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Logan Lawson won me in a bet. The second I saw him sitting at the illegal card table, I knew I was in trouble. Years ago, he sealed my fate and condemned me to a life I didn’t want to lead. Yet he’s filled with untamed fury and thirsting for vengeance against the husband I hate. I want nothing more than to be free of my husband. I’m afraid Logan Lawson is the only one who can make that happen. He might hate me for our past, but now it’s me on my knees begging for help. Finding each other in the middle of it wasn’t supposed to be part of the bargain.

Savannah Boudreaux knows what it is to hurt. To bleed. To be afraid that the man she's promised to be true to until "death do us part" might in fact separate them far sooner than anyone had ever anticipated. But Van also knows what it is to survive. To move on. To live life to the fullest. With five brothers and sisters and a loving mother as her constant source of strength during the pain and the healing, Van realizes there is little else she needs.

You'd think a billion dollars, a professional hockey team and a six-bedroom mansion on the Promenade would satisfy a guy. You'd be wrong. For seven years Rebecca has brightened my office with her wit and her smile. She manages both my hockey team and my sanity. I don't know when I started waking in the night, craving her. All I know is that one whiff of her perfume ruins my concentration. And her laugh makes me hard.

I’m unpredictable. A genius, an underachiever. I’m the song, the voice, the passion, the pain. I am failure. I do music because it’s what I am, but sometimes that’s not enough. A slave to my nature, I wait for it to show mercy and drop a gift in my lap. Because the music chose me. I’m its victim not its gift. She destroyed my career. Ruined my life. Pushed me from the shadows and exposed my lies. She’s the fire that destroys lesser men, and now her flames are aimed at me. She loves to watch me burn, but the part we never saw coming?

Evan Bryant wasn't your typical hero. But he was mine. Broken by the worlds' standards, he was still the strongest boy I would ever know. My best friend. The boy I'd given everything to. My heart, my body, and the promise of forever. The day I'd needed him most, he walked away. He left me shattered and questioning the love I'd thought we'd shared.

From the outside, I live a charmed life: hockey legend for a father, my own promising future in the league, a great family, awesome friends. It’s not untrue, but it’s not quite that simple either. My dad’s advice has always been to make hockey my number-one priority—at least until I make it to the pros. So going into my senior year of college, I have a plan. I’ll put in the effort required to pass my classes, play hockey like my life depends on it, and avoid relationships. All I have to do is stay focused on the end game. It should be easy.

It was the blood I noticed first. Running down the neck of the man on the ferry. Then his bruised knuckles, dark eyes, and arrogant smirk. The handcuffs came last. No one else paid him attention, but I couldn't look away. Or deny my instant lust. I had no idea he was being imprisoned on the remote, dark Scottish island I knew well. Or that he'd been kidnapped, not arrested. I went from that naïve girl on the boat, dreaming of stolen kisses, to the one who held the key to his prison cell. When heat turns to hate, all that's left is ruin.

Easton Harrison always gets what he wants. All this rock star has to do is crook his finger and women come running. Unfortunately, hookups don’t inspire the songs for which he’s known, and Easton hasn't been able to write a word since his last hit. After he lands an exclusive gig in Vegas at the Millennium Hotel, the pressure’s on to write a new album. But Ireland, the challenging and sexy-as-hell cocktail waitress who works downstairs at the hotel’s swanky bar, is exactly what he needs. She's his muse whether she likes it or not. Too bad she doesn't date musicians.

When I enter the Most Valuable Playboy charity auction, my goal is simple – be the player who goes for the most dough. But when trouble shows up at the auction, I need a whole new play. Enter Violet – she’s my best friend’s sister and she’s my close friend too. With a smile as sweet as cherry pie and a mind quicker than the 40-yard-dash, Violet saves the day with the highest bid. I don’t even give her a two-minute warning before I kiss her in front of the whole crowd and then announce that she’s my girlfriend.

