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I had big dreams of how I wanted my life. Becoming a rock star was all I wanted. It would solve so many of my problems. With the money that I would make, I was going to take care of my mom - get her out of the hellhole we had been living in all my life. Having your dreams come true isn't something that many people get to accomplish in life. I did, and I loved it...for about a minute.

Destroy the Vitucci family from the inside out. Break them as they had broken our great-grandmother. That was the plan. Then I set eyes on Ciana Donati. The moment she appeared before me, everything changed. Sheena might think that I was her loyal soldier, but I was the one she should fear.

We belonged to each other. Now and always. He slid that promise ring on my finger and made me his for the first time. But we had to keep it a secret from our fathers. Because mine would murder him, and his would help bury the body if they found out. Now, we don't have to keep the secret any longer. We just have to tell the dads . . . Unfortunately, that isn't our only obstacle.

After the nightmares of our childhoods, my guys and I have finally found the happiness we deserve. Shane is getting married; Drake and Jesse are going to be fathers; and I'm making my own career, with Nik's encouragement. It's taken a lifetime, but finally we have moved on.

Anya Volkov was everything I wanted and nothing I could have. I was never supposed to love her. My future has been set in stone since birth, down to who I am expected to marry. With our inner circle now compromised from my bastard of an uncle, it looked like my future had arrived earlier than expected. Cristiano Vitucci walked away from me without a backwards glance, deciding power was more important than me. I accepted that and moved on. Now he was back, ready to take over for his sick father, and no longer someone else’s husband. He says he wants me back.

My best friend’s baby sister was the thing wet dreams were made of. Killer body, sexy personality, and the ability to win my daughter over with that disarming smile of hers....

Lessons hard learned last the longest. Creswell Springs' biggest man-whore, Raider Hannigan, one of Angel's Halo MC's most notorious members, wasn't for me. After years of him holding my heart, I had seen the harsh light of my reality. Raider would never want me...or love me. With a firm resolve to move on, I wouldn't give in. Only one moment of weakness came back to bite me. Now I had a secret. No one needed to know the depths of it all, especially not him.

Our Broken Love is a collection of novellas by Terri Anne Browning, three of which were originally written under a different pen name. Follow five stories of women who don't realize just how strong they are until their hearts are shattered.

“Tell me something true?” Her sweet voice was like a siren calling me to her. My truth? I was a bastard. I hated everyone. My past was as dark as my soul. And she was the only light in that cold darkness.

All I wanted was Harper's happiness, and I would move the world to give her anything she ever wanted. We've searched for answers, talked about our options, and finally - finally - found hope. Yet, just when things seemed to be perfect, it all came crashing down around us all. The one person I've always counted on to hold us together - to hold me together - was lost in her own nightmares, and I felt like I was losing everything. Everything. I wasn't going to lose the woman I loved.

“Even before you were born, we belonged to each other, Vi,” I reminded her, trying to fight the desperation to grab on to her and hold her, because I could feel her slipping away from me more and more with each beat of my heart. “You were in your mom’s belly, but I still felt you in my heart. It was as if there was this invisible cord connecting your heart to mine. I can’t see it, but I feel it. Every damn day. You are mine.”

The night I met Gracie Morgan was the night that my life changed forever. I saved her that night, but it feels like she's been the one saving me ever since.

I wanted her from the instant I set eyes on her. I waited, bided my time, and when she was ripe for the taking, I stole a single weekend with her. Then, in the blink of an eye, tragedy tore us apart. He was mine.... From the first time I saw him, I knew he would be my downfall. I craved him, wanted him with a need that should have terrified me. He didn't steal anything from me. I gave it - and my heart - to him freely. But we weren't the only ones with a secret. Secrets tore us part, and now, they would force us back to the scene of that infamous tragedy.

I’m dying. I can feel the life begin to fade from me. My body, which has been tortured for days, perhaps even weeks - I don’t even know anymore - will give up soon. And all I want to do is think about her. That smile. The sweet taste of her lips. The little sounds she made as she gave me the most precious thing any woman could give a man. The love in her eyes in the afterglow. She was mine then. And I would forever be hers. “Jos,” I groaned, letting the first tear leak from my eyes.

Through ups and downs, Jace and I have faced everything head on. Until he started keeping secrets. I loved him too much to just give up on us, but when I was confronted with proof I could no longer ignore, I left. Yet having Jace clear up what he was hiding didn’t magically mend my heart back together. His secrets broke us completely.

I have a secret. One that will get the man I've been crushing on for years killed if my father ever finds out. My sister says he's a stalker - how else could he know exactly when I'm in trouble and come to rescue me? I don't care. He's saved me over and over again, so I know he doesn't want to harm me. And every time I get so much as a glimpse of him, my heart becomes even more his.

Vengeance was something I'd been waiting all my life to deliver. It would be sweet and worth every risk I'd taken to get to this point. I was moments away from pulling the trigger, taking the life of the man who'd cost my father his....And then she was dragged into the room, struggling and fighting for freedom. The moment I set eyes on Tavia, everything changed. Those darker than espresso eyes were full of fear, her mouth so ripe that had once begged me to devour it trembling in fright. She looked up at me through a curtain of thick, long lashes and gasped.

He calls me his heart. Tells me the only reason he closes his eyes at night is so he can see me in his dreams. Our months apart are torture for both of us, but at least I get to hear his voice every day. Each summer, he's all mine. Every minute he can spare, I'm right beside him, and our families just smile knowingly. Ryan has responsibilities, though. One day, my mafioso prince will be the king. And I will be his queen . . .

I fell hard for the Mafioso at the tender age of 11. This beast of a man who I knew made people disappear - and probably enjoyed every second of it - was also the 16-year-old boy who had picked me up after I'd fallen flat on my face during my dance recital and told me I was the best ballerina he'd ever seen. He's watched over me, protected me like I was the most precious thing in the world to him. And then he sent me away.

Surrounded by their enemies, with danger lurking right outside their door, the MC is on total lock down. Between the Italians and the senator, they are looking over their shoulders every minute of the day. But was there an enemy sleeping right under their roof? Kelli: I’ve always done what I had to survive, but it wasn’t just me I had to fend for. With my mother’s illness taking over her mind and making me a stranger to her, I would do anything to make sure she gets the care she needs. But when it came down to it, I couldn’t betray Colt.