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Fed up with play kink, Grace Warner moves to an island that embraces voluntary enslavement to be with a man she met online. Within hours of her arrival, everything is ripped from her, and she quickly learns play is preferable to reality.

Flicka won’t allow herself to be terrified. She’s on the run from her cheating, soon-to-be ex-husband Prince Pierre and his Secret Service, and she doesn’t have a passport, credit cards, or money. She needs to get to Paris to talk to her lawyers about divorcing that bastard. The only thing standing between her and the cheating prince is Dieter Schwarz, her bodyguard, her protector, and her ex-lover. He’s six feet, four inches of sarcasm, dark humor, and rock-hard muscle.

Damian took a bullet for me when I was 17. He didn't ask for my heart in return, but it's been his ever since. We are as different as night and day. He's fun-loving and outgoing while I'm skeptical of new people and prefer to avoid social events. So, why did I agree to be handcuffed to him for a full week in the name of science? It's not because he dared me to do it or because I need the money that comes with it.

The tale of blood and monsters paving Eirikr's life started with the rage of a queen and will end with one. In the wake of the devastation of Night Hill, Eirikr is finally free from the prison he was locked into for centuries. But at what price? Greer Vespian was supposed to be his redemption. Now, her body is cold and unmoving, and her soul, at the mercy of their foes. Eirikr must settle old scores, as well as defeat new enemies, in the hope of repaying the dying witch for her sacrifice. Greer is nothing more than a vessel for the power in her blood.

Vampires don’t have one true enemy. They have a hundred. But Stefan’s hatred of demons was forged by a century of torture at Lucifer’s hand. All because a Lepidan - a beautiful, winged creature with no conscience - consigned him to hell. His escape is the stuff of legends. As is his hatred of all demon-spawn. So, of course, when he follows a mysterious map to the mountains outside Stuttgart, what does he find? A Lepidan.

People say that being in love is the best feeling in the world. What a bloody lie! I hate that I'm in love with Serena and that she used me to get what she wanted. What good is it that my heart and body is a twisted mess of longing for her when I'm also furious with her for hurting my sister, River? I don't care if Serena is a Hollywood star - no one messes with my family.

Dree has been swindled, chased, heartbroken, conscripted, and kidnapped. What on Earth could be worse than all that? Don’t ask. Don’t miss the exciting next book in the Maxence saga, Royal!

Maxence is the next person in line for the throne, but he doesn’t want it. He doesn’t want anything to do with it. But other people do want the throne and the billions in wealth that go with it, people with evil agendas or who just want the money. Max is the only guy who stands in their way. And good people seem to be in short supply. Plus, he’s constantly distracted by the constant thorn in his side Dree Clark, who he’s conscripted to be his new secretary. Her curves drive him out of his mind, and her sweet soul is more than he’s ever hoped for.

Sam can’t escape the smash hit “Lost Boy” because, well, he is the lost boy. His pop-singer ex immortalized him in a song about his childish ways, and now his comedy career is on the line. At least he still has Bree, his best friend and confidante. Bree has always been there for Sam, but she’s never revealed her biggest secret: she’s in love with him. To help herself move on, Bree applies for her dream job across the country—and doesn’t say a thing to Sam. But as Sam tries to resuscitate his career, he turns to Bree for support—and maybe more.

Goaded by her competition, matchmaker Jane Wright makes a very public bet that she can find the "perfect" match for Manhattan's hottest confirmed bachelor-sexy-as-sin bartender Charlie Goodman. Unfortunately, Charlie is also Jane's ex-lover, a man she broke up with on a cocktail napkin. With her company on the line, Jane has no choice but to convince the man of her most impractical dreams to dive back into the dating pool.

