Cierra Hickson

I never said I was engaged to Alex Stone (a.k.a. the richest man in Eureka).... My douchey ex just assumed I was, and I didn’t correct him. You see, I was having a moment. I was out of work, out of money, and Alex had just offered me a lifeline by hiring me to be his live-in nanny for a month. So when Drake the douche starts going on about what a hot mess I am at my best friend’s wedding, I kind of let him believe we were a thing. I never said the word fiancé, and I definitely never expected Alex to play along.

He stole my innocence—right after he dressed me in white and made me vow to be his for all of eternity. Now I’m cut off from my family. Subjected to my husband’s warped rules and laws. At the mercy of a tyrant who leers at me with green heated eyes until I beg him for things I shouldn’t. Every day, I promise myself I’ll grow stronger and resist the urge to appease him.

When I run into Tyler Evans at the car-repair shop, I want to slap the smirk off his face. I've broken down on the way to a wedding when I'm greeted by the guy who ghosted me four years ago. He left my body deliciously wrecked and my heart uncomfortably bruised, and if he wasn't surrounded by five other hot mechanics, I'd call out his terrible behavior. But all the men at Deep Repairs are smoking hot, with bulging arms covered in grease and tattoos, and chiseled abs glistening in the summer heat.

Dane Davenport was the most gorgeous, popular, and hateable guy I went to high school with. And now? He’s the one thing standing in the way of my dream: to own the talent agency I’ve devoted my career to. Because he just bought it. He’s the bosshole from hell, and now I’m stuck with him - unless he decides to fire me. Well, I am not going down without a fight. But instead of firing me from the job I love, he does something even more evil: He asks me to help him - to save his reputation and his fortune.

The Italian and Russian mafias are at war, and it is brutal. We’re both ruthless, relentless, and unforgiving. But then the decision is made to merge our worlds—a marriage between the two sides: the most beautiful woman of the Italian mafia and the Bratva's most feared monster. I loved her from afar for so long, and I finally get to have her as my own. But will she run away when she realizes who I really am?

To the rest of the world, I'm broken. Unfixable. But when he looks at me, I know what he sees. A woman, not a doll. A fighter, not a victim. A survivor. Maybe, he sees underneath that. Maybe, just maybe, he sees what I was always born to be—a predator. They took my innocence from me. They stole my adolescence. Now I'm going to reap upon them what they sowed in me. Vengeance. This woman hasn't just been scorned... the hell I'll rain down upon them will look like child's play.

He was my first crush. My first love. But he broke my heart. He tore us apart so brutally that an ocean, never mind a state line, wasn’t enough distance between us. But for all he ruined me, I still love him. Despite the women and the lies, it never died, but that didn’t mean I’d take his BS and roll over for him.

What happens is that you get “make out with strangers and pee in a parking lot” drunk. Tie the knot with a guy you just met. Then *allegedly* participate in depraved group activities with him and his friends in the honeymoon suite of a five-star hotel. But that’s not even the worst part.

Célian Laurent. Manhattan royalty. Notorious playboy. Heir to a media empire...and my new boss. I could have impressed him, if not for last month's unforgettable one-night stand. I left it with more than orgasms and a pleasant memory - namely, his wallet. Now he's staring me down like I'm the dirt under his Italian loafers, and I'm supposed to take it. But the thing about being Judith "Jude" Humphry is I have nothing to lose. Brooklyn girl. Infamously quirky. Heir to a stack of medical bills and a tattered couch.

Many a blushing lass has screamed my name in bed over the long years I've walked this land, watching over humanity even after they turned their backs on me. But I've never claimed a mate. Until Layna. When I first set eyes on this beautiful creature, she was fighting for her life against more men than I could count. At that very moment I vowed to protect her... and to make her mine.