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Ruby Turner was never meant to be mine. When I first met her, she was a fresh, young American sports journalist trying to find her footing in a new life abroad. She was the one interviewing me for an article, yet I wanted to know more about her. She captivated me. But she went home with Marco that night. My agent. My brother.

The clock at St. Killian’s chimes as whispers float in the dark staircase above. Snow falls from the black sky beyond the windows, and candles glow - the flames lighting up the longest night of the year. Devil’s Night isn’t the only holiday we celebrate. Tonight, we’re pulling on a different mask. Some call it Midwinter. Others call it Yule. We call it Fire Night.

I never minded being locked up. I learned a long time ago that being treated like an animal gives you permission to act like one. Their only mistake is believing anything I do is an accident. I can sit in this house with no internet, television, liquor, or girls, but I'll come out of here with something far more frightening to my enemies. A plan. I just didn't expect one of my enemies to come to me. I can smell her hiding in the house. She's here. Blackchurch houses five prisoners. I'm only one of her problems.

In dangerous Fort Dallas, Rachel is untouchable. All she has to do is hand over her panties every day. Sure, it's weird, but it keeps her safe, right? And if there's a reason behind it, she doesn't care. Until she finds out that she's dragon bait. That changes things.

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I've spent years as a professional motorcycle racer vying to prove myself to the world, even as I fought to save my family from the clutches of a man who would like nothing more than to see me fail. He's not the only one. My Lorina - America's Sweetheart Lorelai Hargrove - would also like me to eat her dust. But this is the game we play. She pretends she hates me, and I wind her up as I pretend she's not all I think about. And yet after a deadly wreck, her confidence is shaken.

I woke up to an empty apartment, and things just got worse from there. My roommate took everything, even my epic purple couch. Rent coming due means I’m desperate, but not desperate enough for Travis freaking Westmister to live with me...that is, until my brother convinces me his best friend and my mortal enemy is my only hope. Now the man I gave my v-card to before he disappeared is parading around my house shirtless, toned, tanned, and ripped. Oh, God, I will not go there. He broke my heart, and I hate his guts - except he’s not who I thought he was at all.

I have a problem. Potential problem? I’m not really sure. Here’s the deal. There’s this girl - isn’t that how it always starts? - and her name is Mollie. I like her. I mean really like her. I hope that doesn’t make me seem less manly than my professional hockey player persona implies. But here’s the issue - she’s my best friend. The one person I can count on for everything, who’s been there with me for all the moments, big and small.

I gave away my heart only to have it broken. I relinquished my soul, and it was mercilessly ripped to shreds. All that is left is my faith that somehow I’ll be able to make things right. I’ll fight tooth and nail to restore our love and bring us back our freedom. I’ll make sure every secret is revealed. Every hidden lie uncovered. I won’t allow the tyranny and manipulation over our lives to continue. The madness ends here. I just pray it’s not too late to save us all.

They saw me for the girl I am and the person I yearn to become one day - a woman who thrives in her freedom and dances away in her rightfully earned independence. The love we shared for each other was probably the only miracle I would be granted in this life, and I knew they felt the same. Or so I thought. Everything I held dear has been robbed from me, and I’ve been a victim of theft too many times to mention. I will not have them steal my pride. They can keep my heart, for all I care. The day they became my stepbrothers, it stopped working anyway.

Nothing is ever as it seems. In a world where lies and deceit rule, my carefully hidden secrets weren’t an exception. The privileged hide behind masks that only elitism and power can provide. Yet, I’m still learning just how vile and ruthless you need to become to play their twisted game. In my naiveté, I thought my heart would always be safe in their hands. But I was wrong. So very wrong. And now I have to live with the tangled mess my actions have created.

Maggie: Ten years ago, Cash Armstrong stole my heart. Then he promptly joined the army - dragging my best friend with him - and left me crying on the front porch in a red sequined prom dress. Now he's back. They're both back. Cash, the one who still has my heart. And Luc, the one who saved my life.

Maggie: Ten years ago, Cash Armstrong stole my heart. Then he promptly joined the army - dragging my best friend with him - and left me crying on the front porch in a red sequined prom dress. Now he's back. They're both back. Cash, the one who still has my heart. And Luc, the one who saved my life.

Maggie: Ten years ago, Cash Armstrong stole my heart. Then he promptly joined the army - dragging my best friend with him - and left me crying on the front porch in a red sequined prom dress. Now he's back. They're both back. Cash, the one who still has my heart. And Luc, the one who saved my life.

We were best friends, then we were enemies. Loved. Protected. Cherished. There was a time when Ranieri Andretti made me feel those things. That was before his family came after mine. He was supposed to forget me. We went our separate ways. It should have stayed like that. But now he's back in my life, and he's my new boss. I want to hate him. He's my ex-best friend. My tormentor. The head of the Andretti family. But no matter how hard I try...I can't stay away.

Royce Devereaux isn't your average sexy professor. He has a lot of rules in his professional and personal life. He keeps both worlds separated. He has to. He’s somewhat of a public figure - and he’s made enemies climbing to the top. He likes his sex rough, and a whole lot of naughty. Which means his students are 100% off limits. One problem. His new graduate student assistant, Kenzie. She looks at him like a kid looks at birthday cake, and he doesn’t like it. Except, he does. He likes it too much. But then an enemy decides to use Kenzie to force his hand....

Libby is beautiful, smart, and desperate. When she arrives at her cousin's wedding without a date, I step in. No woman who looks like that should ever feel alone. Those delicious curves pull me in. It's just a one-night stand. I can't get attached. I'm over love. I've been burned in the past. But then she finds me on a dating app that my friends made me join as a joke. And suddenly, our one-night stand isn't so singular. We both want more. But my past is standing in our way. We can't be together until all our secrets come out. And I have to tell her the truth. Because she's having my baby.

Delilah doesn't want anything to do with me. So, of course, I have to have her. She's got the sultry librarian look, full lips, all those curves; I can't get enough. I'll convince her to be mine. Just one night. I never fail. But I'm her new boss. And if anyone at the office found out about our one-night stand, we would both be ruined. So we'll keep it to one night of passion. Then we'll go our separate ways. That was the plan anyway. But now I can't let her go. Because she's carrying my babies. All three of them. And I won't let her do this alone.

Love struck me at the early age of five. The boy turned into a man, and I fell even deeper. Guy Webb had no idea my fragile heart belonged to him for so many years. He was too busy being my brother’s best friend and a star on the football field. He was my daydream and consumed every single thought, but he was always one step from my reach. Beartooth Ranch was our home. The rich ranch land raised us, fostered our laughs and losses, and even gained a new family member when Guy moved in for his sophomore year of high school.