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I had to stop and help. There was no question in my mind that it was the right thing to do, even after I noticed his one percent patch. The Kings of Anarchy MC were notorious in my hometown. Not only did I turn over the evidence to the club, but I drove to the hospital and stayed to make sure Bigfoot would be okay. That started his obsession with me. I wasn't sure about getting more involved with the club, or a single father who was a decade older than me, but there was no denying he was irresistible.

I'd considered myself carefree and content until I met my best friend's older brother. Brody Benson has a way of wrecking my composure with a single glare. He's broody and crass and far too attractive. As if that isn't enough, he earns more money in a month than I'll likely make in my lifetime. We couldn't be more different. That's why I settle for catching quick glances of him in passing. Meanwhile, he prefers to pretend I don't exist. But then the unthinkable happens.

Henri Vasel has perfected the art of people-pleasing. He's a good student, a fair hockey player, and has a group of friends he'd do anything for. He's happy. Or, rather, as happy as he can be when he has a class with the one person he can't seem to please at South Carolina University. Atlas Kaiser hates a lot of things, but right now he hates Henri Vasel the most. He doesn't want to have to stare at his perfect face or listen to his adorable German accent. He wants to be left alone. Unfortunately, they're partnered together for the semester.

Lara Bennett is world-famous in Ribbonwood, population 907. She's the woman you don't trust your husband with: a real-life femme fatale. If there's a scandal in town, she's at the center of it, ruining businesses, marriages, and egos everywhere she goes, with her sharp tongue and that body that makes you look twice. Besides… didn't she more or less kill a man?

Cillian Kildare is a monster wrapped in charm and sophistication. A gorgeous psychopath with venom in his veins and sadism driving every beat of his cold, black heart. When I'm sent to kill the vicious Irish mafia boss to settle a debt from my past, it's supposed to be simple. It becomes a lot less simple when Cillian catches me and carves his way into my darkest secrets and most deviant desires. Now, captured and bound as his prisoner plaything, he has new plans for me: an unholy marriage of inconvenience. He'll protect me from my past

Fresh out of a failed marriage, Grace doubts she'll ever trust again. But Sabre is determined to claim her—along with her unborn baby—as his own.

I never thought a simple walk in New York City would lead me into the shadows of a sinister game. One moment, I'm fighting off attackers in a dark alley, and the next, I'm saved by a mysterious stranger. He drags me into a darkened building, his grip both protective and possessive. I should feel safe, but I can't shake the feeling that there's something dangerous lurking beneath his surface. Imagine my shock when I discover my rescuer is none other than Thomas Manwarring, the notorious prodigal son of the Manwarring dynasty, returned from Rome under a shroud of scandal.

I ran from danger and landed here in Kelly Lakes, hoping to put my past behind me. I didn't expect to almost faint into the arms of a cop upon arrival. You know the type. The one with the heart of gold and bedroom eyes. Mike is also seven years my junior… and my new boss's son. It doesn't matter if our chemistry is immediately undeniable. Or if I catch him watching me with pure yearning on his handsome face. I'm not looking for a relationship after what I just survived. It's a good thing Mike swears up and down he doesn't believe in true love.

My boyfriend was perfect, up until he wasn't. When Mr. Vanilla found out about my deepest, darkest fantasies, he spread them all over campus and shamed me in the worst way possible. I dropped out of college and moved to a small town, where I have just inherited a house from my long-lost grandmother. I'm determined to get my life back on track and leave my old life behind. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect to be chased by a masked man through a haunted house on my first night in town. Or that he would make good on his promise to bring a friend next time.

Meeting Bolan Adler, professional baseball catcher and single dad, is a complicated story. One involving a one-time kiss when I was young and silly. And a two-time tryst as some kind of midlife breakdown moment. Anyway, in the game of baseball, three strikes mean: you're out. I thought my third one might happen when Bolan Adler is the newest client of the sports management agency I work for. The same business that just promoted me to agent status when I hadn't asked for the position.

