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I'm Kayla. I'm 21. I'm afraid because ever since a sudden, terrible tragedy, I'm alone in the world - except for my brother's best friend. But now Oliver intends to move back to London. I'm in love with him. And I have to persuade him to stay...somehow. Maybe if I tell him I'm a virgin and show him just how far I'm willing to go to keep him, he'll give in. Of course, I never expected that he'd be keeping a shocking secret of his own....

I've always been a wild child and my own worst enemy. Ditched by my best friend at a biker bar. A broken Jeep in a new town with no one to call. What else could possibly go wrong? I'm Makenna Dixon, not a damsel in distress. My parents taught me how to survive on my own. But a handsome stranger thinks he'll be my saving grace. A challenge leads to a lip lock I can't quite forget.

Ruby can’t stand lead violinist Jonathan most of the time, but she agrees to play his girlfriend at a party so he can fend off a stalker-ish fan. The only problem is that, over the course of the night, she discovers Jon’s an amazing dancer - and an even better kisser. When she’s in his arms, he’s passionate and forceful. He’s always a strict taskmaster during rehearsals and concerts, but maybe that translates into something more fun in the bedroom. With Ethan’s support and encouragement, Ruby decides to find out....

The good news is that the Gold Quartet has been invited to play one of their favorite concertos as guest artists with the noted Berlin Philharmonic. The bad news? The concert falls on Ruby’s birthday, so she’ll be traveling to Europe with her fellow musicians instead of celebrating at home with family and friends. The guys hatch a plan to make it up to her, a plan to celebrate Ruby’s birthday in a way she’ll never forget.

Ruby's known the guys in her string quartet forever. There's Jonathan, the bossy lead violinist, and Steve, the cellist, who plays ref when they're at each other's throats. Then there's Ethan, the viola player. After five years, he's still a mystery: quiet, unassuming, and intensely dedicated to the music. Who would've thought he'd be the one to comfort her after a wedding-reception gig goes haywire? Who would've thought they'd end up in each other's arms? And who would've thought he'd know how to tilt her world sideways using only his voice, his fingers, and a bundle of rope?

Steve’s the big-brother type, always has been - tall, blond, fun-loving, faithful, and protective. When Ruby shows up on the wrong night for one of his famed pajama parties, he graciously invites her to stay and hang out. Everything’s great - until she gets a little too drunk on hard cider and professes her horniness for him...repeatedly. Now Ruby and Steve have to decide if they want to cross that line or if it’s better to preserve their easy friendship. Maybe, with a little luck, they can do both.

Definitely Kinky: Ruby's known the guys in her string quartet forever. But after five years, Ethan, the viola player, is still a mystery. Perfect and Powerful: Ruby can’t stand lead violinist Jonathan most of the time, but she agrees to play his girlfriend at a party. Play with Me: Steve’s the big-brother type. When Ruby shows up on the wrong night for one of his famed parties, he invites her to stay. The Full Concerto: The Gold Quartet has been invited to play as guest artists, but the concert falls on Ruby’s birthday.

A man, a former assassin, who is now in love, a man on his honeymoon, who vows to leave the killing behind him. That is, until someone sets their eyes on revenge and goes after his woman. Now someone is going to find out just what a Savage he really is.

My new job as a chef in a small town was supposed to be my ticket to peace and quiet. I didn’t expect to run into the former hockey star who gave me the hottest nights of my life. And, oops, he’s sort of my new boss. So much for keeping my past where it belongs. Ty still thinks I’m the fun party girl. He has no idea how much things have changed. One thing that hasn’t changed: the spark between us. It’s hotter than the blowtorch I use on my crème brûlée.

Avery Spark is living her best life. Between her friends, her sisters, and Spark House, the event hotel her family owns, she doesn’t have much time for anything else, especially relationships. She’d rather hang out with her best friend and roommate, Declan McCormick, than deal with the dating scene. But everything changes when she is in a car accident and needs someone to care for her as she heals.

