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Secrets. Every one of his brothers in the Blood Fury MC has them. Including Rook. Especially Rook. What he’s done in his past. What he’s involved in currently. What he still needs to do. Even worse, what he’s tempted to do. With someone no one expects. Least of all him. But resisting her is impossible, no matter how much he tries. Problem is, his club’s on the verge of war, so she’s either with the Fury or against them. If she’s against them, she’s against them all. Including Rook. Especially Rook. 

All I knew about life was anger and violence. Pain and suffering. Kill or be killed. I was a “fixer” for the Ruin - a syndicate for the Bratva, Cosa Nostra, Cartel, and any other organized crime faction that dealt in the darker, crueler aspects of humanity. I was a free agent who was called upon to do things weaker men didn’t have the stomach for. And when you surround yourself with death for long enough, soon you don’t remember what it felt like to be alive. And then I saw her. 

Not him. Not that guy, Weston Lively. The one I've hated since law school. The man who gets by on good looks, a fat bank account, and a powerful, political father. Our more-than-just-a-kiss one drunken night changes nothing between us. We’re both still straight. And we still hate each other. It doesn’t matter that we work for the same law firm. We’ve put what happened behind us. Except....oops. It might’ve happened again.

Passion ignites, torn between desire and duty. Love and loyalty collide in the aftermath of war, where Sorin consumes my every thought. Haunted by nightmares, the intensity of our connection blazes brighter than ever. In the dead of night, he visits, whispering promises of a future that weakens...

With this hockey season on the line, I can’t afford any distractions. And a dating reality show is one huge distraction. But there's a surefire way to get out of this dating show contract. All I have to do is get married.

When William stumbles through a portal in the middle of Antarctica, he'll suddenly find himself in a world unlike any he's ever known. Now, he's surrounded by monster girls, vicious warlords, and everything in between. Worse, his only weapon is a magical branding iron, which seems to have one skill and one skill only, to overwrite slave brands. Thing is, monster girls seem pretty grateful about being freed from the tyranny of their masters, and with each one he brands, the stronger he becomes.

“Can we keep you?” After my mom attempts to throw me out—literally—I’m forced to find my own place to live. A sanctuary with peace, quiet, and… Is that another party next door? So, I unknowingly move in next to three bad boy bikers. They’re loud, they’re hot, and they love being in my business, especially the one with chocolate eyes and a delectable dimple. I keep trying to put as much distance between us as possible, but Coty races motorcycles. Closing gaps is his thing. What he doesn’t know is, the walls I put up aren’t for my protection. They’re for his.

Evan Riley lives and breathes hockey. As captain of the struggling Seabrooke Ice Hawks, his singular focus is leading his team to their first playoff appearance in years. Then he meets Luca Barone. One impulsive night with the handsome, enigmatic new team owner leaves Evan breathless—but...

A few long weeks after being reluctantly ripped from the comforting embrace of her sacred prophet's religious commune - the only life she has ever known - a terrified Delilah is thrust into a world enveloped by evil and swimming in sin. Steadfastly devout in her faith, and retaining the deep belief that her soul is innately tarnished as a branded "Cursed woman of Eve", Delilah is determined to find her way home to her people in The Order and away from the corrupt and damned outlaw motorcycle club - The Hades Hangmen.

Two years ago, I retired from the army and started my life as a civilian. I have a job I love, friends who are my family, and more secrets than I can count. I might not be a soldier anymore, but I can’t seem to let the past go. It haunts me, and has made it impossible for me to truly be who I am. Then Shane is hired by my company and we're teamed up to work on a project. He’s young, handsome, and he has a knack for making me forget who I’m supposed to be.

Two Stand-Alone Stories: CROSS MY HEART and SEALED WITH A KISS.

He's everything I don't want. A playboy. A beast with a cunningly gorgeous smile. Faces like his only mean one thing. Somewhere underneath all of that handsomeness, there lies a monster. And if anyone can sense a monster, it's me. I understand cruelty. I've lived and breathed it my entire life. I existed on the "charity" of others until I realized that it wouldn't be enough. My demons would soon be set free. They were coming back for me, and to be ready, I needed to make myself invincible. If I'm going to survive, then I need to make an alliance with a monster of my own: Abel Frazier.

My father had just sold me off. Bartered my body to erase his debt to the very devil himself. A Beast of a man. Literally. A creature whispered about amongst the villagers and feared by all. He was a beastly visage at three times the size of a man, his monstrously huge body covered in fur. Sharp fangs and eyes that held an unearthly red glow. He had paw-like hands tipped with claws and horns that arched back from his inhuman face. I was to live with him, to be his in every way—all ways—he saw fit.

Detective Quinn Hughes doesn't have many regrets in life, but Sebastian Devlin is the biggest. As a cop and a defense lawyer, the deck was stacked against them to start with, but Quinn was the one who left a burning inferno behind him. Missing his chance with ex-Special Forces Commando Peyton Sinclair is a close second on his regrets list, but Quinn isn't going to ruin the happiness Peyton has found with fellow police officer Will McMahon for anything—not even a chance at his own happiness.

Psychic detective seeks rigid unbeliever for impossible romance. Yoga a plus. Kevin Quinn is living with new psychic abilities he refers to as the 'gift that keeps on taking.' His attempts to use his talents to help the police meet with limited success. Yet, when teenage boys go missing from Southern California beach cities, Kevin gets on a plane to his hometown, where he faces his father, who turned his back on Kevin once before.

I'm a decorated Marine general who doesn't have time for relationships. I've tried - they just don't work out - and I've never lost sleep over it. Then I meet her. Brenna is easily the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. The first time she blushes under my stare, it's game over. She's going to need to learn that I'm in charge and trust that I always mean what I say, because I'm not letting her go.

Every year, for the past four decades, Dr. John Perry, head of the Twinkleton Paranormal Society, hosts a gala ball and invites the quaint Oregon village’s most notable citizens (both living and dead) to attend a Ghost Walk. This year is no different—with one exception. This year, John Perry will vie for the role of Ghost of Honor.

My kids are a**holes. Yeah, I said it. I said the thing no father is supposed to say about their children, and I'll say it again because I miss my wife. Serena's checked out and now resides in "yes, dear" robot mode, complete with a new eye twitch. Reason being the impish elves we spawned are currently sucking the life out of her—daily. Thanks to Gracie and Peyton, my patience is hanging by the last orange bulb on a very thin green wire. Thank God we're headed to Triple Falls. A week of Ruby's eggnog and a little change of scenery could be just what the woman I love needs.

Shayna is having a run of bad luck. Abducted by aliens, frozen in a cryopod, then thawed out and tossed into a cage to be a meal for a giant sentient spider! Could things possibly get any worse? The Spider Alien's Bite is a slow-burn alien/human romance intended for adult listeners.

Just when I thought I was making progress with Ronan, Wells, Abel, and Bishop, all hell breaks loose. I don’t know who to trust, and the accusations flying around leave me wondering if I’m to blame for the chaos…or if I’m about to expose the truth once and for all. More than my heart is at stake here.