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They call me Golden Boy. And I went to prison for a crime I didn’t commit. Out now, I’m a million plus richer for the screw up, with a sweet tattoo joint and my club, The Reckless Bastards watching my back. But when Teddy calls and tells me she wants ink to cover up her pain, my whole world is turned upside down. She’s trouble with a capital T. And way too close to home. She’s too good, especially for a dog like me. Then I find out she has a stalker. I’ll f--k up anyone who tries to harm her.

Orphaned at a young age and raised in the foster system, Jory Smith has no idea he's half incubus. He only knows he has the power to heal people, making himself sick in the process. Exploited by a crooked faith healer who sells his abilities and his life to the highest bidder and then left for dead, Jory flees, falling into a job at a small-town cafe where he can put his lifelong obsession with baking to good use. But the minister who exploited him wants him back.

They say romance died when society collapsed. They were right. It's brutal out here. My last date had no teeth. He took me to the Great Tire Fire and roasted a rat on a stick. I was convinced I was going to die alone at the tender old age of 22 until I saw Max. He was wearing a freaking skull on his head. It was terror at first sight. But like bacteria on wet socks, Max will grow on you. And this obsessive alpha might just give me the best happy ending you can get in this nightmarish hellscape.

When her surly teenage son moves back to live with ER physician Naomi Waters unexpectedly, her motherly instincts go on high alert. Nothing could've prepared her for the wave of trouble that follows him back into her life. Sheriff Joe Morris blew his chance with Naomi a few years back when he'd moved faster than his own past allowed. At the first opportunity to get his foot back in the door, he takes it and risks everything to keep her and her son safe.

Knox Wilder isn’t what he seems, and while I’m supposed to be the one seducing him, he’s the one fulfilling the filthy fantasies I keep hidden from myself. Working undercover doesn’t come without risk, but there are some benefits. I can sleep with Knox without guilt. It’s all for God and country, and dang it if I’m not a patriot.

The position was for a daytime nanny for my twin nephews. But when Avery appeared at my door, all of that changed. The innocence was beaming off her and engulfing her like a glowing cloud. It grabbed hold of my heart and twisted until I was wincing. Yeah, I wasn't about to let this little cherry get away from me. The position quickly changed to a live-in nanny and it started immediately. Because the master of the house needs his playtime too. And this little cherry is ripe for playing with.

After a devastating loss, Malcolm Niall has spent the past 20 years hiding from the world. As manager of a Highland estate, he's built a life of purpose, caring for the land and animals. And for the past six months, his peace has been utterly destroyed by a sexy Southern whirlwind who's never met a stranger. Worse, they have to work together daily.

There's no one more off-limits to me and the Heartlands crew than the Sheriff's daughter. But once I see her, I know there's nothing I won't do to make her mine. And I know there's nothing the Sheriff won't do to stop me. Everyone has always seen me as an outlaw. A criminal. A thief. But she doesn't. She sees the big heart under my tough exterior. She sees the man I could be. I want to be that man for her, but it's hard when the beasts of my past come knocking, blood debts need to be paid, and her father wants my head on a pike. Hopefully, love is stronger than bullets.

Thrall. Dhamphyr. Empress. Each is a title that has been thrust upon me, but there’s another I’ll willingly claim for myself: Malakai’s executioner. He thought he could break me, twist me into his obedient pet–but all he has done is add to the list of reasons why I’ll find and kill him.

As a strong initiate of the Sawa sect, Kei never expected to be given the boot, while someone else cheated their way up the ladder. But here he was, kicked out, speeding across the planet, with one chance left to prove himself: His mission to infiltrate the enemy sect, and steal what makes them the most powerful family on the planet. Fail, and lose everything he’s ever strived for. Fail, and lose the one thing he loves the most, his family. For Kei, failure is just not an option.

I’m the newest patched member of the motorcycle club and I want to prove myself. Do something good for the club. But when I set eyes on Marisol, things change. Now all I want is her. In my bed all night long. First, I’ll have to deal with the cartel punk she’s been hangin’ with. The jerk has ideas above his pay grade, starting with her. But I’ll finish him. And have Marisol back in my arms in no time. Should be as easy as pumpkin pie. Making the ladies holler for more and fighting the MC war is what me and the club does best. It’s a hell of a way to spend the holidays.

Eris Vance, salvager and loner, is happy with her life in the remote fringes of the Empire with just her AI for company. An abandoned ship could be the find of a lifetime, but it's not nearly as empty as she thinks. And the hulking man left behind kindles a heat she's never felt. But will he stay through the coming storm?

She’s been off-limits from the moment I laid eyes on her. Stranded on the side of the road, she became more than that beautiful woman I saved one night. She became my obsession. Even though she’s only 19, and I’m nearly twice her age. I’ve basically become her stalker, but I can’t help it. Months ago, her big sister, Katie, was almost the victim of a serial killer during a first date gone wrong. Nothing like that is ever going to happen to my Chrissie. Keeping her safe is all I care about.

I’ve always been the good girl. The follower of rules. The believer of fairy tales. Sheltered, yet hopeful. Quiet, but...imaginative. Truth be told, I probably would’ve stayed the reserved brainiac simply settling all her life if not for him. Professor Theodore Whitman West. My brilliant mentor and personal Lord Byron fantasy come to life.

Florence Harris thought if she ever fell in love it would be with someone sweet, dependable, boring. Nope. Turns out she likes arrogant, annoying, ego-so-big-it-wouldn’t-fit-in-the-ocean Eli Lennox. Just because he saved her life he thinks it gives him permission to meddle in it. He’s determined to save her from herself. Problem is she thinks she’s beyond saving. She’s beautiful, intelligent, and the sexiest woman Eli had ever laid eyes on, and she turns him down flat when he asks her out. That doesn’t happen to him often. Or ever.

Life isn't worth living without an Internet connection. I'm always on the computer, video chatting, and even reading books on my phone. It was natural for me to use the TerraMates app to find a husband. I didn't know they would match me with a sexy alien who was afraid of high technology. TerraMates sent me to a mysterious planet where the penalty for having a smartphone was execution!

Emelyn LaClaire was honored to be the maid of honor in her best friend's wedding, but it came with a catch. She has to walk down the aisle with her ex-fiancé, Lawson McCoy. He's not just the best man; he's also her best friend's brother, and she's loved him since she was eight years old.

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College athlete Lily Brennon has always been the piece that doesn't quite fit in the puzzle, especially in her blended family, and no amount of rule-following perfection seems to bring her any closer to the love and acceptance she desperately seeks. If not for Jackson Carter, her childhood best friend and the only boy she's ever loved, she's sure she would have run away years ago.

I’m the girl most people peg as a future librarian. Shy. Nerdy. Excellent at hiding. Innocent with a capital I. Aside from being an overachiever who gained the freshman fifteen all in one semester, I know I’m not exactly doing college right. I don’t date, don’t flirt. Plus, I spend all my free time working.