My name is Gemma Lucas, and my life's a mess. Alex is gone, my dad's trapped in his own mind, and my mom's working for the dark side. Not to mention that Nicholas refuses to quit haunting me. The world has also entered apocalyptic mode. Every day more vampires, witches, and fey run the streets. Innocent people are dying, the Mark of Malefiscus is showing up everywhere, and I'm the only one who can stop it.

At 17 years old, Tenley "Ten" Lockwood had to make the ultimate choice - where to live after she died. Loyalty to her selected realm has not wavered...until now. She is out of time. Sacrifices must be made, and a terrible price must be paid. But is she too late? As the Everlife descends into darkness, a single truth becomes clear: Troika and Myriad must unite - or perish. In order to bring sworn enemies together, Ten must enter forbidden territory...and destroy the powerful Prince of Ravens. But there's only one way inside - bonding with Killian Flynn, a deadly rival who sets her blood aflame

With her last living breath, Tenley "Ten" Lockwood made her choice and picked her realm in the Everlife. Now, as the war between Troika and Myriad rages, she must face the consequences. Because Ten possesses a rare supernatural ability to absorb and share light, the Powers That Be have the highest expectations for her future - and the enemy wants her neutralized. Fighting to save her Secondlife, she must learn about her realm from the ground up while launching her first mission.

The first question the cops asked me was if anything out of the ordinary happened to me lately. When I woke up this morning in the room of a mental institution I couldn’t remember a thing - not my name nor how I got there. Not how I left or how I ended up in that interrogation room. The only thing I knew came from the contents inside my bag. A wallet, a student ID, a key that opened an unknown door, and two notebooks. They tell me my name. It matches my IDs. They tell me my story. I shut my eyes and try to piece it together, but can’t.

Let's say there was this guy. And he gave you the most mind-blowing night of sex in your life. And you never saw him again. Until 10 years later. Now, it turns out he's the only one in all of Manhattan whose restaurant is available for my charity's event. The trouble is, he doesn't recognize me.

The Dark Court is no place for a lady. After tricking the king, Tempest has finally won her long sought-after prize - a place on the king’s council - but it comes with a steep price. Stuck between her duty to her kingdom and her duty to what is right, she throws herself into the assignment, determined to discover her true enemies. But Tempest is no man’s pawn. Her destiny was never to sit back passively. She makes her own path. Even if it’s painted with blood, strewn with bodies, and scattered with the pieces of her broken heart.

Out of the past six years of my life, I only remember about half of it. After a dozen doctors and thousands in medical bills, I was diagnosed with a rare neurological disorder - one that causes me to lose track of time. Sometimes it's hours, days or even weeks with no recollection of anything. The good thing is it's been almost two years since I had my last blackout. It sounds much better than what the doctors refer to them as, episodes, like my life is a freakin' comedy.

Kaya Thornton killed her best friend. On the run since the tender age of thirteen, she left the safety of her Community’s magicked walls and tried to disappear in the human world. Four years later, she’s found and dragged back kicking and screaming by Auden, her best friend’s older brother. The second Prince of the Wardwell line is antagonistic and unforgiving, but surprisingly gentle as he forces her home to face the judgement of his father and the Council. She expected hatred and bitter punishment, not private training with a hot and cold Prince and…demonology courses?

Dr. Angeline Hemming is a beautiful, sassy, no-nonsense type of girl who has risen from a difficult past to become one of Chicago's most successful and respected criminal profilers. In exchange for free commercials to promote her favorite charitable causes, Angel answers calls and gives relationship advice on a Friday night radio program.

We're ready. We've studied and planned, read all the birth and labor books, researched parenting classes, consulted our schedules, and it's time. And by "we", I mean me. Declan's just ready for the "have lots of sex" part. More than ready. But there's just one problem: My husband and his brother have this little obsession with competition. McCormick men don't just have babies. They engage in competitive billionaire Babythons.

Ruth is a 74-year-old woman. Rowan is a 23-year-old man. They’re in love. And Ruth’s 43-year-old son is freaking the hell out.