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I'm the heir to an empire, but I left the army as a broken man. A dangerous man. I should stay clear of her. She's too fragile, too broken herself - and too beautiful to resist. Worst of all: She wants me to take her. But where she seeks solace, I seek sanity. The Velvet Rooms provide our sanctuary. A place of safety, bliss and unbridled play, untainted by the clamor of reality. Here, there is no sight. There is no sound. Only skin against skin. Testing. Claiming. Our fondness for the absence of sound and light is what binds us.

No man ever made her scream and beg for release. Until now, I say. She claims I'm asking for the impossible. I will prove her wrong. I always get what I want. Always. She's a professional, paid to lie and seduce, but those tricks won't work on me. I don't want her insincere moans and fake smiles. I want the real thing - and I know how to get it. Because I know it's not her body that needs to be conquered - it's her mind. But our relationship rests on unsound footing, a contract and nothing more.

All I wanted to do was disappear, to get out of a bad situation. I never expected my saving grace to come in the form of three roommates; three male roommates. I found myself inexplicably drawn to Chase...and Patton...and Tyler. It was all just effortless and uncomplicated. The connections formed so quickly that these men made it easy to get back on my feet. Once I realized that I wasn't getting hustled and that these men cared about me in a way I hadn't been before, the connection soon turned into something more.

On the edge of the Mojave desert, out of the lights of Las Vegas, even a werewolf can expect a share of peace and solitude. For Ulric, the last surviving member of a pack hunted through centuries, it's one of few places he's willing to drop his guard. Until he spots Brigette, a beautiful wolf-woman he thought dead long ago. When he gives chase, he loses her-and discovers he's being followed himself. His pursuer is a zephyr sprite, Rainn, on the trail of a frightening prophecy she can't predict or understand. All she knows is that Ulric is at its center. 

When the alien ship holding me malfunctions, I'm thrown into a shuttle and expelled from the ship. I awaken to find myself on what looks like a toxic waste dump - miles of inhospitable, eerie land where the ground smokes, the hills are black and barren, and it's unpleasantly cold. Soon I discover I'm not alone. There's an alien on the awful island. A familiar alien. He's the one who bought me from my captors. He's the one who paid extra because I'm a virgin. And he's the one who put me aboard the shuttle and saved my life when the ship went down.

Trapped in a hellish bargain he made with his vicious ex, Nathan, a Lykos shifter, is forbidden from touching another female. Problem is, he's never encountered temptation like the new nanny before. For the first time in his life, Nathan is desperate to claim a woman, and not even watching his best friend seduce her will sate his hunger. With the Strip Club Serial Killer on the loose, ex-dancer, Havana, knows her life may depend on her new position. Even so, she can't help the scorching attraction she feels for her boss. She knows the gorgeous, rich single dad is off-limits.

Self-obsessed. Arrogant. Jerk. I mean...what sensible man would have nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist in his own office? And what sensible girl can avoid all those naughty thoughts then? He's in his 40s - old enough to be my father. OMG...those green eyes that I want to drown myself into, that smooth voice when he orders me around, and don't even get me started on the muscles...and those hard abs I saw that day in his office...oooh lord! Have mercy! Because I am compelled to...call him daddy! He says, "Age brings in experience," and I am so ready to surrender my V-card.

Princess. That's what the club calls me. I'm not frilly, into pink, or expect a man to woo me with chocolates and flowers. I don't need candlelit dinners and long walks on the beach. I'm not the girl you take home to your parents. I like wild, fun, and good times. I'm the kind of girl you put on the back of your bike and ride through the night...in more ways than one. I like the wind in my hair and the open road before me. I was born a biker princess and I'll be one until the day I die. The man in my life can try to tame me, but he'll have one hell of a fight on his hands.

Lieutenant Colonel Benedict Draven has retired from the army and spends most of his days either consulting for the Foreign Office or whiling away the hours at his club with his former comrades-in-arms. He rarely thinks about the fiery Portuguese woman he saved from an abusive marriage by wedding her himself. It was supposed to be a marriage in name only, but even five years later and a world away, he can't seem to forget her. 

