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She’s the bright blue sky. I’m the muggy waters beneath. We align where the stars meet the sea. Piper Parker turns up on my beach on a cold, foggy morning. Running from her fiancé with murderous intent, she’s weak and broken from swimming the ocean. My plan to keep Piper at my home until she recovers backfires. She’s too compelling to resist. But I should… Storm clouds loom over us. My heart hurts from a tortured past. Her fiancé is still out to get her. Piper and I can’t be together. I try to keep her at arm’s length… But her sunshine seeps into my dark soul and the shadows fade away.

I didn't mean to star in a sex tape, okay? It was just one of those unexplainable things. Like Stonehenge, Police Academy 2, and morning glory clouds. It just happened. Now, my ball-busting father is sentencing me to six months of celibacy, sobriety, and morbid boredom under the roof of Boston's nerdiest girl alive, Sailor Brennan. The virginal archer is supposed to babysit my ass while I learn to take my place in Royal Pipelines, my family's oil company. Little does she know, that's not the only pipe I'll be laying....

Charlie Montgomery is one grumpy rancher. Calloused hands, stubborn heart, the definition of a true cowboy. He dislikes me from the second we meet. Warns me away from his tiny town of Resurrection, Montana. Well, what he doesn't know is I'm armed with a bucket list and a secret. There's no way I'm leaving. I'll just keep my distance. Only in a small town that distance doesn’t last for long. Because I owe him a favor: Work for him for three months and help him save his home. Runaway Ranch. But our close confines mean I see what's under all that strong. I see the real Charlie Montgomery.

The worst day of my life happened when Brandon died. We had our entire future mapped out. Careers, marriage, kids - in that order. Then the universe threw a curveball and ended it all. As I come to terms with everything, I learn that I’m carrying his baby. Now I’m living with his roommate, the guy who’s made my life a living hell the past two years. Hunter’s now the one to hold me up when all I want to do is fall. Knowing my religious parents will never accept the pregnancy out of wedlock, Hunter offers to be my fake husband.

Love is all they have, and it's all 20-year-old Bess Dulaney thinks she needs from Hunter MacDougall. But Hunter knows he cannot provide Bess with the life she deserves, and his pride stands between them and the future they both desire. Then tragedy strikes, leaving Bess with no memories of her life or the man she wants to share it with. Suddenly, Hunter finds himself forced to put his faith in the passion that he can no longer deny.

I kissed more girls in high school than I care to remember. Yet, the only one I ever wanted is in love with my best friend. Watching Lisa's obsession with Tony has been a torture for years. But this summer, Tony got involved with someone else and asked me to distract Lisa from her grief. Heck, I'm game! Subtly, I seduce her first into my soccer team and later on to my party. She calls me an insufferable playboy. Well, she doesn't know me yet. Some one-on-one soccer training may change her mind.

HUNTER: Eu tinha tudo e adorava a sensação de poder, mas era inevitável ser consumido pelo passado. Estava prestes a dar um fim ao meu caos particular quando ela surgiu. HALLE: Eu o observava desde criança. Não sabia ao certo em que momento me senti atraída, ou quando passei a guardar fotografias dele. Talvez fosse o seu passado sombrio, a rebeldia ou o mistério que exalava em cada poro.

Marley Matthews screwed up. Following a drunken night of pleasure, she decides to abandon her glamorous New York City lifestyle and move to Nebraska with a man who quickly betrays her, leaving her hopeless with no one to turn to. After driving in the night to escape the life she pursued, Marley ends up stranded in front of a farmhouse owned by the Lanes. Payton Lane, a kind stepmother, takes her in until she gets back on her feet, but her stepson, Hunter, is very reluctant to Marley and does not make it any easier on her when she decides to accept Payton's offer.

I was on a mission of retribution and vengeance: find my son then make my enemies pay for kidnapping him and killing my wife. Then I met her. Olivia made a big mistake when she tried to trick me. I'm the leader of a blood-thirsty brotherhood.