Brutal, formidably gorgeous, and head of a vicious Bratva organization. They call Gavan Tsarenko a king. I call him a tyrant. But now, the man with the gun-metal gray eyes and scarred past has come to conquer me. You see, I screwed up. I traded my good-girl status for a bad grad-school prank that went horribly wrong. And now, for six months, I'm Gavan's. My enemy. My monster. My dark fantasy.

My life was controlled by chaos until the night I first laid eyes on her. She became my obsession, my salvation, my angel. I never thought she would be mine, I thought my darkness would ruin her. But when her life is threatened, I can't hold back any longer. I'll raise hell on earth to protect her, to keep her safe, to make her mine. I don't deserve her, but I'm keeping her anyway.

While I'm not clear on where one gets an official copy of the girl code, it seems like "thou shalt not covet thy bestie's hot dad" would be pretty high on that list. Even if my hormone-ridden peanut brain would love to read into every interaction we've ever had and imagine he's been pining away for me, too, my judgment is clearly not to be trusted here. It's time to move on. Unfortunately, coveting is a hard condition to kick when you find yourself spending Christmas alone with him at his fancy house.

Senior year should be easy. Unfortunately, it's going to be anything but that for Julianna Sparks. Due to unforeseen circumstances, Julianna moves in with two of her friends, who also happen to be best friends with the guy she hates. But that's not the only issue… she's three weeks into school, and struggling to understand calculus II. Her need to make her parents proud has her willing to do anything, even if it means putting her pride aside to seek tutoring from Landon.

It was supposed to be easy: one night of sin with a beautiful stranger to forever cut ties with my Bratva past. But I didn't pick a stranger. I picked him. Hades Drakos, the dark prince of the Drakos Mafia family, is a lethally beautiful psychopath with a trail of broken hearts and bloodshed in his wake. Oh, and he's my client. It doesn't matter that our one night was under darkness, disguised by masks. He knows my secret sin. He knows it was my first time. And now, he'll use that to trap me as his own personal Persephone.

When a snowstorm hits days before Christmas and I'm the only one at the house, I'm quickly informed that I'll be spending Christmas alone, with only my dog for company. That's before things take a turn for the worse. I never would have come if I'd known they'd be here. Fletcher and Boone, my stepbrothers, were never the family I'd hoped for. They're the reason I ran away, the ghosts that haunt my sleep. I was promised they'd be too busy to come to the cabin this year, but someone broke that promise.

Starlight Grove needs a new lighthouse keeper, and Olive Autumn Harvest needs a fresh start. Preferably one with as much solitude as possible. So, her new job and isolated ocean cottage are perfect—except for the eccentric, meddling townspeople and the cat who's adopted her. When the town wins a grant for lighthouse restoration, Olive is forced to let the contractors into her space… a company comprised of three hot alphas: Easton, her golden retriever stalker, Lars, the steady, protective Viking, and Finn, who's hiding a pain that matches her own.

Imagine you were at your best friend’s engagement party in Vegas. You were super excited because you were the maid of honor, and the best man was the hottest football player you’d ever seen. Even this guy’s position as tight end was appropriate for his, well...tight end. Anyway, there was something about his cocky attitude that ruffled your feathers and turned you on at the same time. Maybe it was the way he challenged you or because women seemed to flock to the gorgeous man. But according to him, he only had eyes for you.

I've been in love with my best friend for years. The problem? He thinks I'm straight. Now that I share a dorm with him, his insistent need to cuddle—and lack of clothes—are blurring the careful lines I've drawn. I'm struggling to keep my defenses up. I love him, but I'm afraid. Afraid I'm not enough to make him stay. Afraid he'll rip my heart out. Afraid he won't love me back. But I see a side of him no one else does. In the security of our room, he lets his mask fall, lets me hold him.

As a 42-year-old single father, the last thing I expected before Christmas was for my daughter to sign me up for a community matchmaking event. The Christmas Buddies program becomes a challenge I can't wait to overcome when I realize the man that has been assigned as my buddy for the holiday season is none other than Paxton Montgomery. He's massive, grumpy, incredibly gorgeous (in a lumberjack kinda way), and also—weirdly enough—the only person in town who doesn't like me.