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Logan Hartson. Successful restaurateur. Smooth, suave, and sophisticated—a demon in a designer suit. Courtney Roberts. Small town with a big heart. Cut off jeans and dusty ponytails. A farm girl through and through. They're from different worlds. But from the moment their lives collide on a dirt track, the chemistry is off the charts. For a few stolen nights, everything is perfect. And then they say goodbye. She never thought she'd see him again. But nature has other plans. The serious kind. Now she just has to tell him the truth.

I'm the girl with a broken heart. I've spent years making sure no one got too close to me, but one night changed everything. The men that I love have sent me away, where they say I'll be safe. They couldn't protect me from getting hurt and it gutted them. Now, someone else is out there, watching me. Waiting to attack. They thought they were protecting me, but they were wrong. Because we're stronger together. And once I go back to the Devil's Regents MC, I'm never leaving their sides again.

They say every proud man must fall. Mortals who fancy themselves gods will one day kneel. I thought myself invincible; Apollo on Earth. Mocked my brother when he succumbed to such a fate. Before I noticed the blue-haired nymph lurking in the background. Cora Astor shouldn’t have come to this island. She sneered in my direction, beguiling me with her disgust. As a Wolfe, hunting is in my blood. Getting what I want is my nature. Even when I know I can never have it. Though I cannot keep her, I plan to relish the chase.

Nobody asked him to step in. I had everything under control, but by the time I shuffled onstage, there was no chance to stop him. Men ogled and touched as I offered my body and soul to the highest bidder, and I could tell my stranger didn’t like what he saw. Or maybe he did. Maybe he liked it too much, and that was why his number shot up. A quarter billion dollars and one existential crisis later, Cash Primrose was dragging me down the aisle in the name of convenience. I suppose it could be worse.

Jameson Fox is the most infuriating, arrogant, frustrating, presumptuous, self-important alphahole I have ever met. He stole my company from me five years ago. Now, he’s made me an offer I can’t refuse: fake marry him, and he’ll give it back. The only catch: we have to stay married for one year or I get nothing.

My dreams of going pro are at my fingertips. But in one moment, one hit, those dreams come crashing down around me. The money, the fame, the life I wanted to give my mother. All gone. Once I was Kingston "The King" Reyes. Women and men had chanted my name, worshiped me. Now, I work as a postal worker by day… and at night, I crawl into the dark, seedy underbelly of sin. An illegal underground fight club, where I still reign with my fists, but where every fight could be my last.

I'm the girl with a past that's come back to haunt me. I've spent years trying to move past the trauma that he inflicted on me. There were moments I didn't think I'd live to see the next day. I thought he was dead. I was wrong. So wrong.

My new security team is everything I imagined it to be: three strong, hot men that would take a bullet for me. But the "good girl" of Hollywood needs more than just protection. No sketchy stories. No unbelievable rumors. Except for the one I have with my co-star. My fans don't know that my heart belongs to the men in my bed. The SEALs have me thinking about them between cut and action. They hate that I have to pretend to love my co-star for publicity.

I'm the girl who hides in the shadows where it's safe and no one can touch me. I've spent the last six years trying to fade into the background, but one knock on my door changes everything. It's time to pay on a promise I made the day my life was saved.

Monsters don't hide in dark alleys. They lurk in plain sight, clawing into your soul with cordial smiles. They wear Armani, they drive Cadillacs, they attend fundraising balls... And they rule the city with a merciless fist. The Familia is a mystery to most, and sitting on its throne is Kage Malvagio. Vile. Sadistic. Painstakingly beautiful. Some say: Ask for forgiveness, never permission. Kage asks for neither—especially when he gets his hands on me. I should hate him. I should run at the first chance I get. But how could the devil be so bad when he looks at me like that?

My fall from grace was one for the books. All it took was his word against mine for everything to topple. Liar. Slut. Snitch. Now, I wear my shame like a scarlet letter pinned to my chest. People say I ruined his life. Except he’s the one who irrevocably broke me - my heart, my body, my soul...my will to live.

After years of turmoil, my life was finally looking up. I was launching my career as an artist at one of the hottest galleries in New York City, I’d reunited with my family, and most of all, for the first time in my life, I was in love. There was only one thing that could derail my happiness: guilt over my forbidden love for my sister’s boyfriend. After finally confessing our feelings, Sinclair and I left for Paris to experience what our relationship could look like if we were ever free to be together. Before long, tragedy strikes at the heart of my family, beckoning us home.

Lenny Primrose is a puppet; a temptress sent to make my life bloody miserable. Adored by the public and used for her father’s benefit. Every man wants her, and every woman wants to be her. She’s good for my reputation. That’s the only reason I agree to the little devil’s proposal. I’m game. Willing to play pretend to get what I want. Until what I want is her. Now, there are no rules. I’ll wage a war against the world just to keep her. Even the deadliest men have their vices, and she happens to be mine.

Within the tangled roots of grief, we stand to lose so much. No one ever acknowledges what we stand to gain. Strength. Perspective. Appreciation. Resilience. And sometimes, every once in a while, if you're truly lucky… There is love. After an emotional cliffhanger, we finally get inside Cal's head and discover his secrets, along with more details of his tragic past that have been keeping him from Lucy.

Esme had thought she was free, but a shocking revelation forces her to return to Stonewood. There she must deal with life-altering secrets and lies, as well as face the consequences of running away. Caleb is angrier than ever, hell-bent on punishing her for what he considers to be the greatest betrayal. As she delves deeper into the past with the aid of unlikely allies, even more secrets resurface, making her and everyone around her question the very foundation of their lives.

After the shocking ending of Collision, Merritt Adams is now faced with the emotions she's buried for almost a decade. While her boyfriend goes off to fulfill his rock star dreams in California, Merritt is left to her own devices. She drowns her sorrows in alcohol, and spirals out of control. She's headed down a familiar dark path—one that led her father to take his own life.

Ty is every girl's dream—physically, anyway. Personally? He's every nightmare. Arrogant, obnoxious, and irresistible to a fault. He can tempt even sensible girls like me to act recklessly. If only I could escape him. He's friends with my roommate's boyfriend, so naturally, he invades my space—a lot. Ty comes to my yoga classes and taunts me with his flirtatious smirks and muscled arms. His chiseled body and tattoos might be perfect for his unconventional profession, and I try my hardest not to be fascinated by him like many other women.

He's a killer. A monster. A thief. He stole me; ripped me from a life I thought was mine, and forced me into his. There was no negotiating. No choice to be made. No way out. He says once I give him what he wants, he'll let me go. But I don't believe him. Taunting me, humiliating me, hunting me...it thrills him. He's addicted to my tears, and amused by my suffering. I know he won't stop until he breaks me. But I won't go down without a fight.

Men who betray the trust of the most powerful mafia kingpin in New York rarely live to make the same mistake a second time, but I'm not one of Antonio Volante's soldiers. I'm his wife. So I got his belt instead of a bullet. Even though I did what I did for the sake of someone dear to us both, my husband doesn't plan to let me keep my secrets any longer. That's why I'm bare and bound with my punished ass sore inside and out, begging desperately for the climax he's kept me on the edge of for so long.

With one look at Leonardo Volante, I knew he'd be the kind of husband who takes off his belt when his bride is sassy. But I wasn't expecting to be ordered to strip the moment we were wed. Or to be quite so shamefully wet when he bared me... Even before he saw the arousal glistening on my thighs, he knew I needed him to bend me over, redden my ass, and then take me so roughly that I scream his name as he makes me his.