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Misha finally has Ava - the first Black prima ballerina in Russia. Now he must clear all chaotic problems and disruptions to focus on his new love. But more enemies crowd the board, ready to defeat him. Can Misha destroy them and keep Ava safe? Just when Ava learns how to navigate the Russian ballet world, Misha introduces her to his underworld. And it is a dark criminal existence full of psychotic killers, felonious hackers, and demented oligarchs seeking revenge. Every facet terrifies her. Can she accept the darkness within Misha and not lose herself in the process?

How in the hell did I end up here - on a heavily wooded road in the middle of a racist county - all alone, with nothing but my twisted mind for protection? After convincing the August Knights Motorcycle Club to allow me to work off a debt my sister owed them, I found myself in the middle of madness and mayhem. I should've known that this was what life inside this dangerous club would be like, right?

Colton Wild isn’t just the famous football player everyone sees on their television screen. I met Colton one summer vacation when we lined up on opposite sides of a flag football field. He was the cocky kid with clear blue eyes and a constant smirk. When he picked me up over his shoulder and ran with me the length of the field, I wanted to hate him. But somehow we were the last two left around the campfire that night. We talked for hours under the stars. And when he kissed me, I didn’t want him to stop. The next morning, I left. I thought I’d never see him again. And for ten years, I didn’t.

I am not a dancer… I am not a bartender… I am not a s*x worker… I do not work the house… I own the house… And, everything that goes on in my house remains in my house. We service the wealthiest clients in all of Clarke. They come for a good time, not a long time. But, then there are those who don’t come for the fun itself. They come for the community. The connection. The Chemist.

Just so it’s clear, I’m not the kind of woman who sleeps around. And I’m especially not the kind of woman who’d ever sell her body for money. At least, that’s not who I used to be. Now, I’m getting on my hands and knees at the orders of the stranger I suddenly call husband. I’m ashamed of what I’m doing. It’s dirty. Wrong. Twisted. And I refuse to acknowledge how good it feels. Especially in front of him.

The Heat of Us is a high-heat, emotionally charged hockey romance centered around instant chemistry, banter, longing, and explosive connection. The story follows Carley and Jax, who collide at a bar in the Poconos and ignite a connection that reshapes both of their lives. Carley is confident, grounded, and quick-witted with emotional depth beneath the surface. Jax is a magnetic, cocky hockey player with controlled intensity and strong emotional undercurrents.

Kazimir and Emily hunt for a traitor in Italy. Constant threats lurk in the shadows. The more puzzle pieces they discover, the more their reality unravels. Dark and deeply erotic, this high-octane romance will lure you into a mystery with deadly twists and turns.

I’m thinking it’s finally got to be my turn. I've got no man and no money. Nothing but a personality and a smile. But maybe that's enough this time. The richest guy in New York is looking for a secretary, and lucky for me, he’s young and as hot as sin. Too bad he’s an alpha asshole rich boy who’s stuck on himself. Nothing I do is right. Throw in a crazy ex and a father that can’t stand anything that breathes in his personal space, and I. Am. Out. He can find someone else to take notes and get his coffee. I’m fine being broke and single. I’ve gotten good at it.

Being murdered by the love of my life was an unfortunate turn of events. Not that I would ever hold that against him. Ari is my twin flame. Together we are two tarred souls bound together for all eternity. After all, he's discovered too many of my dark truths for me to ever let him walk away.

 The first time I met Weston, he was my psychologist. I never planned to see him again. We lived in two different worlds. He was responsible. I was reckless. He was the good guy. They'd labeled me as out-of-control. He was harmony on a warm beach day. I was the hurricane that erupted through. But one night, I called him to rescue me. And he did more than that.

Less than six months. That’s all that stands between me - and freedom. I thought the longer things went on, the easier they’d get. But nothing is ever easy when it comes to Killian Abernathy. They say the line between love and hate is paper thin...and I think I finally understand that sentiment. Because I don’t hate Killian. I hate what he brings out of me. The dark, dirty side of myself that doesn’t fit in with the rest of the world.

I’d loved him and I knew this one wouldn’t make a difference. Our paths were destined to meet. The question was always when. While patience forced the progression of my passion as a ballerina, I longed for him day in and day out. I closed my eyes often, hoping to meet him in the same place I had always–my dreams. What we had couldn’t be duplicated, erased, arranged, diluted, defused, confused, or mistaken for anything else. Fated love. It was rare. It was wild. It was raw. It was real.

All right, all right, I’ll admit I’ve always been a player in more ways than one. What can I say? Human women love to cheer for me—on the rugby field and in my hotel room after my team, the Edinburgh Rovers, has won. But my player days are coming to an end. I need an heir—and fast—if I want to hang on to my title as king of the Scottish Wolves. I’ve already decided Tara Hamilton, my new sister-in-law’s best friend, will become my lucky queen. Just one snag in my plan, though...she feckin’ hates me.

Aaron Townsend has given me a life beyond my wildest dreams. But not even a billionaire can prevent cancer. Now that I’m in remission, this Christmas I’d like a present that is priceless—spending time traveling with my five beautiful children and my husband by my side.

True never guessed that life would be this hard. Being only 25 years old, she should have been being wild, reckless, and having fun, not fighting the hardest battle of her life, alongside a husband who no longer loved her. After their divorce, True wanted to be free and enjoy every day. Falling in love was not in the plan. She most definitely hadn't foreseen falling in love with an arrogant, womanizing hustler like Coop. Yet, she did. However, as soon as True tells him all her truth, he'll revert back to that unbearable goon that wreaked havoc on the streets of Chicago.

Miles, Deacon, and Cassidy are Franklin’s best friends, brothers in every sense of the word. When Franklin asks his brothers to do something unorthodox as his dying wish, the trio has some reservations. When they tell his widow about the oath that they were bound in brotherhood to uphold, will she run or embrace a new phase of her life that includes the three of them?

Thatcher Reed is unhinged. I’ve known that since he held me captive in a cabin at twelve years old. We were both left with the scars from that summer but pardon me for not having sympathy for my kidnapper. It took years and countless therapy sessions to finally move on from Thatcher, only for me to find myself within his reach again.

Dr. Will Montgomery had already given in to his temptations. He’d tasted the forbidden fruit again and again for months. Despite the obstacles, he claimed the beautiful Charlotte Pierce and fell head over heels in love. But a stolen love, a forbidden love, comes at a price. And in the aftermath of their affair, Will finds himself backed into a corner, desperate for an escape from the chaos. Chaos that threatens to destroy him and reveal the secrets he’d kept hidden. And if there’s one thing Dr. Will Montgomery should have learned by now, it's that the truth always comes out.

Aimee has no desire to go to her fifteenth high school reunion... She doesn't remember high school fondly as the chubby, unpopular black girl who was constantly teased. Her night gets even worse when she runs into the man who made her life a living hell in high school. He was the star quarterback, six-foot-five, blue-eyed, and Italian with a traumatizing mean streak. Avoiding him won't be easy.

How the hell did he do it? Aaron had messed with my mind and twisted up my heart, but my body had never been so splendidly ravaged. Stepping away from the August Knights Motor Cycle Club was easy, but leaving Aaron was killing me. Was it crazy for me to want to subject myself to the madness that the group stood for just because I couldn't shake Aaron's hold on me? But, I couldn't go back. I had to consider his safety. I couldn't allow my twisted past to go crashing into the turbulent life he led.