Reese Brown

When Kelly arrives to Las Vegas, there's serious bad blood brewing between Dante's Nine and the Devil's Wraiths - tensions have been flaring ever since a brother of the Nine died in a suspicious accident, and Leo is suspected for the murder. When her best friend, Kassenia, is kidnapped and held hostage by Leo and the Devil's Wraiths, Kelly finds her self thrust into the middle of a war.

When I close my eyes and block out the horrors going on around me, and ignore the aches and pains on every inch of my body, I can still hear the cheers of the audience as I'm lifted into the air by my teammates. For those few brief moments, as I remember toppling from the top of the pyramid, I feel like I'm flying. I'm free and nothing can hurt me. But I'm wrong. How long will it take before they stop missing me, stop looking, before I am forgotten about? A month? A year? I'm no longer a person. I'm a commodity.

29-year-old wild, carefree, and brutally sarcastic Amanda Bishop thought her three rules for dating would weed out unworthy suitors. And they did, until she met Shane Reed, the smart-ass, sexy-as-sin CrossFit coach who pushes all her buttons. He's the man she loves to hate. But when the hate begins to ebb away and is replaced by feelings she can't handle, Amanda hides behind her rules. Will the electric chemistry she feels with Shane allow her to get beyond a painful past?

Please do not attempt to read my story in public, as my sexual proclivities have been known to cause squirming in your seat, squeezing of your legs together and unintentional moaning, sometimes with spontaneous bursts of laughter at random moments.

Darkness is the only thing I see. Ever since the day my life changed. The day that everything and everyone I held close to me ceased to exist. The day I lost it all, and the demons of my past consumed my every waking moment.

Isabelle West has learned the hard way how hard life can be when fate isn't by your side. For the last two years Isabelle has been slowly clearing the clouds of her past. Happiness is finally on the horizon. She has a thriving business, great friends, and her life back. All she has to do is jump over the last hurdle... her ex-husband. Axel never thought he would look into the eyes of Isabelle West again, and he wasn't sure he wanted to now.

Jessica Moxly needed a distraction. Plagued by horrific nightmares, actually visions, and an upcoming job interview, she was desperate for something else to think about. In a last-ditch effort to dream about something, anything that didn't involve blood or fear, she asks her witch friend's Goddess for help. Then the dreams about him started. A beautiful man with no face but icy pale blue eyes began to haunt her dreams with the promise of passion.

After an illegal kick during a CFA title fight fractures Cole Easton's spine, doctors say there's nothing more they can do for the bitter Vegas fighter. They say it's a miracle he can walk, if that's what you call his crutch-dragging limp. Unwilling to give up on him, Cole's manager sends the injured fighter to the best physical therapist he knows: his niece, Katie Miller.

A Washington, DC, defense attorney, Stanton Shaw keeps his head cool, his questions sharp, and his arguments irrefutable. They don't call him the Jury Charmer for nothing - with his Southern drawl, disarming smile, and captivating green eyes, he's a hard man to say no to. Men want to be him, and women want to be thoroughly cross-examined by him.

Right now, you're probably asking yourself two things: Who am I? And what the hell am I doing here? Let's start with the most obvious question, shall we? You're here, ladies, because you can't f*ck. Oh, stop it. Don't cringe. You might as well get used to it because, for the next six weeks, you're going to hear that word a lot. And you're going to say it a lot.