I work hard and party harder. Women come and go and I’m happy to show then the door when their time is up. The moment my eyes land on her I’m captivated. There’s only one place she’s spending this New Year's Eve, in my bed. But what if she’s not like all the others? What if one night isn’t enough? I’m falling for a woman, a stranger who’s too young for me but I can’t resist a taste.

I loved to hate her...She made it so easy. She was everything I wasn’t - everything I didn’t want to be. A reminder that from the moment I was born, I was the outcast. The rebel. I went against everything that was expected of me and created a life on my terms. I built my own empire, carved out my own destiny. Then she shows up at my tattoo studio, representing everything I tried to escape. She expects to just fit in...like she ever could. The posh girl trying to prove everyone wrong...that she can be something else - someone else. She hates me because she knows I’m right.

All my life I’ve been a prisoner. Locked away by men who think they hold all the power. First my father. And now him. The devil himself. Reid Harris. Even my husband can’t save me from the most infamous man in Harrow Creek and his loyal best friend. I’m tangled up in their twisted games. One woman. Three dangerous men. They expect me to cower. To beg and plead for mercy. But Reid’s about to discover that not everyone bends to his will.

She’s in the wrong place at the right time...Gunshots echo, reverberating through me, allowing me to feel something...anything other than the pain that consumes me. That should be a warning to stay away, but for some reason, she comes closer. Intruding on my silence. Sharing my darkness. Close enough for me to see the look in her eyes. It’s not fear, but desire that darkens her eyes in the moonlight. She should run. Run far away from me, but she never does. She comes close enough to touch, tempting the devil inside that wants to cause devastation for the loss I’ve suffered.

Some demons we can't outrun. Kane Legend is mine. The gorgeous boy who always finds me. The ruthless bully I've spent my life avoiding. Even leaving Harrow Creek wasn't enough to escape his torment. Because I didn't stay away and neither could he. One weekend home...one party. One night that ruined everything.

I’d lost everything after my parents passed away, but Hades was there, pen in hand, for me to sign my life away to him. I could have refused, but then I’d be without a home. Without a support system, I’d be penniless. So I said yes. Hades was my guardian. I was his ward. He was cruel. I was too innocent. The longer I was in his care, and the more I saw how cruel and cold he could be, the more I wanted him.

A love like ours was never meant to exist. It pushed every boundary. Broke every rule. My heart couldn't deny what I felt for him, and my body couldn't ignore his touch. He was my step-brother, and what we had might be real...but it was also forbidden.

Lila James is my best friend’s little sister, and I’ve always looked out for her. She's five years younger than me, and when she left for college, she was just a kid. But now she’s home for the summer—and she’s definitely not a kid anymore.

I hate Dante Moretti. He is cold, calculating, and vicious. It’s no secret that he wiped out his former fiancée and her entire family on the eve of their wedding. He’s the kind of evil that makes even devils cry. But that’s not why I hate him.

USA Today and Wall Street Journal best-selling author Tracy Lorraine brings you heart-stopping angst, hot bullies, strong heroines, delicious football players, and knee-weakening HEAs. Welcome to Rosewood High...let the games begin. Includes: Thorn, Paine, Savage, and Fierce.

Working as Ruslan Oryolov’s personal assistant is the job from hell. After a long day spent tending to the billionaire’s every whim, I need some stress relief. So when I get home that night, that’s exactly what I do. Problem is, my thoughts are still stuck on the bosshole, who’s ruining my life. That’s fine—because of all Ruslan’s many sins, being gorgeous might be the most dangerous.

One wardrobe malfunction. Two people who don’t belong together. Three awful words: “Be my wife."

They say revenge is a dish best served cold. I’d had four years to stew on what Daria Followhill did to me...now my heart was completely iced. I took her first kiss. She took the only thing I loved. I was poor. She was rich. The good thing about circumstances? They can change. Fast. Now, I’m her parents’ latest shiny project. Her housemate. Her tormentor. The captain of the rival football team she hates so much. Yeah, baby girl, say it. I’m your foster brother. There’s a price to pay for ruining the only good thing in my life. She’s about to shell out some serious tears.

I was a small-town girl with big city dreams and more ambition than money to my name. He had everything—money, privilege, and the world at his feet. Opposites in every way, but that didn’t matter. We were lightning in a bottle, and everything felt possible when we were together. Life was perfect.

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.

I work hard and party harder. Women come and go and I’m happy to show then the door when their time is up. The moment my eyes land on her I’m captivated. There’s only one place she’s spending this New Year's Eve, in my bed. But what if she’s not like all the others? What if one night isn’t enough? I’m falling for a woman, a stranger who’s too young for me but I can’t resist a taste.

