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He was a risky, over-the-top investor. I was trying to avoid the glamorous lifestyle my parents had raised me in. He was fun and laid back. I was wound tight and dramatic. He had his life put together. I did not. So having Dimitri witness my breakup was a low moment. Especially since my boyfriend was also my professor, and after cheating on me, he decided to make me redo my master's thesis. But Dimitri saw an opportunity. He offered to assist with my thesis. In exchange, I would help him gain the trust of the upscale town where I'd grown up-one he'd just heavily invested in.

Fleeing false murder charges, Lindsey lands in San Francisco. There she builds a satisfying life until, in the notorious Dark Haven BDSM club, she encounters deVries. Moth, meet flame. A security specialist and occasional mercenary, deVries needs an adorable submissive like a knife to the gut.

Walking into his office as his newest employee, fainting at his feet, and then having him discover you've been hiding his child for seven years is probably not recommended by relationship experts. Yet here we are. Seven years ago, I met Cole at my cousin's wedding. I was a freshly dumped, slightly buzzed bridesmaid seeking refuge in the hotel bar. He was brooding, mysterious, and saved me from a would-be thief who was clearly making poor life choices. (Kind of like me, as it turned out.)

F*&% me. Maisy is human. Too young. Too sweet. Too breakable. I’m a Bad Bear. Ten years older. And I play rough. I’m an animal–in bed and out. She walks into my clinic, and my bear growls mine. But I can’t claim her. So I take Moon Cure to keep my beast caged. Tell myself I’ll wait. Then her scheming father tries to sell her future. F*&% that. I marry her on the spot—a fake wedding to save her from a real nightmare.

When the vampire council leader dies, she's asked to lend her academic expertise to the valuable but dangerous artifacts he collected during his lifetime. At the gala to present the collection, an attack sets off a chain of events that leads the supernatural council's best security team on a chase across the globe. The team, led by the mage Jamison de Vere, includes Hawthorne, an elf and expert in ancient botany, Gatlin, a protective shifter, and Mathias, a sophisticated vampire geek.

The moment Declan O’Malley laid eyes on me the universe shifted. His inked muscles, seductive confidence, and bad boy vibes lured me to him. He’s twice my age. He’s experienced. Now I’m in a dark cell. Bound. Cold. Helpless. He’s determined to turn me into his obedient little captive, until I convince him I’ve told him the truth. The spark burns hotter, the hunger between us electric.

Steal back a lost painting and risk the wrath of a powerful mafia boss? Yup, I did that. In the seductive and shadowy underworld of Venice, one man rules with an iron fist. Ruthless mafia boss. King of Venice. Antonio Moretti. I stole his priceless masterpiece, intent on returning it to the museum it was stolen from. And Antonio caught me.

After a terrible divorce left her blindsided, all Evie Quinn wants is a relaxing girls' trip to Scotland, not a fight for her life with a Chimera shifter—an ancient, secretive enemy with the power to shapeshift into anything with a pulse. Surviving the attack is a plus, but her goddess mother drops a bomb on her: Living will change everything. And… it does. Now she's hiding out in a small town running a popular flower shop, doing her best to resist the urge to gnaw on raw meat every chance she gets, and badly pretending she's the same ol' lovable hedgewitch she always was.

Diesel, the MC’s Sergeant at Arms and enforcer, is tasked with not only keeping the club’s property and its members safe but also taking care of “business” when needed. His motto, “live free, die free”, means he sees most women as nags and clingers, and he wants none of that. The last thing he needs is to have one sitting on the back of his bike and trying to dictate his life. Unlike the other DAMC women, Jewel wants to be an ol’ lady. Being born and raised within the club, her goal is to earn her place on back of a brother’s bike. But not just anyone’s.

