Brody: I’ll die for me clan. Though, I never met a woman worth a single bullet - until I set eyes on Justice Flowers. Justice’s in trouble, but won’t ask for clan protection. I give it anyway. Justice: I’m living for me now. Although Brody MacKenzie’s tropical blue eyes pierce through me, the rest of him is rugged, deadly. Brody paid my debt without my consent. I never intended to trade in a lunatic, to be chained to the devil. He’ll realize that I won’t submit. And I never will. 

Victor. No last name. Totally mysterious. He doesn't talk. He's insanely hot. And now...I'm supposed to be spending every Thursday with him??? When my dad asked me to tutor the son of an important business associate, I thought I was agreeing to teach a little kid. Victor's definitely not a kid. In fact, it's hard to believe we're even the same age. He's way more powerful than any boy I've ever met. 

In Clan MacKenzie, we fight for each other. We die for each other. And when I fell for Chevelle, those same rules applied to her. She loves me, but hates the family business. So, I hid the villain in me until today. Today, I need to do what must be done and that requires the help of the same people she would rather us keep our distance from.  

I wasn't ready for Jacob Clark. He was sin and dark edges, wrapped in regret. He was my Kryptonite. His words oozed over me like warm honey. His dark eyes pricked my soul, and his touch.... Those fingers set my skin on fire. Of course, he was too good to be true. And before I could wipe the icing off my greedy lips, I was walking away. So, why was he invading my dreams?

I never saw Noah Weston coming. He swept into my life like an unexpected storm, but soon, he was everything to me. Until tragedy struck. One day, I was planning the rest of my life with my soulmate, and the next, I was picking up the pieces of a love so strong, it broke me apart. It took three years to put myself back together. 

The last thing I needed was a call from my old precinct letting me know my knucklehead nephew had been picked up for skipping class. Still, I figured it would be an in-and-out visit. Quick. Simple. But the moment I heard her voice, I should've known it would be anything but easy. 

Alicia Rhodes has had a tough year. Now she is ready to move on from her troubled past and find happiness in the present. But when handsome Quinn Blackhart walks into her driving school - and her heart - her troubles might just be starting. Quinn Blackhart comes from a sprawling Irish family. As the oldest of three brothers, he is a control freak who loves checklists, and the gorgeous driving instructor just earned a place at the top of his to-do list. But then the ghosts from his past come back to threaten Alicia.

A fighter beat my best friend to within an inch of her life, and I lost it.... I stormed into a Russian gym, and threatened an MMA champ with sinfully dark eyes and dangerous muscles. Of course, I’d already cursed every Russian by the time I got to him. He introduced himself as Vassili Resnov, my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach. Only idiots threaten Resnovs, and then they die - which is logical. The Resnov Bratva is the largest crime syndicate in Russia, maybe the world.

I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable. The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was suave and intelligent. We talked and laughed, and something clicked. Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night. With no plans, we made our own. 

After surviving an abusive relationship that landed her in prison, Gemma Peyton just wants a fresh start once she is released. Her focus is to create a new life for herself and put men and relationships on the back burner so she can rebuild. Alex Chambers hasn't felt anything for another woman since his wife died a few years ago. His life is his restaurant until the moment he meets his new waitress. Something stirs within him that's been dormant for a long time.  

Georgina Carlton is on the fast-track road to success. She doesn't have time for distractions like relationships, family, and love because she's seen firsthand how they can complicate things. Unfortunately, Max Hayes didn't get that memo. One look at the petite dynamo and he decides she's a complication worth having and keeping. So he erases the boundary lines when she's not looking, and before Georgina knows it, she's falling in love with the gorgeous farmer and a town she thought she hated. Can she take a chance on him, or will her dream and complicated past get in the way? 

CHUCK - My father’s African American CFO thinks she’s my boss. I’ll have her bent over her desk begging for more before she knows what hit her. If anyone finds out about my intentions with her, I’ll be out on street and shipped off back to London. But I can keep a secret…I bet she can too with these come-hither brown eyes that she can’t keep off me. Nobody says no to Chuck Banks. It’s only a matter of time before she’s MINE.  

The first time I meet Stone Ferraro, it’s hate at first sight, and then, he kidnaps me. On his mafia boss’s orders, but still...not a great first impression. The second time I meet him, he calls me a derogatory name, and I knee him in the balls. Not exactly the sweet social worker look I was going for, but hey, it had to be done. The third time we meet, it’s over my ex-boyfriend’s - his identical twin brother’s - grave, and he shocks me with a mind-melting kiss.

Mila Ali's fiance Warren is killed in a corporate plane crash. Grief wraps around her heart and soul - cushioning her to the outside world and the reality that is now her life. Nothing could have prepared her for such a devastating loss, yet the fragile bubble she has built around her heart is shattered when Mila comes face to face with Blake Baldwin - billionaire, womanizer, Warren's boss, and the owner of that fateful airplane. Mila is not looking for love - been there, done that, but Blake will not rest until Mila Ali is his. 

Mr. Santillian, Despite the fact I'm currently living out of your guest room and sleeping with you most nights, I am writing to announce my resignation, effective two weeks from today. In other words, I'll locate someone who is both obscenely overqualified and willing to devote their days to the handful of tasks you are able to wrench from your perfectionist, micromanaging grip.