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Whip King cannot be the man for me. Cocky, pierced firefighters are perfect for late-night rom-coms, but in real life they’re nothing but trouble. Especially when you find out they work for your dad—after you’ve already slept with them. Moving to my parents’ small town was supposed to be the fresh start I was looking for. When a disastrous Valentine’s Day leads to an unexpected encounter with a sexy stranger, and ends with the hottest night of my life, I didn’t think I would ever see Whip again.

Expensive. Powerful. And entirely f--ked up. That sums up the pretentious but elite circle I grew up in. As much as I hate it, this life has its perks. If I want it, it's mine. It's as simple as that. Until she showed up. She's a tempting little vixen I'm not allowed to have. One intense night changed it all between us, threatening to shatter everything we knew. She came up with a lie. I came up with a cover. Because the truth is… I can't keep my hands off her, and one night would never be enough.

Running into your brother's billionaire ex-hockey-playing best friend at a special kind of party should have been a red flag. Pulling one another's names from a bowl at said party was a coincidence. Having a wild night together that we said we'd forget was probably our mistake. Especially when Declan shows up weeks later as the new owner of the hockey team that practices in Lake Spark, and he has an offer for me. Meet him every day in his hotel room for a week to enjoy a little fling while he passes through town.

Mackenzie Carter has had some very bad dates lately. Model train experts, mansplainers, guys weirdly obsessed with her tail—she hasn’t had a successful date in months. Only a year out of residency, her grandmother’s obsession with Mackenzie finding the perfect mate to settle down with threatens to drive Mackenzie barking mad. Out of options, it feels like a small thing to tell her grandmother that she’s met someone. That is, until she blurts out the name of the first man she sees and the last man she would ever date: Noah Taylor, the big bad wolf of Denver General.

Aurora Cross just got the educational opportunity of a lifetime—to complete her coastal biology thesis at one of Maine’s most iconic lighthouses. She didn’t realize the toughest, most reclusive creature inhabiting the keep was a broody artist with more secrets than the sea.

I never expected to see her again. The connection we shared through her brother was severed when he died in combat. Their parents were adamant that I never reach out to them again. I forgot about the pact I made, my promise to make her mine if I wasn’t married by thirty. The only answer I had for her when she showed up with that handwritten note was no. Only Devyn Malloy isn’t the type to take no for an answer.

Suddenly unemployed and on the brink of eviction, Cassie Evans is left with two choices: get a new job (and fast) or fire up her long-untouched OnlyFans account. But the job market is terrible, and as for OnlyFans. . . . Well, there are reasons she can’t go back. Just when all hope seems lost, an ad for a live-in nanny position seems like the solution to all her problems. It’s almost too perfect—until she meets her would-be employer.

Raquel and Harrison sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love. Then comes marriage. Then comes a baby in the baby carriage. That's how her brother used to sing it when we were kids - a simple ploy to get under my skin and make me stick my fist in his face - but man oh man, did he get the order wrong.

I've watched her for years without her knowing. In fact, she thinks I hate her, probably because I've worked hard to make her feel unwelcome. Wren knows I don't want her in my family. At least not as my son's wife. What she doesn't know is the reason why. See, I want her for myself. It should be my ring on her finger, not his. When my son betrays her, I'm there to pick up the pieces. I can't resist her any longer, but just because she isn't his doesn't mean I can keep her. After all, two wrongs don't make a right.

Four young women enter into a clandestine auction to be married to the highest bidders. For no less than a million dollars a year, for three years, each woman will do what it takes to secure her future. Entangled in a high-stakes game of money, lust, power, and the hope for absolution, this group of women becomes a sisterhood unlike any other.

Jess: Meet Mark Donovan. Ex-Army sniper. CEO of a multi-billion dollar global empire. Chiseled to the nth degree. And a man I want nothing to do with.I know the type. Dangerous. Sexy. A bad-boy who fills out a Tom Ford suit or pair of Calvin's in equally drool-worthy ways. At his core, the worst kind of heartbreaker. The kind who doesn't even know he did it.

Micah thought he was on the right path, making amends with the Ravage MC and taking responsibility for his daughter Remy. Suddenly, everything turned on its head. Now he, along with the brothers of the Ravage MC, have a serious task. Figure out who is responsible for the chaos surrounding them. Can he do this, keep his woman and child safe, and prove to the brothers of the MC that he is ready to be a part of their family?

Gage Langdon didn't do relationships. After having his heart shattered years ago, he made a vow to never go down that road again. But when his past waltzes into his town, demanding his attention, he reacts without thinking and makes a very public display of kissing his best friend. Now Wynn is pretending to be his girlfriend to help him get back at his ex, and the feelings he'd sworn he turned off are starting to spark to life.

They call me Devil. But I'm haunted by the deaths I've caused. That's why I've hidden who I am. A failure. I control everything or I fight to block it out. If I don't care, I don't lose. But my defenses don't work on Ellie. I saved her once. Now she's learning to save herself. If only teaching her how didn't test my control. She's my friend's sister. Warm. Light. Innocent. That's what I need to remember. All I want is to fuel my angel's desire.

Coming home from the Marines, Micah Tugger doesn't know what to expect, but knows there are consequences to pay to the Ravage Motorcycle Club. He'd left Sumner, Georgia, a confused boy and now has come back a man, one who knows what he wants in life and that includes his family. But will the brothers of the Ravage MC accept him? Or turn him away?

When Murphy Landon, the New York socialite, runs off to Vermont with her bruised reputation and stylish wardrobe in the trunk of a used car, it's the first time in her life she's dared to turn her back on her high-society parents. Used to grabbing a gourmet coffee whenever the urge strikes, Murphy finds herself on the other side of the counter, fumbling strangers' orders...until a sinfully handsome 33-year-old version of Ben Rooney from high school walks in.

With my NHL career ripped to shreds by a devastating knee injury, I've hit rock bottom. Deadass broke. Divorced. Single father. But none of that matters to me. It's all about my precious little girl. My heart. My soul. She's sick, and she's hurting. So when temptation makes its siren's call inside a hotel bar, I answer. How hard could it be? Escorting rich, powerful women around town? Besides, I'll do anything. My daughter's uncertain future hangs in the balance. A simple mistake invites a ghost from the past back into my life.

Her entire life, Harlow has been the cuckoo in another bird's nest. With an unreliable junkie for a mother and an unknown father, her foster family, the kind, successful, and generous Bostons, are the brightest spot in her life. But even with a foster family like Harlow's, there are some things money can't buy - like the ability to fit in with the shallow socialites who act like her lack of pedigree is contagious.

Oh what a wicked web we weave . . . Marine, Benjamin Dryerson has been to war and knows the ugly side of freedom. It changes a man leaving him knowing what is important in life. He's found peace in the Ravage Motorcycle Club and the family that comes with the cut. And her . . . Katie lives in a constant war of her own, a battle of wills against herself with no escaping. She knows the cruel side of freedom. What most people take for granted, she's had to claw for a sliver of good.

To the Green-Eyed Lovebird: We met 15 years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other. Yet, somehow, it all fell apart.