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With a trust fund I'd never be able to blow through, I didn't need to work a day in my life. I sure as hell didn't need the kind of job I had. But I wasn't in it for the money. It was for personal satisfaction. A love of a job well done. What's that saying about never working a day in your life if you love breaking fingers and burying bodies where they'll never be found? I might be paraphrasing, but it was still the truth. My boss' wife called me a goon—and she wasn't wrong. As second-in-command, I did whatever was needed to keep Black Resorts running smoothly.

Death once claimed me, stole the air from my lungs as I burned alive… only I didn't stay dead. Instead, I was returned to my past and back to a living hell. The Academy, where those who I believed were friends were actually foes. My enemies thought they could break me, but I proved them wrong. Two months ago, I was given a second chance, a second life. With it, I now wanted answers… and revenge. But something went wrong. Chaos is happening all around me.

I know better than to get involved with celebrities. Especially a Rock God like Sebastian Kane. A man who knows how to make the ladies scream, as evidenced by the leak of his recent sex tape. Which leads to my problem . . . I'm the girl in the video with him. Grief will make you do crazy things. After all, I'm the smart girl, the good girl, not the rebel. But now I'm face to face with the one man I was never supposed to see again. A man with a gorgeous dark smile and even darker secrets.

I'm in the business of creating fairy tales. Theme parks. Production companies. Five-star hotels. Everything could be all mine if I renovated Dreamland. My initial idea of hiring Zahra was good in theory, but then I kissed her. Things spiraled out of control once I texted her using an alias. By the time I realized where I went wrong, it was too late. People like me don't get happy endings. Not when we're destined to ruin them.

After a cult tried to sacrifice me to their wicked God, I went on the run, doing whatever was necessary to survive. Until a demon offered me a deal: give him my soul and he'll help me claim the vengeance I seek. Blood will be spilled, and the monsters I once ran from will soon be running from me. But damning my soul was just the beginning; it's my heart the demon wants next.

I earned my reputation among magicians for a reason: one wrong move and you're dead. Killer, they called me, and killing is what I'm best at. Except her. The one I was supposed to take, the one I should have killed–I didn't. The cult that once controlled me wants her, and I'm not about to lose my new toy to them.

My husband. My tormentor. The most notorious man in the city offers me a job. Act as his dead wife. Adrian Volkov isn’t the type of person who takes no for an answer. He commands with an iron fist and all his orders are met. When he approaches me with the offer, I have two options. Go to prison or put myself under his wrath. I choose to have a roof over my head. What’s so hard about acting, right? Wrong. The moment I step into his wife’s shoes, everything spirals out of control. My only way of survival is through Adrian. Or is it?

I should have known I’d break the oath I made when I offered to let my best friend’s little sister move in with me… She’s the sweetest woman on the face of the planet. And to my great misfortune, the sexiest one, too. She’s been living under her brother’s roof her entire life, and she’s ready to spread her wings. And I’m the masochist who offers she stay at my place until she can find an apartment. When I hear her having a nightmare, the only thing I can do is go to her. Hold her so she knows she’s safe from her demons.

I am the golden child, the one who's supposed to be perfect. During the day, I attend Spine Ridge University as my father wishes, but when darkness falls, I put on my mask to hunt criminals and destroy them. Until one night, when I come face to face with three evil boys. Kai, Nathan, and Milo from the Phantom Society. Secretive, violent, dirty guys who promise to expose my vigilante justice and put my dangerous side job in the limelight. They'll show the world how savage I truly am—unless I let them have their way with me. My body bartered for their silence… And I say yes.

From Wall Street Journal best-selling author Giana Darling comes an MMF romance between an Italian chauffeur dreaming of stardom and the power couple who offer him the deal of a lifetime.

Treat yourself to three funny, spicy full-length sports romance novels written by a dude who loves football and a chick who’s still trying to figure it out.

I cross the tracks every day for one reason - to graduate from this school and get into the Ivy League. I'm not ashamed of where I come from, my family, or how everyone at Marymount thinks my skirts are too short and my lipstick is too red. Clay Collins and her friends have always turned up their noses at me. The witch with her beautiful skin, clean shoes, and rich parents who torments me daily and thinks I won't fight back. At least not until I get her alone and find out she's hiding so much more than just what's underneath those pretty clothes.

Willow Thorne had gotten really good at blending in with the wallpaper. The shy, quiet little mouse was more comfortable spending her days in her protective little bubble. Then she met a big, burly mechanic who looked really good on a motorcycle and made her feel things she’d never felt before. Gavin “Stone” Hendrix didn’t do commitment, and love was completely out of the question. After spending the first half of his life taking care of everyone else, he was done being the responsible one.

Miller Stratton is a survivor. After a harrowing childhood of poverty, he will do anything it takes to find security for himself and his mom. He’s putting all his hopes and dreams in the fragile frame of his guitar and the beauty he creates with its strings and his soulful voice. Until Violet. No one expects to meet the love of their life at age 13. But the spunky rich girl steals Miller’s heart and refuses to give it back.

Delilah Jones was once my saving grace. Now, she might just become my ruin. Normally I'd do everything to avoid her in our small town of Willow Brook Falls, but that's impossible since she's now my daughter's new nanny. She's also way too young for me, and completely off limits. But there's just one problem. Even after all this time, I still can't seem to resist her.

A Lord takes what he wants. But like anything else, even he can get greedy and betray his oath. That’s where Carnage comes in. A Spade brother runs their prison for those who have wronged their society. It just so happens to be where the Lords have sent me.

Who in the world would go on a dating show to find love? Turns out, I'm that person. Paige Holland, lifetime resident of Elk Lake, Wisconsin, and dedicated seventh-grade math teacher. I love my charming town, but there's seriously no single action here. Unless of course I want to date the painfully boring mailman or the kid at the Quick Mart. Hard pass to both. So, what's a girl to do? Apparently, apply to Midwestern Matchmaker and hope the reality show gods will smile on me.

They all ended up in the small town of Redemption Hills to put the dangers of their previous lives behind. But they had no idea they would all find the women who show them their pasts don't dictate their future.

I made a terrible mistake. Being a mafia princess, I knew my fate was already decided. But I went ahead and longed for the wrong one. Creighton King is bad news with a gorgeous exterior. He’s silent, brooding, and obviously emotionally unavailable. So I thought it was over. Until he awakens a beast inside me. My name is Annika Volkov, and I’m Creighton's worst enemy. He won’t stop until he breaks me. Or I break him.

Judge Samuel Kavanaugh took one look at Eden Powers and knew she would be his. Everything about her screams off limits. I don't do romance with my coworkers. That's a rule I've never broken. Then, there's the fact that I'm fifteen years her senior. The warning bells are going off, but I'm ignoring them. Nothing will stop me from making that curvy court reporter mine.