, I wanted him. That is...until he insulted my shoes and stole my corner office. Now I have to work side by side with the surly British arsehole who just set my career back six months. It's fine. That accent won't get to me, no matter how sexy it sounds when he asks permission to do things professionals shouldn't do. On the couch. In the corner office I still wish was mine.

There are a few things I don’t like to talk about in life. My father. And Kansas. I hate him, and I hate that godforsaken state. To this day, I haven’t loved because there’s a fear. An inkling. An instinct that I will be just like him. I convinced myself our blood was rotten, tainted, and sour. I believe I didn’t have the ability to be faithful or loyal. But then after a blizzard, a sailboat washed to shore. And she was there. She’s here at the clubhouse now. Violet Winston.

Once upon a time, a girl saved my life. I was p*ss-drunk, high as a kite, and about to jump from a bridge. She stopped me. I told her to f--k off. Exactly how all great love stories start. A year later, I met her again. Sober this time, after yet another stint in rehab. She’s still pretty, still a spitfire, still lights up a room when she walks in. And she doesn’t realize I’m the guy from the bridge. Frankie doesn’t know anything about me or my past. She doesn’t know I’m a former rock star or an ex-junkie. She doesn’t know that two years ago, someone died and it was my fault.

Love is honorable but selfish. Love is a record of my wrongs. Love had fractured in trials but held on for the truth. And the truth was he'd hurt me, yet I loved him. He'd left me, yet I followed him. But I was done with Leo Baudin. And as soon as the semester was over, I would be done with Paris. But until then, I would learn the rest of his secrets. The ones they whispered about behind his back. The ones that had the entire city watching his every move. The ones that held him hostage.