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She’ll never be mine. But I can’t stop thinking about her, dreaming about her, picturing what our lives could have been. The mafia got in the way for both of us. Some things, though, are destined. No matter how much we change, we’re still the same stupid kids who fell for each other before reality tore us apart. Now I’ve been hired to be her bodyguard until she’s wed to a mafia prince. If I don’t get her to the altar, they’ll kill me. But the moment I see her, I realize if she marries another, I’ll be dead in all the ways that matter.

I can’t save myself from the cloister, and maybe I never could. The prophet grows more dangerous by the day. His delusions are steeped in blood, and if I’m not careful, that blood will be my own. Despite the growing risk, I still continue the search for the truth, no matter if the thorny path eventually twists back to Adam, guilt in his dark eyes. I’ve seen glimpses of his soul, and I know there is more to him than the monster, but it’s so hard to reach him. I knew when I came here I’d have to fight, I just didn’t realize the war would be waged on so many fronts.

Bucking family tradition, Dyre is determined to become his planet's first hero, even if it breaks his mother's heart. He sets out on numerous quests to bring justice to the universe. However, his altruism never seems to turn out quite as expected. Who knew doing the right thing was so hard? In between saving those who don't want his help - and the chaos that follows - he rescues a damsel in distress. She doesn't appreciate his heroic abduction, and, even worse, once Dyre gets to know the outspoken human, he entertains thoughts about ravishing her.

Jae-sun Fields is pissed. Someone has taken the seminal coming-out, coming-of-age novel Doorways and satirized it. He's determined to use his Internet skills and his job as a tabloid reporter to out the author as the fraud and no-talent hack he's sure she is. Kelly Kendall likes his anonymity and, except for his houseboy, factotum and all-around slut, Will, he craves solitude. There's also that crippling case of OCD that makes it virtually impossible for him to leave the house.

WHO SAYS YOU CAN'T MIX BUSINESS WITH PLEASURE? As the CEO of a large tech company and a semi-reformed bad boy, Ethan Hill is used to calling the shots. But when he's sentenced to work two hundred hours of community service-for reckless driving, of all things-this chief executive needs to keep...

Makl is looking to become the greatest mercenary the universe has known. In true family tradition, he leaves a trail of mayhem and bodies wherever he goes, steals the most priceless of items, ravishes females left and right. But that all ends the day he comes across the biggest prize of all – a human barbarian. Fooled into thinking her a priceless virgin and captivated by her pale skinned, two-breasted frame, he abducts her, or at least means to. His plan goes somewhat awry

When I woke up Christmas morning, I didn't know if I'd been on Santa's nice list this year—or his naughty one. Thinking back to the prior evening's events, I decided it was definitely the naughty one. There had to be a mistake—I was always on the nice list. But the gorgeous, naked man snuggled next to me seemed to suggest I had a lump of...something waiting for me. Maybe the nice list was overrated. Or maybe naughty girls really did end up with coal in their stockings.

Duke Donovan's despot and dictator clients pay him handsomely for the information he provides through psychic and tarot card readings. When not helping others to overthrow the world, or walking his golden retriever, Duke picks up stray men off the New York City streets; artists, musicians, writers, and actors, usually, and nudges their careers forward while sharing his bed with them. His latest find, Broadway conductor, Sam Teak, begins mysteriously poisoning Duke's butler, Malcolm. Duke has secrets, too, and there's a ghost haunting him because of them.

Milena Wellington, general manager of the Wellington Plaza, may have been raised in a world of privilege, but she's worked hard for her professional success, and she's not about to let anyone take that from her. The problem? Her love life is in shambles, she's sleeping on her friend's couch, her coworkers are constantly plotting behind her back, and she's stalking an intense, slightly arrogant, tattooed firefighter she had a one-night stand with.

How bad can a blind date with a vampire really be? The last thing Ryan Harding needs is his brother setting him up on dates with random women. Yes, he’s been avoiding relationships and burying himself in work, but come on, a blind date? Surely things aren’t that desperate. Still…the cute blonde at the bar is pretty amazing. Kind of sexy as hell. Why did he think a blind date was so bad again?Grace Stanhope has no interest in dating mortals, but she owes her best friend one hell of a favor.

When magic goes wrong, love might be the only spell that works right. As a hedge witch, Calli Wynter's perfectly organized life revolves around her cozy bookstore, the magical herbs she cultivates, and her carefully curated magical spells. But when Malcolm "Mac" Wellesley—a half-warlock...

In this sweet and steamy bundle of nostalgic romcoms, five found family friends make their mark in the small southern town dubbed the Hollywood of the South, even as they drift apart, fall in love, and come together again.

Flash Mob follows famed Broadway director and choreographer Jericho Taylor as he mounts a revival of 42nd Street and produces a series flash mobs. Taylor discovers and falls in love with fresh-from-the-Midwest triple threat, Billy Lake and places the young man at the center of his flash mobs, which become a viral sensation. The seemingly spontaneous flash mob dance events are designed to counter the public's fear caused by a string of terrorist bombings in the New York City area.

Brooklyn James should know better. Born into Hollywood royalty, the brooding prince has a reputation as being a player. A manwhore. A womanizer. Adoring fans are his thing. His best friend's little sister is not. Even thinking about her the way he is isn't cool. Not cool at all. And yet every time she pouts those sexy lips at him, she turns him inside out. Makes him harder than he's ever been. Drives him to the brink of insanity.

Laura Stone was the hottest author of erotic fiction in the country but also the most elusive. Known only by her pen name, there wasn't a person alive who wasn't dying to discover her true identity. And I, Killian Turner, knew exactly where to find her. Her real name was Kate O'Malley, and I fully intended on learning every dirty secret she had to exploit for my own gain. After all, isn't that what journalists do? But I underestimated my prey. I didn't anticipate how her lips could seduce me or the touch of her body against mine would eventually become my ultimate undoing.

My name's Sebastian Black, and I want to buy you. I could have any woman I want, but I choose you. No relationship, just sex. Here's my offer...I'll put your name in my little black book, and when I want you, I'll call you. When I call, you're going to come, in more ways than one. It will be mutually pleasurable for both of us. There are only two rules: don't ever deny me. Don't fall in love. If you do either, I'll remove you from my book and payment stops. Do we have an understanding?

The sequel to Third Time Lucky, following Grady and Lake as they navigate their new relationship...

Trust didn't always go both ways, and Grady Donehue had learned that the hard way. He hadn't learned better after the first betrayal, but he wasn't going to make the same mistake a third time. Striking up a strange friendship with the equally strange–and straight–soldier, Lake, who had sunshine in his eyes? Grady could do that. He could even handle helping Lake figure out he might not be so straight after all, in a very hands-on way. But falling in love? No, thanks.

She was not dating Ryan Kennedy. Period. End of story. It didn't matter that the sexy firefighter was so drop-dead gorgeous that women's eggs dropped at the sight of him. But not hers. Nope. Grace had things to do—finishing med school and keeping her nose clean for her upcoming residency match, to name a few—and she wasn't going to let anything or anyone derail her this time. He could try all he wanted, it was not happening. No matter how broad his shoulders were. Or how perfectly styled his messy hair was. Or what his sexy grin did to her insides. It. Was. Not. Happening. It couldn't.