Nate Ellison's just an ordinary, average college student trying to make the grade in Southern California. Well, definitely not ordinary...and totally not average. You see, Nate's a Troman - a nearly seven-foot-tall guy who's half war troll, half human - and he's working undercover as part of a secret government project, the Monster Exchange Program, to investigate crimes that involve the occult. Once on campus, Nate tries to lay low, struggling to navigate college life while also unraveling a mystery involving the disappearance of several beautiful co-eds.

My story started out with a guy who liked a girl. She looked like an angel to him. I was the guy, Ava the angel. But...my life turned into this world where I got married to her twin sister and Ava hated me. Then, I got caught in a game with the devil I didn't want to play. My enemies used my weaknesses against me, and killed my wife. Ava could have died, too, so I stayed away. The universe, however, had other ideas and threw her right back in my path. An angel like her didn't belong in the dark world of a Mafia boss. I know that, except, I'm selfish.

Pause, take a breath, and glisten... That's the better way to phrase Yasmine Brown sweating to death on her first hike, which is, obviously her punishment for being too cheap or too stubborn to buy the outdoor-loving woman she calls her best friend a stupid gift. Most people are willing to accept her famous baked desserts as the perfect present. Unfortunately, that trick doesn't work when your best friend is also your employee. One little trek to make the birthday brat happy won't kill her, right?

Carrick knows love is merely a shattered memory. Until Peyton stumbles into his arms and he steals a kiss. One taste isn't enough. One touch would never satiate him. And he does what he's become accustomed to, he indulges in her. A man hell bent on not falling in love, he pushes. But Peyton's not giving up. Can they have forever while Carrick is haunted by a ghost from his past?

She wasn't meant to fall in love with me. And she certainly wasn't meant to see the monster I hide. My emotions were firmly locked away, never to be found, but as much as I control most things in life, I couldn't control my heart. She exposed my darkest desires, and begged for them and I unleashed hell on her body, while I shattered her heart. I made her kneel, but in that moment I broke the only jewel I ever owned. What will she do when she learns the truth I hide?  

Rothan pleads with King Albrecht to free him from captivity. Hordes of vicious creatures march on the cold land of Skald, and only he can find the way to stop them. But after a twist of fate, Rothan is taken aboard an imperial ship, taken to the island of Black Tear, a place so cursed that the sun never touches it, a place where minds are flayed, where bodies are torn apart and rearranged like playthings. This is to be Rothan's fate. But perhaps he can find some way to bargain for his life. For all beings, even vampires, are bound by chains, chains of one kind or another....

I'm a fixer. A lover. Always searching for the right fit. And I come up empty every time. My desires are unusual. I don't feel whole until I'm in the middle, holding it all together. Which makes having a romantic relationship really difficult. Until them. Two people. An unraveling marriage. Love on the rocks. And they want me. To put them back together again. Problem is, once they're fixed, where does that leave me? I sure as hell hope I stick like glue.

When ER nurse Nora Sellers is hurt in a hospital scuffle, firefighter Zach Walker blames himself. Blaming himself is nothing new. He's been blaming himself for years for the trauma his baby sister endured as a teenager. Though with his happy-go-lucky attitude no one would know it. He's good at his job, he's a good brother, and a good friend, but Zach decided long ago he wasn't husband and father material. Even so, when Zach learns Nora is a single mother with a house that needs his help, he can't walk away.

After a broken heart, Hannah Mills vowed never to offer more than her body to any Dom, but when she volunteers to be the prize at a slave auction benefiting charity, mysterious philanthropist and notorious playboy Mason Sullivan tests her resolve. The moment he sees Hannah, Mason is captivated and determined to have her - at least for a weekend.

Chloe Franklin wouldn't call herself a commitment-phobe, so much as she's allergic to anything long term. She loves the sexy, sweaty, and intensely hot hours of the night that come before the sun rises, though. Especially when those nights are spent with Search-and-Rescuer Gage McGraw. Gage loves his job, but there is one thing he's starting to like more than the rush of a mission - a stacked blonde with a mouth that haunts his dreams. Every time he steps foot in the sleepy town of Beaufort, he hooks up with Chloe. But he's tired of hook-ups. He wants more.

Oliver Swan's career is over. Everyone can see that. He's been too injured to play for an entire season. But what legacy does a second overall player have to leave when he hasn't actually achieved anything in his career? He can already see the headlines: Draft Bust Retires After Underwhelming Career. Fuck that. He's going to be remembered the way he wants to be. He's going to write a memoir.