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I lived life on my terms, keeping people at a distance for a reason. I rebelled every chance I got, shutting down any sensibilities that remained. But then danger swallowed me whole, and all I wished for was a different life. A life where I listened to the concerns of those who loved me. A life that had meaning. A life where I could follow my dream of becoming a designer. Secrets would be revealed. Lies would be uncovered. But could I see beyond the deception? And could I step away from the past and emerge on the other side intact?

My name is Luc Lenaghan, and I'm a man who knows mistakes. I'm especially skilled at making them. Bathing in them. Compounding them. But hell, being an expert in the matter means I know how to spot the opposite, too. Kari Macchio was the girl I met when she was only seven. We kissed when she was eighteen. We committed to each other when she was twenty-four. And we married when she was twenty-eight. Unfortunately, she was the woman I destroyed when she was thirty.

My corporate kingdom is vulnerable right now. This is the perfect time for the enemy to strike. My gunshot wound doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is my wife. I'm haunted by the knowledge that she could be next. Gwen might have come to me through a twisted game of corporate revenge. It might have started as an arranged marriage, but it's become real. The only thing I can do to protect her is keep her near me. Except the danger lurks closer than I ever imagined.

I hate Felix Malone with all my heart and soul. He's the second-born son of a murderous don. The newest leader of the Malone mafia family now that his father is dead. If I could have hoped a change in management would mean a positive shift for the notorious crime family, I'm proven wrong as Felix quickly settles into his new role and lays scourge on New York City. He believes he's not as bad as the man who came before him, purely because the women he beds survive the night. But Felix is just a different kind of evil.

Kane Bishop is everything women are warned about. He’s a professional enforcer for a dangerous cartel built upon drugs, guns, and violence, and according to the files littering my desk, it’s a sure bet he boasts a body count that has nothing to do with the women who’ve passed through his bed. I should know better than to step into his world. God knows my law degree vouches for the fact I have a brain and a modicum of common sense. And yet, here I am, hiding from my cop brother and half naked in Kane’s apartment while he stitches me up and we both pretend we aren’t desperate for a way out.

Gal tried to destroy The Mermaid Chronicles, the book of prophecies that sealed his fate and that of his people. But destiny isn't so easily erased. Now, with the ancient power of Atlantis' trident surging through him and a new, darker prophecy echoing in his mind, Gal must prepare to face the greatest threat his island has ever known—and protect the woman he loves from the storm he knows is coming.

When my cheating ex destroyed my life, I did what any reasonable woman would do—I dove headfirst into a petty revenge scheme. After all, I've always been more of a 'go down swinging' kind of girl. My brilliant plan? Deliver hate notes to my ex's biggest business rival until he's so fed up he hires me just to make it stop.

I watched her. I knew I shouldn't. It was a mistake. Wrong. Forbidden. A glimpse of heaven before a depraved angel led me to hell. One email was all it would take to end the torture. A simple email, dropping Eden Wilder from my class and my life. But I couldn't do it. I was selfish—taking any...

A truth for a truth? Becoming a father was never part of the plan, but then a one-night stand shows up with a three-month-old baby girl and completely upturns my life. Now I'm a single dad, and I have no idea what I am doing. I need help, so when a friend suggests hiring a nanny, I jump at it. And then she walked through my door.

My name is Bobby Kincaid, and I met the woman of my dreams last night in a dark club. We drank. We danced. We shared a part of our souls, and a belly-firing kiss that has left me hard and desperate for more. I begged for her number, but all I got was the view of her slender back, little black dress, and flowing blonde hair as she slid into a car with another dude. Just like that, she drove out of my life, determined to never see me again. But I wouldn't be me if not for my tenacity and a streak of stubborn most others call a flaw.

Be careful what you write on a Taco Bell napkin in high school. Committing to a marriage pact beside a Mild sauce stain normally isn't contractually binding. Unless, of course, your signature winds up next to the signature of a future billionaire CEO, who is 100% serious, 100% certifiably grumpy, and 100% the kind of person to make 30-day Valentine activities at his fancy office building mandatory.

Combine one billionaire hockey player on a mission with one struggling nursing student with an independent streak and mix them up good with a matchmaking grandma and you have the perfect rom-com with some of those poignant moments to tug at your heartstrings on the way to a most satisfying ending . . .

The good news is I was recently named head coach of the Portsmouth Whalers hockey team, the youngest coach in the NHL for their newest expansion team. The bad news? Brace yourself. I wish I had when I found out my half-brother just took his life. When I got up off the floor I also found out he left me with a mountain of debt-and his baby daughter.

Babs is no stranger to the MC world. As an ol' lady, she takes the hell that comes with it and dishes it out times two. When things take a turn for the worst, it leaves her questioning just how equipped she is for the hell she lives. She thought her marriage with Locks was it; that she had it all. But the past has a way of sneaking up and tearing life apart. Finding herself trapped as Locks' ol' lady, with the threat she will be his till the grave, her world spirals out of control. The only person risking it all to save her is the last person she thought would care: Bull.

I've dreamed of being an event planner for as long as I can remember. So, when I get the chance to plan both my stepsister's televised wedding and Paradise, Idaho's first Yulefest, I'm determined not to let anything get in the way. Until I encounter the one thing that threatens to sidetrack me. Sebastian has all the swagger to back up his smolder, and I know I'm in trouble the minute he saunters up to me. But underneath his bad boy image is a surprising vulnerability.

Chase Grayson has never been interested in having a relationship that lasts longer than it takes for him and his date to get dressed again. But then he stumbles into a gray-eyed girl whose innocence pours off her, and everything changes. From the minute Harper opens her mouth to let him know just how much he disgusts her, he's hooked.

When the biggest career opportunity of my life-my own home reno TV show-sends me back to my hometown, I'm less than excited. Paradise, Idaho might be paradise for everyone else, but it never was for me. Except for my best friend, Zach. When he signs on to be a contractor on my show, things start to look up. And heat up.

What happens when a retired NFL quarterback who doesn't believe in love inherits a matchmaking business and has a meet-cute that ends in the emergency room with a high-powered divorce attorney who is a secret romantic? A fake marriage, of course.

Dark, mysterious, and lethal . . . That's how most people describe the three men in my bed. Cold-blooded assassins who kill men they deem unfit for society. And yet, to me, they're my salvation. Rescuing me from a gilded cage and a doomed life with a sinister man. I asked them for a simple favor: two birds for one stone. What they demanded in return was something far more profound, something that would indefinitely tether the four of us with an unbreakable bond.

How did I find myself sharing a tent with my obnoxious—albeit gorgeous—neighbor, Isabella Romero? It all started with a stupid bet. All I had to do in order to win was something unpredictable. (Which my brother thought was impossible for the ever-boring David Windell). Well, I showed him . . . by booking a trek in the Andes Mountains to see Machu Picchu. When the brochure for the expedition mysteriously appeared on my front porch, it was like fate interceded: I could win the bet while simultaneously getting a vacation from my irritating neighbor.