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My father used to say keep your friends close and your enemies closer. But what if Enzo D'Angelo is the devil? Do I run? Or keep him closest of all? Because Golden Eyes has made one thing mercilessly clear: I owe him. Which means...he owns me.

My sins made me chase her. Lies made me own her. And temptation makes me want to keep her. I didn't mean to fall in love. After all, I am the devil incarnate. The god of war. The swift hand of revenge. But how could I not? She's a forbidden angel too easily plucked down from heaven, And I will own all the parts of her. Her enemies are mine. Just as her heart is mine.

She should've known better than to cross my path. I had no choice but to notice her. See, I like collecting beautiful things, and unlucky for her, Kennedy is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. She was meant to be owned. And I was born to undo her.

I've done my best to avoid him. But when his dark eyes lock onto mine, this time, I know there's nowhere I can go. Nowhere I can hide. Nowhere he won't find me. He is Smoke. Head of the D'Angelos. Gorgeous and haunting. Brutal and ruthless. He rules Chicago, and I owe him a debt. And now…he owns me.

Attacked by the monstrous schula and other dark creatures, Sillik moves decisively to gather certain artifacts needed to fight against the demons being summoned. Meanwhile in Illicia, a coup that will further destabilize Illicia and force his supporters to flee for their lives is underway. Dark masters of the Council of Nine rise to oppose Illician interests. The final battle approaches as both sides rush to complete their preparations for a war that could reshape the world.

Ethan Baudin abandoned police work in the midst of corruption and cover up at the Cheyenne PD. Now living in Venice, California, he thinks that life is gone forever. Then his old partner, Kyle Dixon, now chief of police, shows up at his doorstep, asking for his help.

A month-long retreat of rest and relaxation from my high-powered career is just what I need. Until I’m the only human in a rental home community on a distant planet populated by beings who look like satanic devils. Yep.

It is 1985 in New York City, and Scarlett Ciccone is a young woman who knows neither her worth nor her culture until she steps foot inside Valenti's—Little Italy's hottest restaurant. While Scarlett is eager to learn the ropes of the restaurant business, she gets more than she bargained for when she meets the two Italian-born brothers who own one of the most sought-after establishments in all of Manhattan.

When my wedding is unexpectedly called off—not by me—I decide to take the mini honeymoon meant for me and my husband. I arrive at an isolated cottage in the woods with the intention of clearing my head. What I find is the tallest and strongest man I've ever seen in my life. This has to be a dream. Or maybe it's a gift from heaven. It quickly becomes a nightmare when he assumes I'm the cleaning lady and orders me to get his bags and put his stuff away. Then it gets worse.

When Greg Svensson crossed my path four years ago, I should have just let him keep on walking...right into the street to get hit by a bus. But I was weak. Not to mention that when you’re a six-foot-tall woman and meet a guy out in the wild who is both taller than you and attracted to you, you make certain allowances. You ignore certain red flags.

Small town, big dreams, a nightmare I never expected. I grew up with stars in my eyes and dreams beating a soft staccato in my heart. Career, marriage, then family. I knew what I wanted. How I wanted it. I never expected him. Mason Miller. Charming, arrogant, sadistic. He ruined everything. He ruined me

After retiring at thirty-five, billionaire Matt Coolidge should have it made. Instead, he’s got chronic migraines and high blood pressure. Oh, and during his workaholic years, he completely forgot to have a love life. Now he’s just trying to relax in between arguing with his mother about the fate of the family farm, not to mention his lack of a family of his own. Then Matt’s childhood best friend, Dara Marley, rolls back into town. Ten years after a stupid argument ended a longtime friendship, they’ve both matured, and it’s time to let bygones be bygones.

After my ex dumps my possessions on the sidewalk, cleans out our bank account, and steals my landscaping business, I'm once again submitting job applications. It’s that or no roof over my head. With the Intergalactic Employment Agency’s help, I land a position as a gardener for the owners of an off-world alien castle. Other than needing to tackle a rogue vine infesting the front shrubs, it’s an easy job. Best of all, I work alongside Dekrin, a dirty-mouthed fellow gardener who enjoys rolling in mud and wearing low-slung pants.

It doesn’t bother me if you call me a motoho. Ever since my cheating bastard of an ex-fiancé left me with an STD that rendered me infertile, I’m not looking for a relationship, but I do occasionally have an itch to scratch. With Thunder Valley Raceway nearby, there’s no shortage of motocross riders passing through town, and they’re fit, fine, and looking for a good time, not a long time. So why shouldn’t I partake once in a while? Still, I’m a little surprised Tyler Biggs was game; he’s not known as a player, unlike some riders I could name.

Cain was the biggest jerk I ever met when we were kids. Now he’s the biggest and meanest hockey player for the Inci Warriors. After years of avoiding him, he’s suddenly the guy who saves my life—literally. In the process of saving my life, he gets injured. Lucky for him and unlucky for me, I’m a physical therapist. My job now is to make sure Cain is healed and ready to play when the season starts…or else I’ll be the most hated person by a lot of passionate hockey fans. That’s when the real fun begins.

To raise credits for the local creature shelter, I enter Interstellar Chef. If I win? I'm awarded the catering job of a lifetime and prize money I can donate to the shelter. It won’t be easy—contestants must prepare exquisite meals in dangerous alien locations, and fellow chefs have been known to attack the others. Some competitors don’t make it home alive. All I have to do is avoid my stiffest competition, Thrombuka Nargoth, the brutishly handsome, golden-skinned alien who once left me stranded without my undies in a secluded hallway of a dive bar on Quazar 3.

Rhys Davenport is reaching breaking point. He thought getting out of New York would have solved his problems. Unfortunately, they are still there when he arrives back home. Between his acrimonious divorce from his gold-digging ex and his ongoing family drama, his life is in utter chaos until a beautiful brunette surprises him. Except she wasn't who he thought she was.

When I took a nanny job in a distant colony caring for two young boys who recently lost their mother, I expected I'd grow to love them. Having experienced loss myself, I knew how hard it was to heal. What I didn't expect was to fall for their father, a big, burly alien with scars on his body that mirror those in my soul. Between teaching the boys and bringing fun back into their lives, I get to know Firoh, a guy I sense needs love as much as I do. It isn't long before I can see myself living in this alien colony forever, as long as I can be with Firoh and his sons.

Olive Thornbury only had one crush in high school, and his name was Asher Gallo. She was smitten with him from the first time she had laid eyes on him. But instead of acting on how she felt, she kept her nose stuck in a book, finding safety in the words rather than emotions. Asher had never thought of Olive as anything more than a friend. She was aloof, preferring to read books, instead of spending time with her friends. And when she moved away almost a decade ago, their friendship quickly disintegrated.

I married a dead war hero. His name was Fire Lieutenant Byric Sandstone—an extremely wealthy Hyrrokin landowner, with a complicated estate. Obviously, I’m not really his widow. It’s a technicality, on paper so I could bypass immigration and perform my duties. Everyone but the lawyer who forged the signature thinks I’m really Byric’s chosen bound, but my real job is to care for his elderly grandmother and his three-headed wulver. I love my cushy life on Tarvos.