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I've never felt more alive than when I'm on my knees before my master. Some would say I should be ashamed. Others might say I'm filled with sin. I say I'm just a woman with unstoppable determination, doing whatever it takes to secure her freedom before the opportunity fades forever. Nobody knows about us. Not my father, my three mothers, or my seven brothers and sisters. I was bred to be chaste and true, expected to find a respectable polygamous man and carry on the tradition of our faith.

Davey's on the down and out when he loses his girl, his job, and practically his sanity. While some men drown themselves in a forgiving bottle, Davey believes it's much more profitable to sink into Times Square's nightlife and lose himself inside Live Girls. They are the free ravishing pleasures who beckon Davey into a world of irresistible fantasy and ecstasy. One of them propositions him with a kiss, an insatiable kiss that leads him far from the misery he once felt to a demonic place where body and soul are sacrificed for obsessions.

Ever on the hunt for LaRouge, Lawson still travels by night but no longer does so alone. Crack-shot, whip-smart Ann has become his companion, on her own search for her vampire-taken father and sister. Lawson has been summoned from New Orleans and the Hotel Sanctuaire to Omaha by a wealthy man who needs his son retrieved from a band of outlaws. Lawson and Ann agree to take the case and travel to the town of Perdition where they find their prey - but things get complicated fast when a saloon shootout leaves an innocent girl badly injured. 

I might not be a wizard, but I’ve got magic below the belt. When I see Kaya for the first time, I know I have to make her mine. She thinks she is nothing special, just a waitress. But she has no idea how her curves make me feel. How bad I want to touch her skin. But she’s not safe with me. Not until I exterminate this threat. The Dark Legions are going down. For good this time.

As the responsible daughter of an irresponsible socialite, Dakota Hale has plenty of practice catering to the whims of the rich and spoiled - and she's turned that experience into a thriving concierge business serving the needs of the Hamptons' wealthy elite. But anytime the drama on land gets too outrageous, Dakota finds calm surfing the Atlantic waves. But when sexy mogul Max Carr hires her, it rocks her balance in a big way.

You can call me Commander. My SEAL Team follows my lead, takes my orders, and acknowledges my authority. It's not just that I'm in charge - it's that I'm the best at what I do. You might think I'm arrogant, but if you follow my rules, we all come home. Cause and effect. Sure, I might be an asshole, but I'm the asshole in charge and I'll keep you safe. The only trouble is, Hindi Alvarez never swore an oath of allegiance.

How does a kid who can barely ride a horse, and who’s better with his fists and a team of mules than a six-shooter, think he can track and kill the most notorious killer on the Plains? Simple: Cuno Massey's thirst for revenge runs deep. Deeper than his skills. But when Rolf Anderson and Sammy Spoon killed the young man’s step-mother and his father, nothing would stand in young Cuno’s way.

The Byrnes family has fought fiercely for its ranching empire. And with success comes the fate of empires: The Byrnes have taken in far-flung family members, hired hands, and folks looking for another chance at life. The Byrnes clan has taken their fair share of hurt, too, taking on outlaws too deadly and powerful for the law. 

Three years ago, I met a girl, we fell in love, and we got married on the beach in the Florida Keys. Then I went back to my SEAL team and she launched a career designing lingerie (yes, I'm a lucky man). While I fought in the sandbox, she became the star of a reality TV show because her stuff's that good. Hindi's loud and colorful and everything I'm not. She lives for the moment and tying her down would be like forcing a firefly into a jar.

Time machines are uncomplicated things. In hundreds of science fiction stories, they have slipped defiantly into the past or slid silently into the future. You know where you are with a time machine. They go forward. They go back. Unless you get caught in a loop. Then you have a problem. Then you're repeating the same day over and over again. But you're a resourceful kind of guy; you figure out a way to break the loop. It's going to take a little time, but you figure time is the one thing you can afford to lose.