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My days as MC president are numbered. From the outside, the Ironwood Lords of Carnage are involved in a full-on war. It's an existential threat to the club. On the inside, there's another kind of war ravaging me. It's only a matter of time until it takes me out. It's a race against the clock. And the clock will win.

Is there life after loss? Lee Glenn doesn't think so. Crushed by grief after the death of her wife, the co-owner of a private security company retreats from the world. But love doesn't give up easily. Lee's old friend and business partner convinces her to take on what seems to be a minor, personal-protection detail job. The assignment whisks her far from home to rural Saskatchewan, where she is pulled from her darkness and pain by the fascinating characters around her.

No princess is guaranteed a happy ending. We have to fight for it. The Blood Fae infiltrate my lands, seeking to take over the Four Kingdoms. Their high leader wants my brother dead...and because her body is decaying, she wants to wear me as her new second skin. I'm not in the mood to be turned into a coat, or to bury my brother. I just saved him and united my males. I intend to enjoy this new life of mine and these four handsome, exasperating Fae kings. Time for me to teach these males of mine how to kick some vampire tushy. It's a nice kingdom we've got here...if we can keep it.

My twin brother, Faer, wants to see me either dead or married to the sea prince and dragged into the deep. He doesn't care which, as long I lose my claim on our throne. But I can't abandon our people to his cruelty. At least I have three of the best knights in the four Fae kingdoms on my side: Azrael, the charming prince who hates to love me. Duncan, the grouchy warrior who loves to hate me. And Tiron, my true friend - who has his own secrets that just might drown us.

Carter Griffin, enforcing officer for the Seattle Wolf Pack, has a problem. He's been offered the promotion of his dreams...if he can find a wife to prove he's over his playboy ways. But Carter's already walked the matrimonial road and bought the stinkin' t-shirt. Besides, a werewolf only gets one fated mate. Been there, done that.

My name may be Romeo, but I'm far from romantic. My brother betrayed the family, forcing me into the role of underboss beneath the criminal mastermind that is our father. I've never been a merciless criminal, and my father tests my resolve by giving me a stolen woman, knowing the situation disturbs me. What he doesn't know is the disheveled beauty intrigues me.

Former FBI agent Abe Royal believes in hard work, justice, and a suit for every occasion. He's hot on the trail of an elusive book thief when he realizes he's being followed...by a sultry, cunning stranger. Ambitious, young detective Sloane Argento has just been handed the case of a lifetime. It's a challenge she's prepared to meet head-on. Until she finds herself in a sexy game of cat-and-mouse with the devastatingly handsome competition. Tempting the sinful devil hidden beneath his cool facade might just become as much a priority as capturing the criminal.

Eva Van Buren. Ten years ago, I was this close to getting my hands on that tight little body. Now, she's my physical therapist. I've never forgotten her beauty: blonde hair, amazing sapphire eyes, toned legs..and the way she moves, every step turning me on. There's just one little problem with our unexpected reunion. She f--king hates me. I don't care. Life has given me another shot, and I'm not wasting it. While Eva works to get me back on my feet, I'll be doing everything possible to get her off of hers...and into my bed.

Roxy Quinn - tattooed goddess, daughter of punk rockers, and general beautiful badass - thought she’d never see Edward Cavendish III again. The wealthy British hotelier wandered into her dingy New York City tattoo parlor, a little drunk and a lot brokenhearted. And very, very charming. After a night of panty-disintegrating passion, Roxy sends him on his way. She has zero time to pursue the suit-wearing sex god. Not when her business is failing. Not when her employees are counting on her.

