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Why was he here? It could only mean one thing . . . They were coming for me because Liam was never supposed to find me . . . ever. I'd been a puff of smoke for so long. A ghost. Now . . . Yesterday, I had this hope I could have a future with Raid and the Ravage MC. Today, my world is shattered by his arrival. One man from the past and one man from the present colliding in an explosion of jealousy, possessiveness, and maybe . . . love? Both want nothing more than to protect me and I could be their very demise. Except, these two men aren't strangers. Raid and Liam share a past all their own.

We weren't just opposites. We were at extreme ends, living completely different lives. While our CEO dressed in suits, mesmerizes everyone with his charm, I'm the quirky, geeky data scientist with precise breakfast habits, baggy flannel shirts, and red canvas shoes. Yet, he thinks we're good together. He offers me his friendship and shows me a life I am too scared to see. But we don't stop there. He shows me love… the sweet kind and the sexy one too. My heart skitters at his attention, concern, and care for me and my quirks. But all my life I've trained myself not to trust anyone.

Coming home from the Marines, Micah Tugger doesn't know what to expect, but knows there are consequences to pay to the Ravage Motorcycle Club. He'd left Sumner, Georgia, a confused boy and now has come back a man, one who knows what he wants in life and that includes his family. But will the brothers of the Ravage MC accept him? Or turn him away?

From the outside, the gorgeous Freya Evandale seems like a quirky bookworm with a taco addiction. Most people would never guess she's a proud drop-out of the FBI's training academy and a highly skilled computer nerd. These days, she's happy as a private detective at Codex, specializing in stolen rare books. That is until an old nemesis with an arrogant smirk and superhero shoulders ends up in her office.

One night can change everything. Musician Ford Malone left Texas, without so much as a backward glance—lured by the bright lights of LA and the all-consuming world of rock and roll. It's taken a while, but his star is finally starting to shine. Ready to take the world by storm with his new...

Eleven years ago, Trixie graduated Harvard Law, turned down a job offer from one of the most prestigious law firms in Boston, and headed home to Whynot, NC, to open her own firm. Not only did she leave behind the big city, but she also left her boyfriend of three years. And just so we’re clear...that would be me.

Years on the hockey rink have chiseled Finn in all the right ways. But who knew this grump had a knack for turning dreamy one-night stands into nightmares? Now I'm stuck with a growing belly, crushed law school dreams, and a playboy boss who was looking for a fling—not fatherhood. I guess I should've asked for a condom instead of a cocktail. But I can't resist as this billionaire heartthrob claims me over and over again. Can we turn our forbidden summer fling into a permanent party of five?

I left the love of my life when she needed me most. I thought I was saving the world, but instead I lost everything. Now I need her. My sister is missing and I'm suspect number one. Without Jules as my defense attorney, I would be locked in a cell instead of trying to save my sister. Once I find Ellie, I'm never letting either of them out of my sight. There's no way I'm making that mistake again.

I never planned on being a virgin at twenty-five, stuck in a dead-end job. And I definitely didn't plan to fall for Weston, the married hottie in a suit who likes my daily coffee art. At least I think he does. He doesn't smile much.

All Caleb Donovan has to do to redeem his family name is take a rundown Miami Beach apartment building and turn it into luxury condos. Easy, right? Unfortunately, that would also turn the local dog park into a parking lot and the neighbors aren't having it. Caleb is faced with an outright revolt, led by smart, beautiful building manager Riley Carson and her poodle, LouLou. For Caleb, this project should have been a slam dunk. But even more challenging than the neighborhood resistance is the mutual attraction between him and Riley.

I never meant to lie to my parents about my job—I only wanted to make them proud. So when Dad asks me to return to New York to manage the renovation of a townhouse he owns, I can't say no, even though I'm in way over my head. But the real challenge comes in the form of Kyle, the gruff and ruggedly-handsome foreman, eighteen years my senior and my father's best friend. We clash on everything, except for the chemistry that sizzles between us—chemistry he stubbornly denies.

Aurora Cross just got the educational opportunity of a lifetime—to complete her coastal biology thesis at one of Maine’s most iconic lighthouses. She didn’t realize the toughest, most reclusive creature inhabiting the keep was a broody artist with more secrets than the sea.

Garret Hansen is focused on business, and getting married is the last thing on his mind. Then the woman his company is tasked to protect without her knowledge visits a discreet matchmaker, and it gives him the perfect excuse to provide her with close security . . . as her husband.

Avery Fletcher makes a better friend than a lover—at least he thinks so. Well, him and every woman he's ever dated. His encounters are brief and satisfying. Helena Davenport doesn't need a man—nor does she want one. As heiress to her late father's fortune and business, she's here to impress. But apparently, you can't get away from societal expectations—even in the twenty-first century, and the board of directors wants this queen to crown a king. When she finds herself being tattooed by none other than bad boy Avery at a bachelorette party, she hatches a plan.

The day her mother passed away, Beulah was only given a name. That was it. No other explanation. Portia Van Allan was not someone Beulah could believe her mother ever knew. Wealthy, self-absorbed, and other than the fact Portia was supplying special care for Beulah's sister, Portia was cruel. The day Portia's son returns home for the summer, Beulah discovers that Portia isn't in charge. This isn't her home at all. Her late husband left her with nothing. It all belongs to their son, who doesn't seem to like his mother at all.

The hunger burns, the feeding soothes. I hate this curse, I hate the world, and most of all, I hate myself. Because I am chained to the blood of the only thing I truly want—the little Black witch called Syrsee.

I told myself I'd never fall in love. It just wasn't the trajectory my life was going to take. Maybe I should've read the fine print on that vow because not falling in love doesn't mean no marriage. I woke up with a gold band on my left hand and very few memories of how it got there. Beth Moore needed an escape, and I needed one more night like we shared. When she asked if she could come back to New Mexico with me, I opened my mouth to tell her that wouldn't be a great idea but YES came out instead.

The summer that Chase Stern entered my life, I was 17. The daughter of a legend, the Yankees were my family, their stadium my home, their dugout my workplace. My focus was on the game. Chase started out as a distraction. A distraction with sex appeal poured into every inch of his six-foot frame. A distraction who played like a god and partied like a devil. I tried to stay away. I couldn't. Then, the team started losing. Women started dying. And everything in my perfect world broke apart.

Her world was color. Canvas and paint. Indie O'Connell lived inside her head. Her voices the muse. And as a freshman at St. Peter's College, all she wanted was to create a name for herself with the brush in her hand. His world was over. Despite his humble upbringing, Kai Carter seemed to have it all. Captain of the swim team and a full scholarship. His golden boy status a mask he had to wear to keep his dream and his family afloat. All the pieces of his life dangled precariously from his fingertips. They never planned for their worlds to collide.  

I've watched her for years without her knowing. In fact, she thinks I hate her, probably because I've worked hard to make her feel unwelcome. Wren knows I don't want her in my family. At least not as my son's wife. What she doesn't know is the reason why. See, I want her for myself. It should be my ring on her finger, not his. When my son betrays her, I'm there to pick up the pieces. I can't resist her any longer, but just because she isn't his doesn't mean I can keep her. After all, two wrongs don't make a right.