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My reputation at Fairview University preceded me. I was the projected number-one pick in the NHL draft and the fan favorite at the rink. People wanted to be me or be with me. Except for Lyla James Marichal. She didn't look at me like I was her next meal. She eyed me with disdain. Instead of vying for my attention, she ignored me and pushed me away. She was completely unattainable, and I became obsessed with her. When I finally got her, it felt like I was on top of the world. I was going to help the team win another championship, going into the draft, and had Lyla by my side.

Carter Beckett is the NHL’s resident bad boy, top player both on the ice and in the bedroom, and quite possibly the sexiest man to ever grace my field of vision. But worst of all? He knows it. He’s arrogant, self-centered, and the man doesn’t seem to know what a filter is, let alone how to use one. He’s had everything served to him on a silver platter, including endless strings of women, and apparently, I’m up next. I have the solution to all my sexual frustrations in a drawer at home, and it’s far less complicated than Carter Beckett.

Good things come in extra-large, smoking hot packages. Things like pizza. The very pizzas that I deliver for my dad's restaurant, Peretti's Pizza. It's a temporary job, something to pay the bills until I graduate from school, but it does the trick. In fact, it's working quite well - until Ryan Pierce of the Minnesota Stars decides to order a pizza from me, and life as I know it turns upside down. You see, Ryan Pierce doesn't just open his front door. He opens it buck naked.

I know how things look from the outside. I'm rich. I'm a successful surgeon. I'm handsome. I should have women lining up from here to New Jersey clawing for space in my bed, but there's one huge catch: I'm f*cking awkward. Every time I get a date, I spoil it. Asked if she's pregnant? Check. Forgot her name? Check. Bought a meat lover's pizza for my vegan girlfriend? Check, check, check.

I was just six months pregnant when I lost the man I was going to marry. Mouse was caught in the crosshairs of a war between the Kings of Korruption MC and a rival club, leaving me to raise our daughter alone. Since the day Mouse was killed, Bosco has been tasked with watching over us. As time passed, he became a part of the family, a man on whom my daughter can rely. A man who has never let me down and whose intensity makes me weak in the knees. But that man is part of the same club that got Mouse killed, and there's no way I can put myself or my daughter through that a second time.

I convinced myself I could survive 365 days as his captive wife. Get my bookstore back. Simple, right? Wrong. I wasn't ready for the raw, vajayjay-clenching desire in his look. The way he devours me night after night. He promises to ruin me for any other man. And I'm paying for my naivety,One filthy groan at a time. I also didn't foresee the hunger. The vomiting. The three positive pregnancy tests. Victor Morozov's baby. Growing inside me. Just as I think it's happily ever after, Eli and I get kidnapped. To save us, Victor must die... But I won't let that happen.

Sydney Evans is no stranger to hard work. It's the one constant in her life. And with no family or friends to speak of it's been easy to pour everything she has into her career as general counsel for Blackstone Holdings. She wants for nothing. Until her boss offers her a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. All she has to do in return is marry his good-for-nothing son.

I'm the star right winger for the Vancouver Vipers, an unstoppable force, fast as lightning. It's my dream come true, and I've worked my whole life to get here. I don't plan on giving it up, but if I want to keep playing hockey, I'm going to need all my limbs. To ensure my body parts stay intact, I only need to follow one simple rule: don't touch my captain's little sister.

This wasn't how I pictured my wedding day—sold to a man who won't even look at me. Bryce Windsor is rich, ruthless, and twice my age. A billionaire recluse who needs a wife for reasons he refuses to share. I married him to save my brother from the foster-care system. I can never break our contract—or we'll lose everything. Bryce says he doesn't care who I am, only that I belong to him, that I'm untouched. That I'll stay. No matter what.

I fell in love with a woman on her honeymoon. Sounds all sorts of wrong, right? I swear it's not what you think though. I didn't break up a marriage. It was over before it even started. She was all dressed up with nowhere to go when her fiancé ghosted her on her wedding day. I would have thought an experience like that would leave a woman heartbroken and sobbing into a tub of ice cream for days on end, but not Scarlett Dayne. After attending her reception and partying into the night on her fiancé's dime, she posted to social media in search of a travel companion for her upcoming honeymoon.