Fallon, the Marchioness of Mystery, is a celebrated courtesan with her finger on the pulse of high society. She's adored by men, hated by their wives. No one knows anything about her past, and she plans to keep it that way. Warrick Fitzhugh will do anything to protect his compatriots in the Foreign Office, including seduce Fallon, who he thinks can lead him to the deadliest crime lord in London. He knows he's putting his life on the line. Warrick's shock, Fallon is not who he thinks she is, and the secrets she's keeping are exactly what makes her his heart's desire.

I’ve been to Hell and back, and back again. It's a never-ending cycle for me. Every time I think the worst is over, I get knocked right back down again. I grew up on the streets. I've been traded in and out of men's beds. I thought that was my lowest moment, but I was wrong. I was taken from one hell and sold into another. I'm calloused, hardened, and hopeless. But when Griff swoops in, more than once, to protect me, save me, and rescue me, one thing is certain: he’ll never stop saving me. He’s my Guardian angel, one I can't live without.

I never wished on falling stars or simply dreamed of making it into the major leagues. I did the work. I made it happen. I never expected my last night out with my minor league crew would end up with us stepping in for a no-show stripper at a bachelorette party in the VIP section of Kingston's. I sure as hell didn't expect that the hottie with the pink sash and gold lettering spelling out "Bride to Be" would have me calling dibs on a woman for the first time in my life. Spoiler alert: She had no ring, she was no bride, and I knew that going...in.

Spending the night with Troy seemed like a great idea at the time. He was charming and handsome and clearly up on his anatomy lessons. Sending him on his way the next morning was harder than it should have been. But it was still easier than finding him shoveling her Grandma Muriel’s front sidewalk, putting a heart-stopping face to the mystery man who’d been helping her grandmother out. Now she has to pretend like he hasn’t seen and touched every inch of her skin. That she doesn’t desperately want him to do it all over again.

I was the pawn in a game that began before I was born. Secrets that drove a wedge between my family years ago are now the fuel that keeps me going. Decisions have become reckless. Trust is a fragile thing. Once it's broken, it's difficult to rebuild. While Rhys and our love for each other has remained my constant, lines have blurred. The truth is not black and white, light and dark, but somewhere in between.

After college, Gabrielle Dane makes one terrific mistake. Thinking she's sneaking into her crush's bedroom at an all-night college party, she ends up sleeping with her older brother's best friend. It's only when the sun comes up that she recognizes Holden Bellamy. Mortified, Gabrielle leaves to train with a renowned chef in France, vowing never to return to her hometown and the awkwardness of her one-night stand mix-up. But several years later, she finds herself doing just that, and she runs smack into the delicious man who makes her catch her breath.

Diana never even knew his name. One impulsive, out-of-character night with a smoking hot firefighter, and now she’s a struggling single mom. She may have had to give up her dreams, but she’s determined to give her precious baby Beth everything—including a chance to know her biological father. When a twist of fate lets Diana track the firefighter down at last, she’s braced for him to run screaming—not sweep her into his arms and hold her like he’ll never let go. Yet, she can’t escape a nagging feeling that it’s all too good to be true. Is it just her anxiety disorder…or something more?

Aurora Stephenson is the ultimate lady, the picture of grace and perfection. She’s distant, detached, and consequently, no one thinks she has a heart. They’re wrong. For years, she’s cared for, and cared about, one person beyond anyone else. Nevermind the fact that King Rupert isn’t exactly what one would call alive.

The Wilders know their weddings and this time it’s for one of their own. Naomi and Amos have been the secret backbone to the Wilder Brothers’ Retreat and Winery for years. They’ve also loved and hated each other along the way. Their on and off again relationship has always worked for them, but now it’s getting in the way of the next Wilder Wedding. If they don’t figure out what they want, one of them will have to do what they feared: leave the Wilders.

Flicka von Hannover was a princess, but not anymore, sort of. To hide from her conniving soon-to-be ex-husband and divorce him as soon as possible, she runs to the place specified by her prenuptial agreement, Las Vegas. She has left everyone and everything behind except Dieter Schwarz, her bodyguard who saved her that terrible night and smuggled her to Paris and now to Nevada.