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He’s a mafia hitman, the only one who can save me, all because of a lie I told. Since Colt Walker gave me his number, I haven’t stopped thinking about the mysterious and dangerously attractive man. In a moment of desperation, I lie and tell him I’m being stalked, not expecting him to take it so seriously. Now, his protectiveness is off the charts, and his steamy texts are driving me wild. But I’m living on borrowed time with this secret. I’m out of my depth. He’s older, experienced, and carries an aura of authority I can’t resist. As someone who’s never been with a man, the ...

**Now an Amazon Top 70 Best Seller** When I leave a note for the mafia don at his table, I beg for his help. I never expect him to text back or to tell me he wants something in return… My dad’s got us into trouble again. His get-rich-quick schemes always mess up the family. Now, loan sharks are circling, and I’m unsure what to do. When I see Elio Marino at the restaurant where I am a waitress, I almost lose it. My mind. My soul. I fall hard, but I have to be smart. This isn’t a fairytale. He’s tall, way taller than me, ripped with muscle, mature, and brooding as hell. I know I ...

There’s no escape. “You’re not leaving. You belong to me. Get used to it.” Blake Baird is a man who takes what he wants. And now he’s taken me. I came for the job as a maid but now… His dark eyes hint at all the things he’s done as leader of the Scottish mob. He won’t hurt me, I tell myself. He and Dad were best friends once. Surely that will keep me safe, but he wants steaminess, not violence. My self-esteem isn’t low, but hey, I’m a realist. I’m nineteen, on the curvy side, and determined to find the man who killed my mother. I’m not built to satisfy this mob-boss ...

He used to read bedtime stories to me. It was just a silly crush, but now we’re speeding across the country together. I’ve always been the dorky kid sister. Kai is eleven years older than me, ripped, rugged, and so intense every girl in town wants him, but he’s never had eyes for anyone. So there’s no way he would look twice at me. The last time he was here, I was seventeen. Now, at nineteen, he looks at me differently. At first, I think his broody, intense energy is anger, but then he offers to take me on a trip. I think he’s just trying to be nice. I don’t guess he’s hiding ...

After breaking up with the world’s biggest jerk, I’m reluctant to get back into the dating scene. So my best friend, Paula, and I make a deal. “If it’s ever going bad, shoot me a text, and I’ll come rescue you.” The only problem? I send the text to the wrong P – P for Professor Alexander. I met Asher Alexander on a history field trip, three years ago, only giving me his number in case of an emergency. So there’s no way he’s going to respond now three years later…right? But then he does more than that. This forty-three year old, silver-haired, muscular alpha appears and ...

It’s a shot in the dark. A text to a hitman. But he responds, and then somehow, I’m falling for him. People say he’s part devil, part angel. Nobody knows his name. He’s my last hope when loan sharks threaten my mom. When he offers us a place to stay. How can I say no? My mom needs stability. She’s suffering from her addiction, but there’s a catch. All the rooms have cameras. He’s watching me.Our texts take us to steamy places, sending each other photos and sharing details. Sam is over twice my age, with a body to die for and eyes somewhere between scary and so hot I could ...

He’s supposed to be off-limits. A man with plenty of options and my big brother’s best friend since they were kids. So why can’t I let my crush go? For years, I dreamed about being with Kaleb. Some would say it was a silly childhood crush, but it felt like more. It wrecked me when he moved away. I tried to let my crush go, but now he’s back. When my brother’s hurt, Kaleb comes home to help. It’s been three years since he last saw me in person. I’m older now—nineteen—mature, or so I think. When a PR scandal throws me and Kaleb together, I can’t resist the growing tension,...

I’m lucky to be working my dream job in a tattoo parlor. And now I get to tattoo my dream man? Kayden was a dog handler in the Marines, and now he wants to get his service animal tattooed on his muscled shoulder. No way an older, experienced guy would look twice at a curvy girl like me. Right? I’m shocked when he tells me, the rookie, to tattoo the piece. His body is a work of art, the sort that makes women—okay, me—swoon and obsess. How am I going to focus on my work when he’s shirtless? I try to banish the steamy thoughts. I tell myself it’s innocent, but his eyes tell a ...