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My trip to Italy shattered my dreams. I just wanted to connect with our family’s roots, but that meant defying my father’s wishes. I was looking for truth and goodness. All I found was darkness and deceit. And one man who embodies it all: the capo dei capi, Raffaele Romano. Raffaele saved my life—then stole my trust. But my broken heart still pulses for him. When his enemies follow me home to Michigan, I realize I’ll never be free of him. Now I’m right back where it started.

When a mysterious man rescues her from near death, a young woman finds herself in the throes of a dark and dangerous storybook romance, where pleasure reigns but happy endings are no guarantee.

Professor Sutton Dupont's tenure at Avernia College is as complicated as his family's bloody history. Still, when the most irresistible temptation he's ever faced slinks into his classroom, Sutton finds himself desperate enough to risk it all. After years of trying to make a name for herself in Hollywood, Elle Anderson winds up a college freshman at twenty-five, running from her past and lying to everyone she knows—especially the green-eyed professor whose forbidden kiss has her starving for more.

At this point, I'm starting to lose track of how many people are trying to ruin my life. My parents. My ex and his mistress. Pasha's enemies (and believe me, there are a lot of those). But Pasha abandoning me in the hardest moment I've ever faced is the cherry on top. He swore he'd be here... but he's not. Until, suddenly, he is. The problem is, that might be worse. Because the man I loved has turned into something else. A monster. A stranger. And our happily ever after has never looked farther away

I ducked into a bar on a stormy night and met a smoldering, enigmatic stranger with the body of an athlete and eyes like a wolf on the prowl. He was gorgeous, he said all the right things, and he gave me the hottest night of my life. And a fake name. The next day, I died of humiliation when I found out who he really was.

At seven years old, Ella Sunbury and Max Manning were inseparable—until life scattered them in different directions, forcing Ella to abruptly leave town. A decade later, she returns for their senior year of high school, moving in across the street from her childhood best friend. But she's not the same girl Max once knew. She now lives in the shadow of her brother: a notorious felon on death row, convicted of a crime that shook the nation. Reeling from the fallout and shunned by her peers, all Ella wants is to fade into the background.

The good news is I was recently named head coach of the Portsmouth Whalers hockey team, the youngest coach in the NHL for their newest expansion team. The bad news? Brace yourself. I wish I had when I found out my half-brother just took his life. When I got up off the floor I also found out he left me with a mountain of debt-and his baby daughter.

I’ve been alone long enough. As a chart-topping country singer, I’m living the dream. While my family is all back in Austin, embracing their happily-ever-afters, I’m on the road on a sold-out tour. I should feel ecstatic, yet all I am is lonely. Maybe that’s why I find myself drawn to a fan who pops up at one of my shows. Something about the way he watches me on stage has me thinking… he knows my secret. And after the first kiss, I can’t seem to let him go. But Jensen Miles has some secrets of his own: He isn’t just a regular fan. He’s a preacher.

What happens when you're injured and stuck with the one man who makes your blood heat in a way you've never experienced before? I've been on a path to redemption. Kayce Wilder, former screw-up. The bareback bronc rider with big dreams. I had it all figured out. Only, I didn't count on a ride gone wrong to leave me with no other option than to ask for his help. Zeke Rainer. Raine. The gruff cowboy covered in tattoos, surrounded by mysteries.

They say there are three things you should do at least once in your life: Dance like nobody’s watching. Travel the world. And fall hopelessly in love. I aimed to do all three. I went to Italy to find myself. But he found me.

One incredible weekend in Maine, and Beckett Porter is officially a distracted man. He’s not unfamiliar with hot and heavy flings. He knows how it goes. But Evie wove some sort of magic over him during their tumble in the sheets. He can’t stop thinking about her laugh, her hand pressed flat against his chest, her smiling mouth. So when she suddenly appears on his farm as part of a social media contest, he is confused. He had no idea that the sweet and sexy woman he met at a bar is actually a global phenomenon: social media influencer Evelyn St. James.

Binge the entire series in this box set collection! Travel to Newberry Springs and fall in love with the Gibson Family Ranch...

Fake date a grumpy boss for Christmas. Enjoy some forced proximity with a flirtatious best friend for Valentine's Day. Wake up married to an Irishman in Vegas for St. Patrick's Day. Every day is a hot and hilarious holiday with this family.

Three years. Three years at the Omega Center, learning everything I need to learn, becoming the omega that they say we're supposed to be. You know what else they say? That we'll find our pack, our alphas, while here. There hasn't been an omega yet that's walked through those doors and not walked out ready to bond with their intended packs and alphas. The exception being me. I haven't found my pack. On my last night at the Center, however, I catch a scent that nearly drives me crazy. I found them there. Syn and Kian. And that scent around them that makes my knees weak?

We met at my older brother’s house and instantly I knew that he was trouble. He kissed me, right there in the bathroom without a care in the world. And from that moment on, I was his. We were young, brave and naïve when we met. Sneaking around and falling in love. Giuliano Ferrara was perfection. A beautiful, crazy mistake. With his big brown eyes and his boyish charm.

My name is Bobby Kincaid, and I met the woman of my dreams last night in a dark club. We drank. We danced. We shared a part of our souls, and a belly-firing kiss that has left me hard and desperate for more. I begged for her number, but all I got was the view of her slender back, little black dress, and flowing blonde hair as she slid into a car with another dude. Just like that, she drove out of my life, determined to never see me again. But I wouldn't be me if not for my tenacity and a streak of stubborn most others call a flaw.

I spend my days locked in a black-market nightmare, held captive by a twisted mastermind who considers me his prized possession. My only form of human contact is with the victims in the next room, each of whom disappears faster than the last. Everyone leaves… except me. Then I hear him—Isaac. Brash, elusive, and haunted, he isn't anyone's idea of a hero. Separated by a wall, our faces hidden, his voice cuts through the darkness, becoming my only hope. He's driven by vengeance, bearing scars as dark as my own. Despite his rough edges, a fragile bond forms between us—a lifeline.

Another problem was the last thing I needed. Unfortunately, Cassandra Parker was mine. But the biggest problem of all? It wasn't the beautiful stranger sticking her nose in my operations. It wasn't the bulldozer she was driving over my way of life. And it definitely wasn't the fact that she was living in my house. My biggest problem? The engagement ring on her finger.

Asher Anderson is angry―at the world, at himself, at the way his best friend Lucy Wolfe seems determined to tune out this buzzing connection between them. He doesn't mean to solve all his problems with violence, but maybe he has too much of his father in him. That's why the faculty at Avernia College hates him, right? Because of the "evil" blood in his veins?

Kane Bishop is everything women are warned about. He’s a professional enforcer for a dangerous cartel built upon drugs, guns, and violence, and according to the files littering my desk, it’s a sure bet he boasts a body count that has nothing to do with the women who’ve passed through his bed. I should know better than to step into his world. God knows my law degree vouches for the fact I have a brain and a modicum of common sense. And yet, here I am, hiding from my cop brother and half naked in Kane’s apartment while he stitches me up and we both pretend we aren’t desperate for a way out.