Bounty hunter Serpint has just returned to Harem Station with a prize addition to his brother's elite collection of Cygnian princesses. But Serpint sacrificed a lot to bring this little gift home and now all he wants is some no-strings sex with a simple, obedient girl and a bottle of whiskey. Enter Princess Lyra. She's any filthy-minded rebel's one-night-stand erotic dream. If you don't mind her bad attitude and lack of…luster. Not quite the obedient girl Serpint was craving. But Cygnian princesses are hard to pass up.

Nolan Brooks is off-limits. Sure, he's insanely attractive and funny, and I might have almost gone home with him one night to relieve a little stress. Big deal. It was all just a momentary lapse in judgment...just like the kiss we shared. He's my temporary roommate while I wait for my new apartment to be ready. That's it. He's doesn't do relationships, and he doesn't do attachments. So what if I have a crush on him? We'll only be there for two months. Surely I can survive that long.

Sutton Barnes thinks he’s prince charming, but he’s really the prince of hell. He’s egotistical. A user. A complete douchecanoe. And unfortunately now my coworker. Did I mention he’s also my new roommate? It’s all because I can’t turn down a challenge. I never have, and I won’t start now. When Sutton bets me I can’t live in the same apartment as him and resist the “temptation”...well, game on. He’ll be the first to cave. There is no way I’m falling for his charm...not again.

Arrogant. Provocateur. Irrésistible. Dans la vie, Hunter Fitzpatrick a trois priorités : le sexe, l'alcool et le sexe. Certes, il a peut-être manqué de vigilance en apparaissant dans une sextape qui a été diffusée dans tout le pays. Mais, déjà, on devrait le féliciter pour sa performance. Ensuite, est-ce vraiment grave que l'un des héritiers de la Royal Pipelines Company ait offert au monde le spectacle de sa – sublime – nudité ? Selon son père, oui.

I’ve done a lot of soul-searching this season. I’ve been in denial about myself and a jerk to everyone else. I don’t even know where to start to fix it all. I don’t know what to feel about anything. How am I supposed to handle falling in love?

These men don't build bridges.... They bury bodies. I wasn't looking for his kind of trouble.... It found me anyway. Tall. Dark. Addictive. He unravels me with his ferocity. Melts me with his touch.

They say he's nothing but Mayhem, yet when he's with me, he's my salvation, everything I need and more. The problem is… he has a fascination for blood. I can't handle it—in more ways than one. He has a fascination for me. I hate it, even though I can't stop thinking about him, either. Some people should not be together, and that's us; we could never work. But letting go is impossible when my serial killer of a husband is determined to prove me wrong.

Nadia knew better than to fall in love with someone like Hunter. Her role as the daughter of the Midnight Stalkers' president is clear. She was born into the club, and she is supposed to die for it. But then Hunter walked into her life, and everything changed.... Hunter came to town with a deadly mission. The Sons of Rebellion are depending on their tough sergeant at arms to put an end to the evil deeds of the Midnight Stalkers.

Zoey Roberts is on the run—that’s what happens when someone is stalking you. Winding up in Wyoming was her latest move and last resort, but giving up everything was the only way to protect herself. New state. New apartment. New life. And for good measure, she takes a new job at the safest place in town—the local security agency, Reynolds Protective Group. But safe isn’t always smart. And working for the handsomest man she’s ever met quickly turns perilous when she’s faced with those washboard abs, broad shoulders, and charming smile on a daily basis.

We met at his ex's wedding, where she uttered their safe word in her vows. Immediately, his jaw clenched, and his hands balled into tight fists. Moments later, he told her I was with him. When in reality, I had snuck into the wedding. Knowing full well he was trouble, I tried to leave when he gripped my arm and whispered in a low, intimidating voice, "Do you sneak into weddings often?" His words had me stuck to the spot.

I lie to one of the city's most ruthless men—and it feels so good. Deception is a drug, and I'm quickly becoming an addict. Each time we speak, Zuko has no idea it's me. The lie tastes sweet leaving my mouth. I couldn't stop now, even if I wanted to—which I don't. He thinks our conversations are more than just sex. He's wrong. The intimacy he feels is all a facade. Until the day an embodiment of my darkest fantasies walks into my bar, and his unmistakable voice sends a shiver down my spine. It turns out I'm not the one in control.