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For the first time in my life, I'm with the family I choose. Living with my cousin, who happens to be a newlywed, is the best thing ever. There is one pesky downside, and his name is Lucas Clark. He's a spoiled rich boy who was put on this Earth to torture me. He thinks he can intimidate me, keep me in my place, but I have news for him. No way is he man enough.

I thought I finally had my life figured out. Fate? Destiny? I know mine. But one afternoon questioned everything I thought I knew. Then it happened. Dr. Jason Dupree crashed into my life. His eyes linger on me longer than they should in polite company. You see, there is nothing polite about him. He's arrogant and overconfident. His touch? It's my undoing. I let him know in no uncertain terms that he is not the man for me. He is not my destiny. And his reaction? Totally unexpected.

I wasn't ready for Jacob Clark. He was sin and dark edges, wrapped in regret. He was my Kryptonite. His words oozed over me like warm honey. His dark eyes pricked my soul, and his touch.... Those fingers set my skin on fire. Of course, he was too good to be true. And before I could wipe the icing off my greedy lips, I was walking away. So, why was he invading my dreams?

Dakota was a finalist on the Invest in the Best television show, and she could nearly clutch the victory in her grasp. Except, one judge, Mr. West, blocked her way to success with his callous and arrogant "No". After giving him some choice words, everything that Dakota knew as life changed. Years later, she runs into that same judge and cannot believe he has the dirty nerve to speak. Her life had completely shifted since the last time they saw each other, but that did not erase her hatred for the man. No. If anything, it made it worse.

I didn't want this woman to be my nanny. She had no experience and a failed art career. What did she know about rearing children? She was my late wife's choice, and I didn't too much care for the woman, and she didn't care for me, either. Until all hell broke loose and the nanny was the only one my son could turn to. The only one we could rely on. She kept us going, and then she wanted to leave, too. Not a damn chance.

Luna LaRoux has poured her heart and soul into her waterfront bar and restaurant, which has the best sunsets in Key West. The only problem is, Luna's best friend and business partner Josie is having money problems, and with twins on the way, Josie has no choice but to sell her half of the business. Actually, it's 51 percent. Gage McCabe is spending the weekend in Key West when he ends up getting kicked out of his hotel for a minor indiscretion that wasn't even his fault.

Savage. Reckless. Wild. These are only some of the words used to describe me. I'm all of those things, and I never wished to be anything else in almost 500 years of existence. Then she came along. Aurora Leal, the daughter of the High Witch and destined for that role. She's practically royalty in the magical world, but most importantly, she's forbidden fruit.

There are only two ways a human can cross the gates of Bloodstone Institute: as a familiar to one of the Blueblood vampires who attend the elite school or as a snack. I'm neither, but I have to get in at all costs. My brother made a big mistake, and now I have to fix it by stealing from the most powerful and cruel vampire to ever come to Bloodstone, Lucca Della Morte. If that wasn't almost suicidal, I need to get it done before the spell concealing my human nature wears off.

Savagery. Sin. Depravity - these are my virtues. My religion. My name is Dante Sovrano, head of the Chicago Mob, and I run this city. Everyone bows down to me. Except her. The moment I saw Sarah, I knew she'd be trouble. She's fiery and cutthroat, wrapped up in a lickable package. There are dark secrets hiding behind those gorgeous blue eyes. And I plan to know them all. She'll have to make a deal with the devil to solve her problems. Too bad the devil always takes your soul. And I'll be keeping it - because Sarah London is mine.

Best-selling author Trilina Pucci brings you an intense, steamy love story with an even hotter alpha. What do you do when all the wrong choices are the only ones that feel right? You sin. I'm a powerful man who's never been refused. Until I met her. Gretchen Andrews makes me want what I shouldn't. She's the woman I never knew I needed. The one woman I want to love. My equal. She's brought me to my knees. Made me question everything. I'm going to devour every single, gorgeous part of her body until she whispers my name like a prayer.

Dark days filled with pain are still present in Paige's life. If it wasn't for her men, she would have given up a while ago. Even with the looming visit to the council, who she's sure want to see her destroyed, she can easily take them on because she has her guys at her side. And as long as they aren't harmed, then she won't have to kill anyone. For now.

One, two, death is surrounding you. Three, four, you'll fight even more. Five, six, grab your crucifix. Seven, eight, learn more of your fate. Nine, 10, battle every now and then. Paige Alice knows heartache, yet she still has so much to deal with being the ghoul queen. She'll have to pull up her big-girl panties, steel her heart, and get on with queenly duties...only she didn't realize it would involve getting up close and personal with the devil himself.

Sniper Pierce "One-Mile" Walker nearly had everything he ever wanted - until a fateful mission stripped it all away. Now an outcast, he's forced to watch the off-limits beauty who stole his heart slip through his fingers. Left with nothing but revenge, he's determined to defeat evil and win her back. But when he learns she's planning a future without him, he vows he'll break every rule and defy all odds to make her his again - forever.

I'm an Idol who can't see, and in this savage world where power is everything, being born with a disability makes me an aberration. Idols are the direct descendants of the gods. We're supposed to be perfect. My parents kept me protected behind walls most of my life. They fear I won't survive in the real world. They have no idea what kind of power runs through my veins.

I have no intention of finding happily-ever-after. At least, not anymore. Fighting for my country was an honor, returning home is a curse. My demons need to be fed. How else can a shattered man stay afloat? When a wild night in Las Vegas with the sexiest woman I've ever met turns into hell, she attaches to me as though I'm her savior. But what happens when a woman hangs her hands on broken glass? She bleeds.

Corinne Blunt knows what people think of her - she's an icy, unapproachable executive. It's the price she's had to pay to get to the top. She'd hoped to finally find an ally in Wesley Chambers, but she's not about to let him off the hook for joining the office boys' club. Taking refuge in the professional boundaries between them, she relegates Wes to assistant work - which would do the trick, if he weren't so eager to prove he's a decent human being. Long hours at the office with what turns out to be a kind, thoughtful man soon has their business relationship turning personal....

I bought "Lockwood House" at an auction, and the magical community definitely knew something was up, because my rivals were all in on it, including Jake and Jasper, the infuriating wolf shifter twins who think they're so much better at renovations than me. I overpaid, and now I'm stuck with a mess. Floors caving in, 70s carpeting, and...the ghost of an incubus who won't stop flirting with me while I'm trying to demo. That's not the only problem. The former owner's son seems to be drawn to the place against his own will.

Olivia Brent has one summer to save the dairy farm she just inherited. But there's one problem, and it's not her lactose intolerance. It's Jake Milovic. The brooding farmhand has inherited exactly 50 percent of Brent Farm, and he's so convinced the city girl can't work the land, he bets she can't save it in a summer. Determined to prove him wrong, Olivia accepts what might be the dumbest wager of her life.

I don't do relationships, I don't do drama, and I definitely don't do love. I'm not Prince Charming. I'm the VP of the Disciples, and the club is my family. The last thing I need is a violet-eyed enchantress who smells like candy and has some sort of voodoo chemistry that's messing with my mind. She needs to go. She's a distraction...a weakness I can't have. Men like me fall in lust, not love. So why is she still here?

I fell in love with a redheaded boy, a boy who was kind and good - until he wasn’t. He broke my heart once, twice...I’ve lost count. Like a dark god, he haunts me. He smells like smoke and cinnamon, with danger seeping from every pore. He is my savior, my lover, exciting and addictive. I should’ve seen it coming. Never trust a Disciple. You have to sell your soul to the devil to get one to love you. I would. I did.