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Reign Harrow was the princess of rock until she randomly disappeared six months ago, taking her secrets and her fame with her. Now she's back, and she seems more determined than ever to be the best. To earn the awards and the titles others only dream of… and maybe even a little revenge along the way. To show everyone who wronged her just what she is made of.

I need a safe place to get away for a few days. My college roommate's family cabin in the middle of nowhere Montana is perfect. Maybe I should have called to ask permission first, then I would have found out the cabin had been sold... to Jack. I go to leave planning to spend the night in my car... only my car won't start. Jack may take pity on me and offer to let me stay a few nights until my car is fixed, but he doesn't know I have no place to go from there.

Making decisions I regret is basically a hobby. So I guess it really wasn’t that surprising when I went out on a date with an Elite. And then he tried to assault me. I might be small, but I’m strong. I fought him off...then went straight to the dean. He didn’t believe me. No one does. And now my date from hell is in revenge mode, and I somehow end up in the campus pool. Did I mention I can’t swim?

The son of the most dangerous Kingpin in Mexico. The heir to the throne. The man that individuals fear the most, next to my father. According to my father those are things that I should be proud of. I should be proud of my heritage and wear it on my back with honor. I’ll honor my heritage but I will not honor the path that is set out for me. The life that my father lives is not for me. I will do anything in my power to walk away from that life, and that apparently includes getting married in Vegas after a night of drinking.

I should have known better than to fall for a biker. But I couldn't resist Levi's smile. His cockiness. All that leather. We fell hard and fast. A spoiled rich girl from a prestigious family and a boy from a motorcycle club. We were naive enough to think we could be the exception. But while Levi was in the military, trying to build our future, his world chewed me up and spit me out. It left me broken, scarred, and angry. Fourteen years later, Levi is everything I hate. A Twisted King. A walking red flag. Trouble.

A British single dad living in America. Four kids who need stability. A nanny looking for a new home. The thirteenth book in the Hot Brits series is coming in November! What can I say about my children? They’re wonderful and exasperating—and they’ve driven away every nanny I hired. With my ex-wife long gone, I’m just trying to keep my head above water, at work and at home. Then the nanny agency calls with brilliant news. They’ve found someone to care for my kids. Unfortunately, Jennifer Cordell is beautiful and sexy, and I haven’t had sex in years. Yes, that’s right—years.

I built my bakery from nothing. My business. My rules. My life. I don't need help. I don't need Alphas. And I sure as hell don't need them. Julian—the arrogant billionaire trying to buy out my town. Noah—my best friend, who's been waiting for me to finally see him. Elias—the gruff outsider with a past as dangerous as his touch. I was wrong.

Ten men, a beach house, and a question to answer: Does size really matter? When my boss asks me to write an article on the age-old question of the importance of D-size, I stifle an eye-roll. This isn’t what I imagined I’d be doing after years of journalism classes. But when she presents me with the keys to an exclusive beach house, and the personal details of the ten men she’s lined up for me to interview, my eyes practically bug out of my head. It isn’t only because they’re hotter than the surface of the sun, or tall and broad enough to form a Great-Wall-of-Man.

After a bungled job, I'm forced to escape and abandon everything. It's not the worst to happen, being sent to Ireland is. My next assignment, bring down four men involved in the Irish Mafia. First, I'm put on leave and, as a favour, I end up "married" to two strangers on St. Patrick's Day in Genoa. In the early morning, I run and hide. I have to. The scent of danger that swirls around them is intoxicatingly perfect. I never thought I'd see them again, but they refuse to let go of vows we supposedly made years ago.

They drugged me. Chained me. Tore apart my mind until the pieces didn't fit anymore. Then they gave me a name. Cleaner. Killer. Son. Monster. Told me the blood on my hands was hers. Then they smiled and made me kill again. And they told me she never existed. But I've seen her. In dreams. In flashes of red hair and blood. And now she's real—flesh and bone and terrified eyes. But they made one mistake. They didn't bury her deep enough. Now she's back. And even if she doesn't remember me, my obsession remembers everything. She runs; I follow. She screams; I savor it.

Being the president of the Iron Punishers MC should've been enough for Reaper. Only in the last year or so has him feeling like something is missing. When he sees his sister and her little family, he thinks he might know what that is: someone special. That someone you can always come home to at night, and who's always there for you. However, the way things are going, he's doubting whether such a person like that exists for him. That is, until he strong-arms a club brother into going to the doctor, and he sees his dream princess, Snow White, in the flesh.

Carlo Lambretti betrayed us, so now his debt will be paid in the most brutal way imaginable—with his daughter’s innocence. Once a little mafia princess, Aemelia Lambretti has fallen far. The raven-haired beauty shows up unexpectedly, waitressing at our sister’s wedding. At first, we think it’s a trap—a spy sent by her family or, worse, an assassin with vengeance in her veins. But she’s clueless about the blood spilled between our families, unaware of how her father’s betrayal led to our brother’s death. We let her go, planning to discover more about her when the wedding is over.

Rage and bloodlust have been the only things fueling my soul for the last one hundred years. Revenge has been the only thing holding my sanity together. Until his shadows curl around my throat and all I can think about is his revenge. I don't want to be loved, but he doesn't know the meaning of the word no.

Beck Danvers stormed off stage last night during the Dead Ringers' sold-out world tour, sending the world of rock and roll into chaos as everyone scrambles to figure out what happened. The Dead Ringers are no stranger to tragedy, and it seems it has once again struck this iconic band in their prime. Can they recover? Will Beck Danvers ever return? Will we ever discover the secrets hidden behind the curtain of this cursed band?

A music label wants my band. I just want her. I never knew a smile had the power to change the course of a life, until she smiled at me and shifted my world off its axis. There’s no way I couldn’t marry her the first chance I got. They said we were crazy, that getting married so soon was insane. I don’t care. I love her more than anything. And then my band gets the call that changes everything.

A quaint cottage in a Scottish forest seemed like the perfect place for Kinsley to start anew. But when a tragic accident leaves her isolated and dying, her new life is over before ever beginning. Until a dark, mysterious being emerges from the night gloom and offers to save her...for a price.

It had been six years since my world was turned upside down. He exposed me to the darker side of life and I could never go back to the person I was. I had been through more things the average person couldn’t even relate to. If I had the chance to go back and do things differently though? Not a chance. My name is Alexa Ballentine, and I am still in love with my stalker.

I’m sure you’re wondering how a person falls in love with their stalker. So am I.

Raylee Lexington Adams is my stepsister and the one woman in the world who can make my blood boil. She’s vindictive, a lot of crazy, and absolutely stunning. I hate everything about her except for when she’s on her knees begging me to use her as my own personal toy. We’ve been playing a game of cat and mouse for far too long. We have used each other for our own sick pleasure.

Kage has been obsessed with the dark folk singer for as long as he can remember, and after a chance encounter, he vows to make her his. However, loving Fallon is no easy feat. She breaks hearts, refusing to claim them, and when her past comes into the light, the reason why is obvious. Can Fallon and Kage survive the ghosts that haunt her?