When I answered an ad for a caretaker at Saint Mark’s Sanctuary, I thought I’d be dusting chandeliers and polishing floors. I didn’t expect to be tricked into a curse, going into debt to a monster, and being forced to take a self-paced “let’s learn magic” course so I can fix a 2,000-year-old problem. And that monster? Not your ordinary, everyday beast. He has hooves, and horns, and fur on his legs. But you know where he doesn’t have fur? Yeah. There. Which is fine. Except he doesn’t wear pants.

My castle was a compound. My subjects: a bunch of rowdy bikers. And the villain of this tale was my father, the king. When a brutal attack leaves me no choice but to flee, I find myself cast out and alone. Six years later, I’m dragged back to hell as nothing more than a pawn. I’m not the same girl that ran, so I’ll play their game...but not by their rules. Because this time I won’t go down without a fight. It will take more than knights on chrome horses to break me.

A slow-burn second-chance rom-com! She broke his heart 10 years ago. Now he's back - and her new boss. And she might still be semi in love with him. But that’s no problem, right? They can keep it professional. Until her grandmother gets involved. She’s thrilled to think that Whitney and Cam are still in love. And invites him to move in with her and Whitney. Of course, Whitney can handle that, too. Yeah, everything is fine. Just fine. Until Cam makes it clear that he’s all in. Having him back is very sweet, but can she really have it all? Or will it all crumble around her?

Rook Walsh appeared out of nowhere like a dark angel sent to steal my soul. And I could just tell that she was broken, and beaten, and scared. So I made her an offer of a lifetime. She needed a job, and I needed a certain "type" of girl for a modeling contract worth millions of dollars called Tragic. I was warned to keep my hands to myself. I was warned not to get involved. I was warned not to ruin her. (The way I ruined the last one.) But I don’t take orders - I give them.

I’m chasing a dream here. And I’m so close to having everything I ever wanted. But I can’t start over when I’m still on the run. Before I can become the girl I want to be, I’ll need to deal with the girl I left behind.

I get it. Stripping naked and letting your boyfriend’s best friend paint your body in order to sell custom motorcycles isn’t the ideal way to start a brand-new relationship. Add in a TV reality show, another best friend who seems determined to make me notice him, and the little fact that in order to get paid I will have to strut my stuff in public wearing nothing but body paint. Yeah. There’s not a chance in hell that Ronin is going to be okay with all this.

Rook Walsh appeared out of nowhere like a dark angel sent to steal my soul. And I could just tell that she was broken, and beaten, and scared. So I made her an offer of a lifetime. She needed a job and I needed a certain "type" of girl for a modeling contract worth millions of dollars called Tragic. I was warned to keep my hands to myself. I was warned not to get involved. I was warned not to ruin her. (The way I ruined the last one.) But I don’t take orders - I give them.

They told me Noah Pearson was gorgeous. Sinful. A successful venture capitalist. A Hollywood playboy. The kind of man I can usually spend the night with, then walk away from, no strings attached. No one told me I’d become addicted. Noah is all wrong for me. He’s charming and scandalous. He tears down all the careful walls I live behind. But when he talks dirty to me in that voice as smooth as whiskey, it isn’t long before I’m throwing out my rule book and agreeing to a sexy, no-emotions-allowed fling.

Darling Arrow, I shouldn’t be writing this. It’s not as if I’m ever going to send you this letter, and there are a million reasons why. First of all, I was sent to this reform school as a punishment for a petty, totally inconsequential crime. Not to ogle the principal’s hot son around the campus. Second of all, you’re a giant jerk. You’re arrogant and moody and so cold. Sometimes, I think I shouldn’t even like you.

This job comes with benefits. I knew that from the moment I laid eyes on her: Summer Sorensen, party queen, super-hot DJ, and soon-to-be rock star. She’s sexy, sassy, strong. But she’s in danger. I know she doesn’t want to hire me. She doesn’t want to need me, but she does. And this job is getting more complicated by the hour.