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I’m damaged. They’re damaged too. The last thing we need…is each other. I’m done with dominants. Been there, had one, have the scars to prove it. I'm all about work now, about growing my private investigator business. I have no time for anything else. Then a mysterious client hires me to investigate a case of blackmail at Club Menage, and he assigns me a pair of guards. Two men who knew me at my worst: Adrian Lockhart and Brody Payne.

The battle was fought. And the battle was lost. Waking up in the middle of nowhere, my connection to my siblings was gone. Jaggedly severed like a stolen soul. I searched for centuries. Living under countless names. In countless places. Never getting close to anyone. Never staying long enough for anyone to notice I didn't age. I gave up on finding them. I gave up on finding the other half of my soul. I gave up… period. Until the day I felt Aurora. My one.

Losing It is a is a stand-alone first time romance with the perfect mix of heat, humor, and emotion. Find out why listeners say "no one writes broken bad boys like Crystal Kaswell".

It's supposed to be fun without strings, but resisting her is so damn hard. I'm good in bed, and I know what I want. So when a curvy grad student catches my eye, I do what I do best. I take her home. I kiss her hard. I - well, a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell. I don't expect to want more. But I do. Iris is smart, sweet, and innocent as hell. I need her as often as possible. We strike up an arrangement. There are three rules. All fun. No strings. No falling in love. But then I've never been very good at following rules.

A relationship with a SWAT officer would never work out - or could it? A band of brothers. Dangerous missions. These are the men and women of the Columbia SWAT team. With their clear focus on cleaning up the streets and protecting their town, it left no room for love. Or so they thought. If you love nail-biting, intense, romantic suspense listens with plenty of heat, then this collection is for you!

A Christmas road trip? Disaster ahead, Garrett. I know I messed up when I broke Rory’s heart eight months ago. I also know we can’t spend more than ninety minutes together without everything crumbling, and the drive back to Pine Harbour is six times that long. Too bad leaving Rory behind—or for good—just isn’t an option. Whether she likes it or not, I’m her guy. Her ride home.

My husband is a monster. My home is riddled with lies. I thought I could bear the torment for my daughter's sake. Until I met him. In one night, Matthew Zola showed me everything I never knew I was missing. Passion. Pleasure. Deep, dark, earth-shattering love.

First Mistake: Agreeing to my brother’s crazy, horrible scheme to seduce and drug my college’s hockey star, Yom “Yum” Rustanov, to get him disqualified for doping before his big international championship game. In the dictionary under femme fatale, you’ll find me—in the antonyms section.

Hadley Jacobs is over Machlan Gibson. Sure, she’ll always be a little weak to the dimple in his right cheek and the way his five o’clock shadow makes him ruggedly handsome. But that’s not enough to cover every other thing about him because they all drive her nuts. Like how he won’t admit he’s wrong even when he knows it and how he drives his stupid car a million miles an hour on wet asphalt. As she rolls back into town and takes a seat at Crave, she won’t take the bait. She’s over him. Mostly.

He'll make me his at any cost.... Hot, surly, Fae vampire, Gabriel, kidnapped me to get the attention of the Fae Corps. He demands that I obey him. I am determined to resist him. He will not stop until he's tamed my spirit. I will not succumb to his charms. He has me captive, threatens to own me in every way possible... But I cannot, will not give in to him...I hope.

When S.W.A.T Sergeant Marcas MacArthur laid eyes on the bronze skin beauty who moved in next door, he swore that he wouldn’t touch her. Leading one of the most elite S.W.A.T teams in the state of South Carolina left no room for relationships. Marcas knew that Sarena Rucker was a woman who deserved a man’s last name. She was a temptation that he fought to resist, and he vowed to stay far away from her. Now, if only he could follow his own rules.

When Samantha Stone hears that the popular rock band Crushing Stones, created by her childhood sweetheart, is headlining at a new dance club nearby, she considers it fate. She’s waited seven years to get answers. Why had he deserted her without even saying good-bye? Jonah “Cash” Carter has scanned the throngs of fans for years looking for her. Waiting. When he spots Sami in the crowd, he freezes mid-song. He’d named his band for a reason, and tonight would be the night he finally got to crush a Stone.

After my brother’s death, I was drowning. Delilah was my life raft. We were opposites, the outspoken art student and the brooding athlete. She was passionate where I was apathetic, bright where I was dark, soft where I was hard. For two years, we had everything. The kind of love that only exists in fairy tales. Then she left and took my heart with her. I tried to heal. To throw myself into medical school. To forget her. I thought I did. Until today. Those blue eyes, that sweet smile, the soft curves--that's my Delilah. As soon as I hear her laugh, I know. She's what’s missing from my life. I have three days to get her back. God, I hope I'm as charming as I used to be.

Ex-Marine Daisy Weston is going undercover, by uncovering it all. Every night the pretty blonde wraps herself around a pole in a club owned by the Raptors MC - the club involved in her sister's disappearance. One lap dance at a time, Daisy gets closer to discovering Rose's whereabouts. She intends to free Rose, no matter who she has to do. There's just one big, muscular obstacle in her way - a handsome biker named Cowboy who won't leave her the hell alone. And what's worse, she's not sure she wants him to.

Gray Duffy never thought he'd end up as the co-lead guitarist of Oblivion, one of the hottest rock bands in the country. Even better? He's sharing the experience with his best friend, Jazz. Since the day she'd showed up as his family's new foster kid, Gray has protected her. Loved her. And not just platonically either. After all these years of wanting her in his bed, he still doesn't know what it would be like to have her mouth on his.

He needed a place to hide. She needed a friend. They never expected to fall in love. After a car accident - an event he considers a prank gone bad - jaded pop star Hunter Kennedy is forced to hide out with his aunt in small-town Colorado. He's supposed to rest, heal his scars, and attend high school in disguise until the press dies down. But he only wants to get back to work.

I'm caught between two dominant daddies - best friends who compete at everything. Both Bear and Sawyer have muscles for days, but they want to know who’s better in bed. And they want me to judge. Their game, their rules, but I can play along. They call the shots, in and out of bed, and disobedience has delicious consequences. As the final round approaches and the stakes are raised, I’m hoping this isn’t just a game.

Fate paired me with the one she-wolf I could never trust. Five years ago, my beautiful neighbor Carlotta betrayed me. My family was destroyed. Because of her, the pack banished my father, relegating me and my mom with a lowered status, barely able to scrape by. Carlotta left town before I found out why she did it. Before I had the chance to make her pay. But now she’s back. She hasn’t changed much, but I have. I’m twice her size now. Far more dominant. And I just discovered she belongs to me.

When Wynter shows up on our property with a busted-up face looking for protection, you better believe that’s what she’ll get. It may have been three years since I’ve seen her, but I instantly feel the need to protect her. It consumes me, turning me into a monster that even the devil himself doesn’t want to f--k with. I know she’s here because she’s certain I’ll go to great lengths to protect her, but I’m going to show her that she’s going to want me for a hell of a lot more than just that.

I accidentally bid on a date with hockey star Rake Hanson, AKA Mr. Puck-Head, at a charity auction. Now I’m stuck with him. He’s the mascot for everything I resist in a guy–big, strong muscles, a perfectly chiseled jaw—and someone who'd rather workout than read a book. Not my kind of “prize.” While his grunts and one-word answers drive me up the wall, at least he’s nice to look at with those broad shoulders, strong glutes, and big… hands. Regardless, he’s a shameless grouch. If he ever smiles, his face will probably crack.