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I’m chasing a dream here. And I’m so close to having everything I ever wanted. But I can’t start over when I’m still on the run. Before I can become the girl I want to be, I’ll need to deal with the girl I left behind.

I get it. Stripping naked and letting your boyfriend’s best friend paint your body in order to sell custom motorcycles isn’t the ideal way to start a brand-new relationship. Add in a TV reality show, another best friend who seems determined to make me notice him, and the little fact that in order to get paid I will have to strut my stuff in public wearing nothing but body paint. Yeah. There’s not a chance in hell that Ronin is going to be okay with all this.

Rook Walsh appeared out of nowhere like a dark angel sent to steal my soul. And I could just tell that she was broken, and beaten, and scared. So I made her an offer of a lifetime. She needed a job and I needed a certain "type" of girl for a modeling contract worth millions of dollars called Tragic. I was warned to keep my hands to myself. I was warned not to get involved. I was warned not to ruin her. (The way I ruined the last one.) But I don’t take orders - I give them.

They told me Noah Pearson was gorgeous. Sinful. A successful venture capitalist. A Hollywood playboy. The kind of man I can usually spend the night with, then walk away from, no strings attached. No one told me I’d become addicted. Noah is all wrong for me. He’s charming and scandalous. He tears down all the careful walls I live behind. But when he talks dirty to me in that voice as smooth as whiskey, it isn’t long before I’m throwing out my rule book and agreeing to a sexy, no-emotions-allowed fling.

Darling Arrow, I shouldn’t be writing this. It’s not as if I’m ever going to send you this letter, and there are a million reasons why. First of all, I was sent to this reform school as a punishment for a petty, totally inconsequential crime. Not to ogle the principal’s hot son around the campus. Second of all, you’re a giant jerk. You’re arrogant and moody and so cold. Sometimes, I think I shouldn’t even like you.

This job comes with benefits. I knew that from the moment I laid eyes on her: Summer Sorensen, party queen, super-hot DJ, and soon-to-be rock star. She’s sexy, sassy, strong. But she’s in danger. I know she doesn’t want to hire me. She doesn’t want to need me, but she does. And this job is getting more complicated by the hour.

Hell fractured my soul into dust and left me broken, yet I deserved so much worse. Finally free from Lucifer’s torment, I must atone. But the lives I took and the pain I caused haunt me every day. Half angel, half demon, but nowhere near whole. Until I meet her. I should not want Zoe Dawes, but she whispers her desires in my dreams and chases away my nightmares. When an ancient evil returns, only I can stop him.

I'm a computer nerd who can't keep a girlfriend, but now I've got the best job ever as assistant manager at Au Naturel Naturist Resort. As a naturist - aka nudist - I'm right at home here. Until Mara Severins shows up. She's wicked hot, but the girl thinks "naturist" means birdwatching, and when she catches her first glimpse of all the naked guests here, she freaks out. What else can I do? My job, that's what. I take care of the guests, which means I have to babysit Mara. It would help if I didn't develop an, um, embarrassing condition every time I see her.

Nate Brady and Myra West have been keeping a secret, though not just from their group - also from each other. Getting married when they were barely adults wasn’t in the cards when they made their plans for their future. Divorcing one another amid pain and heartbreak wasn’t either. Years have passed, wounds have scabbed over and scarred, but their anger remains. If the two can open themselves to the impossible, they might be able to take that second chance. Only they’ll also have to fight their fears, the lies between them, and the desire they thought long gone.

Macon Brady remembers every moment he lay on the ground, a bullet in his chest, his life bleeding out with each pulse. Yet his nightmares aren’t the only thing keeping him up at night. Dakota Bristol left her ex with nothing but the clothes on her back and her child in her arms. She’s been hurt before and wants nothing to do with the shadows in Macon’s eyes. The problem? Her son loves him, and the more time she spends with the man, the more she’s afraid she’ll come to love him just as much. Danger always comes back to haunt those who run.

I’m the oldest of all the Dixon boys. Yeah, that family. And, yeah, that Dixon. The one with a notorious temper and devastating fists. My family tried everything short of giving up on me, but there’s only one person who can calm me. Savannah Riley Dixon. Girl next door. My best friend. Sweeter than honey and stronger than whiskey. And the answer to my enraged soul.

Gracie Cain is a healer. I'm Noah Jarvis, a cold-hearted killer. We had one night. The best night. Then she thought she could strut out my front door and my life, right after announcing she was my best friend's baby sister. "Give me a memory, Noah." That's what she said...right after she rendered me stupid in the shadows at a wedding reception. I did everything I could to figure her out. She wore more veils of armor than I've seen in a lifetime. On the outside, she was strong and self-assured. But within those beautiful, guarded blues? She was laced with vulnerability and grief.

No one would say Keelie Lockhart isn’t determined. Taking on the role of both mom and dad to her two young kids, she’s managing life the best she can. Saddled with a century-old dilapidated farmhouse she can’t afford, a bevy of goats, two dogs, and a geriatric donkey, the last thing she has time for is a man - even if that man is a knight whose shining armor comes in the form of worn-in jeans and work boots.

When her path led her to the middle-of-nowhere Virginia, she found the perfect place to hide. A woman on the run, Maya had no business befriending anyone, let alone allowing herself to become involved with a man...especially after her last experience. Even so, she couldn’t help but become obsessed with the bruised, battered, and beautiful killer who walked into her life.

In the Virginia countryside outside of Washington, DC, Addy Wentworth was on a mission to make a new life for herself. When the opportunity arose, she settled in horse and wine country. Experiencing more than her fair share of tragedy and loss, she had plans for her future, one where failure wasn’t an option. And not just because people and cows were counting on her. She’d poured everything she had into her struggling vineyard, because once she’s in, she’s all in.

W-246 is one of the last cyborgs sent to Mars to work on the terraforming project. While he doesn't remember how he became a cyborg, he has accepted his new role as a territorial judge...until he encounters Cherry. He knows he could never forget a woman like her - so why does she seem so familiar?

Belinda Baker and I were not made for each other. We are not soul mates, or lovers, or even frenemies. She is the one who needed to get away. What we had together wasn’t blind love, it was sick rage. We were a match made in hell, it was hate at first sight, and when she walked away from me and never looked back - it was a relief. It was bliss. So why did I travel 2,000 miles so I could be near her? Why can’t I stop thinking about this girl I never want to see again?

My life with Damien has always been magical, and never more so than during the holidays, a time for us to celebrate the hardships we’ve overcome and the incredible gift that is our family. Over the years, he has both protected and cherished me. He has made my life more rich and full than I could ever have imagined. This year, he’s treating me and our daughters to a holiday in Manhattan. With parades and ice skating, toy displays and candies. And, most of all, with each other.

He was dirty, then he was bad, now he's just plain wild. Like all the men of Walker Security, when he fell for his woman, he fell hard. Some might call his love for Priscilla a weakness, but you might as well call her a weapon. You hurt her, vengeance is coming, and his name is Adrian.

He was dirty. That's how Priscilla met him. She was all about just how dirty he was and, in fact, had to be. Now, he's just plain bad. When you cross a man like Adrian Ramos, you find out just how bad he can be. Priscilla started out as an enemy, became a lover, and now, she is his obsession.