She’s in the wrong place at the right time...Gunshots echo, reverberating through me, allowing me to feel something...anything other than the pain that consumes me. That should be a warning to stay away, but for some reason, she comes closer. Intruding on my silence. Sharing my darkness. Close enough for me to see the look in her eyes. It’s not fear, but desire that darkens her eyes in the moonlight. She should run. Run far away from me, but she never does. She comes close enough to touch, tempting the devil inside that wants to cause devastation for the loss I’ve suffered.

I loved to hate her...She made it so easy. She was everything I wasn’t - everything I didn’t want to be. A reminder that from the moment I was born, I was the outcast. The rebel. I went against everything that was expected of me and created a life on my terms. I built my own empire, carved out my own destiny. Then she shows up at my tattoo studio, representing everything I tried to escape. She expects to just fit in...like she ever could. The posh girl trying to prove everyone wrong...that she can be something else - someone else. She hates me because she knows I’m right.

USA Today and Wall Street Journal best-selling author Tracy Lorraine brings you heart-stopping angst, hot bullies, strong heroines, delicious football players, and knee-weakening HEAs. Welcome to Rosewood High...let the games begin. Includes: Thorn, Paine, Savage, and Fierce.

We were friends, she and I. Best friends. It was easy, simple, and comfortable; that was our dynamic. We had a system, an understanding, an unspoken arrangement. We were there for each other through thick and thin. We had an unbreakable bond. Nobody understood our friendship. Because a guy and a girl couldn’t just be best friends without emotions getting involved, right? Without noticing, everything shifted, and I was experiencing all these new feelings....

A love like ours was never meant to exist. It pushed every boundary. Broke every rule. My heart couldn't deny what I felt for him, and my body couldn't ignore his touch. He was my step-brother, and what we had might be real...but it was also forbidden.

I couldn't walk away. It's not who I am. The moment I saw Rayne broken and bloodied, I knew I wasn't leaving without her. As the president of the Houston Defiance MC, my job is to protect. And there's no taming the rage building inside my body, screaming at me to shield her from the husband who's beating her day in and day out.

All my life I’ve been a prisoner. Locked away by men who think they hold all the power. First my father. And now him. The devil himself. Reid Harris. Even my husband can’t save me from the most infamous man in Harrow Creek and his loyal best friend. I’m tangled up in their twisted games. One woman. Three dangerous men. They expect me to cower. To beg and plead for mercy. But Reid’s about to discover that not everyone bends to his will.

I've never been in love. I've never had an orgasm, but I've faked plenty. I want to experience love. Real, passionate love. I don't want to die. It's funny what blurts out of your mouth when the plane you're on is going down, and I didn't hold back with my seat mate when my plane decided to crash. My hysterical confessions didn't faze the muscular stranger that sat beside me. In fact, he promised if we survived, he'd give me my first orgasm.

When I was 16, a gypsy fortune-teller told me my future held darkness and death. She was right. But what she didn’t tell me was I’d lose all my memories and that I wouldn’t recognize the devil when he came to steal my life. Lucca Dyshekov - the Bratva assassin they call Merciless - rose from hell and turned my world upside down. On our wedding day, he taught me real monsters aren’t the ones who hide in the dark. They’re the ones who stare you in the face and steal your soul.

For the last year, I’ve wanted someone I can’t have. The man my father built his latest multimillion-dollar business with. He’s nearly a decade older than I am, and he’s entirely forbidden. The fact that he’s never given me a second glance only makes me long for him more.

I finally had my baby girl back home, but she came with a little baggage in the shape of her best friend. I could deal with that for some more time with my daughter. The only problem is Bay's not exactly what I'd expected. I'd been through hell and back with my ex, but even that didn't compare to the turmoil that girl causes me. My stomach aches every time she's in the room with me, and we're drawn like magnets, but she can never be anything to me. Bay is young, vibrant, beautiful, and totally off-limits.

Bubble-tea-obsessed college girl Lakelynn Frost has 365 days to make the world's most famous pop star fall in love with her. If she can't do it, an old family curse will kill them both. It might be a problem since she can't get tickets to any of his sold-out concerts. Should Lake chase after him with only her grumbly brother Joules for company? Check items off her bucket list like Uncle Jack? Plan her own funeral like Aunt Clara? But Lake's a fighter. And this curse? It comes with magical meet-cutes.

I thought my invitation was a birthday present from my best friend. The dress, the limousine, the red carpet...I thought they were meant for me. That was mistake number one. Then my date arrives, all gleaming cufflinks and tousled hair, steely blue eyes, and a body honed to masculine precision. Arrogant. Charming. Panty-melting. And melt, they do. Hanky-panky with a rich hottie in the back room of the event I'm crashing? Don't mind if I do.

Three months ago, I almost got hit by a car. The guy behind the wheel was as gorgeous as they come. We got to talking and… well, things got a little carried away, if you know what I mean. But when it was over, we went our separate ways. Except, not quite. The little plus sign on this pregnancy test tells me our story isn't over. But that's a problem for another day. First, I have to go to my sister's engagement party. When I see who she's marrying, my jaw hits the floor.