Five years. That’s how long it took me to find her. Five years after my world shattered, leaving me a scarred and broken man. By then, the girl I knew was gone. In her place stood a woman. One who looked like an angel. An impossible, beautiful angel. I killed for her. Soaked my hands in the blood of those who hurt her and rescued her from hell. But hell has a way of following you. Becoming a part of you. Maybe the only part you recognize. I had every intention of bringing her home. Setting her free. I swear I did. She calls me her avenging angel. But I know the truth. I’m no angel.

I'm a trained assassin. Enlisted by the Fae Corps and instructed to kill, there is no place in my life for a fated mate. Then Gia crashes into my life. Flashing eyes, luscious lips that beg to be kissed. One whiff of her sugary scent and I know she is mine. But she's human, and no way can she withstand the barbaric mating practices of the Fae. I am too lethal. I should stay away. When she takes the hit meant for my target, I cannot let her die. So I do the only thing that will save her life...I form a soul-bond with the unconscious human. I want to make her bend to my will.

She's my nemesis. My prisoner. I'll make her beg for mercy. I'll make her scream my name. I'll make her mine. Sheena Hurston's been a thorn in my side for years. But when she tries to bring my family to ruin, I'm done playing games. She will pay for what she's done. No one comes before my family. Sheena belongs to me.

The man who bought me is sinfully gorgeous—a tatted-up wall of muscle who assures me that I'm safe with him. He can't let me go. Not yet anyway. He and his brothers need my help to find someone. I agree to help them, not having any idea it's going to lead us into a nest of vipers. If their venom doesn't get me… his will. Lines blur between the two of us, and I no longer feel like it's all for show. Because the truth is, Danil owns me… every single part of me. It turns out being owned by the Bratva boss isn't such a bad thing after all.

THE BIG BAD BULLY DOESN’T FALL FOR HIS PREY. Even if she smells like nutmeg, honey, and sin. Even if her chaos and color drips into your black-and-white discipline—and leaves it bleeding. I was raised in a pack that worshipped bloodlines and power. Humans were beneath us—soft, fragile, fleeting things. Fine for entertainment. Never for mating. Especially not for me, heir to one of the most ruthless alphas in the world.

USA Today best-selling author Jane Henry delivers a high-stakes, gritty story of forbidden romance, devastation, and taboo love that knows no bounds. She's barely legal. Under my protection. Fully off-limits. But all mine.

I’m the king of the business world. The Alpha of my pack. No one dares challenge me. Except my new assistant. She questions me to my face and calls me Big Bad Boss behind my back. When I give her an order, she asks me why, with all my billions, I can’t afford some manners. Worse, the little human smells like temptation. She dresses to kill, and I want to sink my teeth into her. One day my control’s going to snap, and a wolf never stops hunting until he’s claimed his prey.

I was born with noble blood in my veins. Heir to a powerful dynasty. Wealth. Power. Aristocracy. Temptations too dangerous to resist. Until someone tried to steal it all. Scarred and broken, I emerged from the flames. Now I’ve returned to take what’s mine.

A violent underground fighter and a Bratva boss, Lev Melnikov, is a walking red flag, but I can't stay away. I need him to teach me how to fight so I can protect myself. Our arrangement is simple… until it's not. Being close to him and feeling his sweaty body against mine makes it impossible to not want more. And once I start touching, I can't stop. I know he's dangerous. I know I should stay away. But I also know I won't, because every part of me is already his. He just needs to take it.

Threatened by university cutbacks, Professor Abigail Bern's only hope is to publish a provocative research paper - soon. Planning to covertly observe behavior in the notorious Dark Haven BDSM club, she takes a receptionist job. When the owner calls upon her to assist in a demonstration, she's appalled. Then fascinated. Under the unyielding hands of the master known as my Liege, she discovers a need to be more than an observer.

Being an entertainment journalist was the last thing I thought I would be doing. I thought once I got my degree, I would be reporting on stories that made a difference, but now all I do is report on who broke up with who and who is dating who. I was over it. Then I got my next assignment. He’s Hollywood’s bad boy.