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The name DiMaggio means mafia royalty, but Calliope, the dynasty’s last living heir, is no princess. A teacher and singer in Nashville, she’s moved as far away from the generations-old criminal legacy as she can. But she still can’t escape her dying father’s wicked reach, or his plans for her arranged marriage to carry on the family name. Playboy Alessandro Costa has a different plan: marry her himself—temporarily. It’ll give him a chance to take down the DiMaggio patriarch and his empire, settle an old debt, and save Calliope from a catastrophic fate.

I have this thing about saying yes. I do it frequently and with abandon. Skydiving on a whim? Yes. A last-minute getaway to Ireland? Yes! Agreeing to a marriage of convenience with sexy and arrogant Luca Rossi for two years? Um…yes? It should have been a simple arrangement. Luca needs a wife...

Step up and be a man . . . That's what I had to do when my father walked out on my mother, sister, and me for the other family he had on the side. He left us with nothing. So I had to become something—someone better than he thought I could be. I made it, despite my father—because of my father. All I need now is that one huge client for my business to soar, to rocket me into the stratosphere where I belong. And to do that, I need help. I need her. Brianna Cox—New Orleans' finest event coordinator. Sassy. Feisty. Gorgeous. Our chemistry is off the charts.

Fate is a fickle mistress. She gives as easily as she takes, and she makes no apologies for it. When I'm on the precipice of an inconceivable loss and a betrayal slices me wide open, I have a decision to make. I can stay the polite, subservient girl—or I can shed my societal restraints and...

When I’m ripped from safety, catapulted into consciousness, and thrown into a nightmare, I come face-to-face with the cruel plot twist fate threw me. My fight-or-flight instinct kicks in, and when every road leads to chaos, there’s only one option. In my darkest moments, I promised myself I’d take what I want, and that includes them. My dark avengers.

In my world, there is no such thing as love. It is just a lie we whisper into our client's ear. Love is foreign and hazardous. What I did not expect was to bare my soul to a man who is as egotistical as he is dangerous. His name is Landon. Despite his blackened soul, he tried to save me, but what he didn't expect was my torturous fate to catch up with me. To your father, I'm the escort. To your mother, I'm the whore. To the legal system, I'm the prostitute. In the end, I'm just the other woman.

When I was little, I was obsessed with fairytales. My dad told me the stories of the stars and white knights who rescue princesses. I’d wear a silver plastic crown and stare at the sky, waiting for the day my knight in shining armor would come. Then my dad died, my crown broke, and my mom shipped my sister and me off to boarding school. And then I met them. My knights. Only they’re nothing like the fairytales I grew up on. They’re wrapped in sin and shrouded in darkness. Bossy, protective, alphaholes. And heirs to the Italian mafia.

The Mountain Pack is everything I hoped for: a haven where every shifter has the same rights. Pack laws are respected and followed without fail. Even the Alpha must obey them, or suffer dire consequences. But the law says I'm not allowed to live here. When the corrupt leader of the Council delivers an ultimatum calling for the death of one of my mates, there are no good options. If we stay, it means war. If we sneak away, we become rogues. No matter what, my dream of a safe home is ruined.

Kip When you rip the Guitar Goddess's world apart, and your own, how in the f@*k are you supposed to find redemption? She's my world, and I've shattered her. What began as a break for us to both heal, ends in the dissolution of our relationship. I committed the most unforgivable transgression...

Kip Paxton may be the perfect man. He's a sexy, tattooed, foul-mouthed, drummer god for Broken Access, and if that wasn't enough he’s snagged the Guitar Goddess herself. But in life, where one door opens…another closes, and sometimes the other door bursts wide f@$king open. Finding out...

Henley Hendrix—Queen of Rock-n-Roll—finds her world shattered and her heart betrayed, but is determined to get the band back together to reclaim her title in the world of rock. But when life continues to spin out of control, so does her behavior. Will she find her strength again amid all the...

I was born to make music and bring the masses to their knees . . . until, I wasn't anymore. Until the thought of doing all of this without him made me sick to my stomach. Henley Hendrix survives a crash that kills her closest band mate. She’d like nothing more than to retire from music, to...

Domination. Desire. Destiny. He rules a future in which women are helpless, obedient, and always willing. She comes from a past in which a woman's strength, brains, and courage are unquestioned. The challenge between them is timeless. Secret Service agent Tessa Camen took a bullet meant for the...

Left broke and all but homeless by her shiftless husband, widow Margaret Jaffrey turns to his family in hope of a better life for her daughter . . . until she realizes the decaying family mansion in Louisiana comes complete with a domineering matriarch, a drunken uncle, and a madman locked in...

A tipsy night in college resulted in Grace’s greatest joy—her daughter. But now she sees the guy who gave her a fake name and number that night is stripping for a charity event without a care in the world.

Baila spent one night with the sexy alien—over six feet of purple hotness—and now she’s paying the price. The cost? One great big (purple) alien bun in her very human oven. With no alien partner in sight, she’s determined to take care of herself—and her baby—on her own. Except, it’s hard to hold down a job as a sexy waitress with a huge stomach the color of grape Kool-Aid. Jobless and twenty-four hours from being evicted, she runs into the one person she never thought she’d see again…

Coach had two rules when I joined the team: Keep my name out of the press, and don't even think about touching his daughter. The first one? Easy. I'm not some rookie with a chip on my shoulder. The second one? Complicated. Emilia Lariat might just be the thing I've been missing. But this sassy little minx thinks she can hide what we are together. We'll see how easy that is when I've got her bent over every flat surface in this arena. She wants to play? That's fine. But I came to win, and not even her father will stop me.