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It's Grace's turn to find her happily ever after...but she's fallen for the reclusive mountain man named Bear! When a shocking package arrives at the doorstep of her cottage, she knows her world has just turned upside down - times two!

Ren is finally getting used to the idea that she's the last dragon shifter alive - destined to take four alpha shifters as her mates and unite all shifter kind - when more trouble looms on the horizon. The rogue group that slaughtered her family is still out for blood, and they don't care who they hurt along the way. Ren and her mates set out to quash the rebellion once and for all. But the rogues have allies in unexpected places, startling enough to shake Ren's resolve.

I had everything I ever wanted, living the dream, at least that's what I always thought. The night we met, we had an instant attraction, but she was with someone else. When we reunited a few months later, that pull was still there, stronger than ever. So strong that even though she was hundreds of miles away, I pursued her. I told myself that I just wanted to get to know her. Deep down I knew it was more.

I always thought love was black and white. You meet the girl and within the first meeting you'd know if she's the one. You live happily ever after. My concept was a little off, but it worked for me. I don't waste my time with women I don't see a future with. The day I met Whitney, I didn't get hit with the love bug, nothing spectacular happened, at least not how I expected it to. She's everything. Everything I thought I wanted, and everything I never thought I would. Now that I've found her, it's time to build our future.

I'm good in a boardroom, but I'm better in the bedroom. Much better. I can charm the skirt off any woman in one encounter. I'll even give her an orgasm before I put her in a cab. Or three. No more or she'll start making plans for the future and I'm not into that. Or I wasn't until Genevive Fasbender. She's the first woman in five years that I want to spend the whole night with. And she's the first woman who's told me I'm not what she wants in a lover, even after multiple O's.

As a sniper in the military, I shot on sight. But now, the only thing I have eyes for is Brooklyn, the new bartender at PJ's. Her curvy hips, those pouty lips; I want to touch every inch of her skin. I'll bend her over my bike and show her how a Bad Disciple really rides. But Brooklyn is hiding something - a secret that could rip us and the club apart. I killed her brother overseas. And now it haunts me in our streets. I’ll convince Brooklyn to stay with me. I never miss a target, and this time the bullseye is her heart.

It's Valentine's at the Spread Eagle leather club, but the only sub Jack's even spoken to belongs to his best friend, Marcus - and all Bret did was con him into taking a stupid bet. It is not going to be a good Valentine's night.

As a single father of two girls and the sergeant at arms for the Cursed Ravens Motorcycle Club, Jack “Knuckles” Chester doesn’t have much free time. And having earned his road name from his reputation as a fighter, Knuckles isn’t one to back away from a challenge. But what he'll never admit out loud is that his two daughters have changed him irrevocably, softened him even. And these two girls are the only women who will ever hold his heart forever. That is, until he meets Celina.

Sterling Vance is focused on two things: building his bodyguard agency and finding a nice, commitment-minded woman to date. The first one is easy - winning in business comes naturally. The second? Tricky, especially in the online dating world. At least when it comes to his friend's pregnant daughter, he's sure of himself. She got into trouble, so it makes perfect sense to move her into his place. Until unexpected attraction shoots them straight from platonic to "pass the lube".

As the ever dutiful daughter at her father's prestigious real estate firm, Frankie Jordan never mixes business with pleasure. But after meeting her new client, Derek Block, her sexual fantasies have turned into intense cravings. This animalistic man has become the object of her desire. Only she can't have him.

Shy, awkward, and with troubles of her own, Bell Johnson is no stranger to hiding her pain. When Jesse forces himself into her life, she's at risk of her defenses crumbling. Does Bell have the strength to survive Jesse and his demons, or is she fated to become another casualty in the self-destruction of Jesse Carter?

It's all part of his sick game. A game he's been planning for an entire decade. Now everything is perfect: one woman and one man have been selected. They used to be a couple - and they can no longer stand one another. They are the perfect victims. He doesn't intend for the game to be easy. He wants to push them to the brink of insanity, to make his hunt real.

Raised on fame and fortune, Liam McGuire is a spoiled man-child. His handsome face blinds the world, but I see through it to what he is inside. Ugly. When his tour bus rolls off the road, Liam's rushed to the hospital where I work. A jagged scar runs the length of his face, ruining his good looks and jeopardizing his career. As his nurse, I'm around him more than I'd like, but the more I get to know him, the more I realize the world wasn't blind to him. I was.

Logan McPherson is devastatingly handsome, fearless, and haunted by deadly ties. Elle Sterling is breathtakingly beautiful, determined, and in harm's way. They should have parted. They didn't. And now time is running out. One hundred sixty-eight hours. That's all that remains. While Logan fights to save them, Elle is forced to make a choice that could change everything.

Some people judge me because I strip for a living, but I don't give a shit about those assholes. I play hard but f--k harder. And no woman is going to change that. When I meet JoJo, I expect a one-night stand, but a revealing photograph pushes us together, and now she needs me to be more than that. For JoJo, I can be more than a stripper - I can be her man. Except I know she's hiding something...and I can't protect her if I don't know her secrets.

I've seen the way women in line behind the velvet rope look at William Fox, like he's an Armani-clad St. Peter at the pearly gates. Except, Panic isn't heaven, and this bouncer is no saint. He's been tempting me to sin ever since I started working here, but Fox's slick smile and bad-boy swagger tell me everything I need to know about him. Still, a girl has needs. And Fox looks ready to fulfill every last one - at least for a night....

Ten years ago, Whitney Gable caught me off guard with her long legs and grab-you-by-the-balls blue eyes. I didn't know or care what her name was. Like any Riscoff worth the family name, I went after what I wanted. We burned like a flash fire until she married another man. She hates me, and she should. I objected on her wedding day. Now she's home, with those same long legs and man-eater stare, but there's no ring on her finger. They say a Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after, but I'm not done with Whitney Gable.

I'm playing it cool, clean, and professional...until I meet Roman Bianchi. He's not an insecure nerd or an ego-hole like the other kings of Silicon Valley. He's charming and handsome. He's fun, funny, and smart. He's also in the office across the hall.

Joel and Jethro. Roommates. Total hunks. Inseparable friends. Hot as hell. Meet my fantasy boyfriends. Aren't they just the sexiest, cutest thing? I know, right? They totally are. They are hot, too hot for a quiet - and obsessed with them - girl working in a bookshop. That'd be me, by the way. There's also the tiny problem of Joel wanting another girl. And as for Jethro, well...he doesn't do girls. Or maybe he doesn't do relationships.

Unruly Jethro and cocky Joel are now officially my boyfriends. My Candy Boys. I moved in with them, and I expected things to be tense, awkward. I was wrong. This feels so right, and, well, hot. These boys are so hot. The boys and me, we're solid. However, doubt still lingers. I mean, Joel's parents hate each other. Jethro's dad killed his mom, for chrissakes. So I wonder if true love really exists. Love that doesn't fade over time. You know, the kind that withstands nightmares and bad jokes, unwashed dishes in the sink, and lack of lube. Yeah, that happened.