Prim and proper art gallery coordinator Elle Walser is no good at seducing men. Heck, she's been throwing hints at her boss for months, but he's completely clueless. Desperate to escape her mother's matchmaking efforts, she comes up with a plan - buy some lingerie and climb into her boss' bed. The plan goes brilliantly...until she accidentally seduces a sexy stranger instead. Bad boy nightclub mogul Gabe Schultz just had the best almost-sex of his life. Too bad the smoking hot blonde thought he was his brother and bolted before he could finish what they started.

Who says you can't fall in love at seven years old? I know I did. The love I felt for my babysitter, Camryn Davison, at such a young age transformed over time. By the time I was a teen that love turned into fantasies I knew would never come true. By the time I saw her again at 21 I was determined to make those fantasies a reality. If only she'd see me as the man I am now and not the little boy she used to soothe when I had nightmares as a child. She's the only one that has an issue with our seven-year age difference.

The civilian world is supposed to be easy after fighting in a war. Taking acting classes while also working as a personal trainer, I keep myself pretty busy. I'm focused, honed in on my goals, but there's no way not to be distracted by Aviana Maguire. There's something about her standoffish demeanor that makes curious. When she disappears, like she never even existed, I'm forced into action. With the help of long-time friends in the Cerberus MC, I end up in the seedy underbelly of Vegas. I'm here to rescue the girl, but getting involved in SIN while I'm here is impossible to avoid.

They say misery loves company, but after losing the love of my life all I wanted was to be completely alone. Having a young daughter made that impossible. I couldn't curl into myself. I couldn't spend hours in the dark living in regret. I couldn't end it all no matter how many times that thought crossed my mind. Regretfully, I couldn't go through life on my own.

I'm the fun guy. The one always quick with a joke. The guy who is crazy enough to do wild things to make people smile. That's how people see me. That's who I've presented myself to be. That's how I introduced myself to Rivet. The first female Cerberus team member wasn't impressed with my corny pickup lines and wide smile like the other women I use it on. And why should she be? She's seen it all and lived to tell the tale. She took one look at me and decided she wasn't interested. I should move on, but her rejection stings. I can't seem to let it go.

Rafael Moretti is a gorgeous monster. Tall and broad, he dominates New York's underworld with an iron grip and cold, silver-gray eyes. But before he was the man everyone feared, he was my protector. My friend. The boy I could never forget. Then, tragedy struck. My father was killed, and Rafael was implicated in the murder. There was no room for forgiveness. I dedicated my life to revenge.

Nassau was supposed to be my fresh start. Far from my billionaire Russian's empire. Far from the chaos I brought to his life. Far from his mother's disapproving stares. But I can't truly leave Oleg behind...Because I've got our baby with me. I can't let him find me, though. I heard what he said the night I left. This thing between us can never work. But Oleg Pavlov isn't a man who gives up easily.

Silvery gray eyes...hair dark as night…the most wicked smile. That's what's waiting for me when I get home late one snowy night, just days before Christmas. The devil himself. Rafael Moretti. New York's most feared mafia boss… and my long-lost first crush.

For two years, I've watched Oleg Pavlov from afar. Dreamed about him in ways that would get me fired. He's not just my boss—he's THE boss. The mob-connected CEO who makes his fellow billionaires stammer and squirm. Built like a Greek statue with tattoos that disappear beneath expensive suits and scars that whisper stories he'll never tell aloud. I fake like he doesn't light me on fire with a single look. I ignore how my skin hums when he walks past. I pretend I don't notice his ice-blue eyes following me. We had boundaries. Until the day he called me into his office and changed everything.

Josh kissed me like he meant it. Carter carried me to bed like he owned me. Mason whispered filthy things I still dream about. It was supposed to be one wild night. Not the one that knocked me up. Now I'm juggling cravings, secrets, and a coffee shop, I can't open alone while trying to keep my best friend from finding out I slept with all her brothers. Too late.