Ben McCallister wasn’t like any man attorney Harper Finch had ever dated. For one, his hands were rough and calloused from working all day at his mechanic shops; two, his muscled arms, back, and chest were covered in tattoos; and three, he rode a Harley. But there was something about this bearded man…how gentle and caring he was with her — outside the bedroom, that is. But his manners in the bedroom? Let’s just say he didn’t have any — which suited Harper just fine. He was a dream come true. If only she were allowed to dream anymore…

When Amber Archer inherits a mysterious house from relatives she thought were long dead, she sees it as her ticket out of the current chaos consuming her New York life. A little time out in the sticks can't hurt, can it? Nestled in the middle of nowhere is The Willows, the premier racing stables in Kentucky owned by Rowan Payton. The loss devastated her, and she doesn't want to feel that way ever again. Her controlled and ordered life isn't ready for the tornado of a city girl.

Logan Black, former Marine and bodyguard for the Seattle Wolf Pack, hates weddings and has no plan to walk the path to matrimonial misery. But when he's hired to protect a hot-to-trot wedding planner with a werewolf stalker, he's forced to put his feelings aside. Not such an easy task when the damsel can turn him on with a single smoldering glance.

Do it right, or don’t do it at all. London Chantelle’s mantra has brought her to the brink of success as a public relations consultant. Landing a contract with Whitestone International will push her career to the next level - if her ideas get past the firm’s legal “Gladiator”, Carson Drake. When he enters the boardroom, filling it with his commanding presence, her belly flips in a way that spells trouble.

In the first of this two-part tantalizing collection of erotic lesbian short stories, strong women let their masks slip and explore thoughts they never dared imagine.

I knew I’d never have the luxury of choosing my own wife. An arranged marriage was a sacrifice men in my position had to make for their families. It wasn’t something I looked forward to, but it had to be done. I just never imagined my father would choose her to be my bride: Daniela Moretti, the daughter of my enemy...and I intended to treat her as such. Since the day she set foot in my house as my wife, my loathing of her turned into something deadlier than hate. Her strength intrigued me. Her fight seduced me. And I started seeing more in her than just Moretti blood.

"Come up to my room with me...." The invitation came in a deep, husky voice as I was sobbing into my floral arrangement and consuming all the alcohol during the lowest night of my life. I should have said no. It was wrong to accept the handsome soldier's offer. But I was hurting. I wanted those rough hands and those soft lips and that sculpted body on me. I was never supposed to see him again. But two years later, he's here - in Copper Heights - just as tall, rugged, and charming as the night we met.

Ben Riggs says he loves me. He says he hasn't stopped thinking about me since he broke my heart and chased me out of town all those years ago. I say, liar liar pants on fire. And boy, do those bright yellow, flame-resistant fireman pants look good on him. I'm aching to feel those big, rough hands clenching on my hips and to collect on the illicit promises burning in his dark blue eyes. Self-control goes up in flames every time he flashes that arrogant smile. So I give in - because a woman has needs. (Am I right, ladies?) He can have my body, but my heart is off-limits.

Boredom and booze inspire Jac Lanier to accept an unusual wager from her best friend to seduce Lauren Blaine, a beautiful coworker, within a month. One small problem: The woman is straight. Not to mention engaged. And a complete stranger. Nonetheless, Jac is pretty confident that she'll win. Naturally, her plan goes awry - after all, if you sow an onion seed, you won't harvest a peach. Will Jac reap the bitter fruit of her games when the truth comes out? Will Lauren turn the tables on her?

Harper Brown is a snarky pain in Sebastian Hastings' ass. His brother's assistant not only seems to hate his guts, but she's also not afraid to talk back to him and tempting enough to distract him from the billions he should be earning. Then, pictures of their one hot kiss leak to the gossip mags, and Sebastian has a brilliant idea. What better way to get the gold diggers off his back than to take himself off the market? It's the perfect solution. Except as things with Harper heat up, it becomes harder for Sebastian to remind himself that she's only playing his fiancée for the money.

I can't stand Clinton Alvarez. My life was meticulously organized, painstakingly structured, and impeccably sanitary...until he rolled into town with his bad manners, his short temper, and his cocky smirk. Now, he's opened up his grungy barbershop right next door to my pristine cupcake shop, bringing along his clientele of sketchy, leather-loving motorcycle guys with broken noses. He's infuriating. Having him around brings out the worst in me. All of a sudden, I'm acting on impulse.