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After a heart-wrenching breakup, Grayson Cole was just what I needed. A stranger in a bar whose gorgeous eyes and sexy-as-sin lips helped me forget the sting of a lost relationship. Add in his charm, intelligence, and our shared love of books. How could I resist? We danced and kissed our way through an incredible night of passion. One I'd never forget. One I didn't want to end. The chemistry between us was too hot to put out, so we made plans. A phone number and hope were what I left Grayson with. Afterward, the worst thing possible happened. 

I execute many roles: owner of the NHL's Carolina Reapers, CFO of Silas Tech, and genuine fan of all things professional sports. One thing I'm not? Chaotic. I've made my billions off of structure, discipline, and very little risk. So when a friend asks if bombshell romance author Daisy Lewis can shadow me for a month while researching characters for her upcoming release, I don't hesitate to say yes. I mean, she's an author, it's ninety percent typing and quiet time, right? Wrong.

I've never had a problem convincing a man to take me home for a night of fun. Until I meet Alexander Krum. He leaves me wanting more at the end of every encounter. Despite our insane attraction to one another, we couldn't be more opposite. He wants to take me on a date. I want to head straight to his bedroom. He believes in romance. I know men in romance books don't really exist. He always wants to help. I can take care of myself. But then he comes to me with a proposition.

When my stalker closes in, my fated mates convince me to return to the place I swore I'd never see again; Khalida, the shifter safe haven. I sought refuge there once before, only to end up drugged and once again fighting for my freedom. But Raiden, Kodiak, and Stone swear their home in the mountains is the safest place I could hide while actually having a shot at a real life, doing everything in their power to distract me from the monster creeping closer in the shadows.

My name is Madelaine Moneta and I am a survivor. I fought my way up from the streets of Chicago to claim a spot at one of the top-tier criminal defense practices in the city, but when the looming shadow of the local mob threatens to engulf the firm, I make a life-altering decision. Carrying my mother’s ashes, I escape to Ireland, intent on starting anew in my mother’s homeland.

The fourth and final book in the Shayne Davies series! I mean, that pretty much says it all, right? Do I really need to give you a summary of the plot? Shayne will either rescue the love of her life, destroy the East Side demon horde once and for all, and save Detroit, or she won't. Either way, there will be no more cliffhangers. This is the grand finale not just for Shayne and Jay but for Nora Jacobs and the entire Detroit Division of the Federal Underworld Agency.

Andrew Bode, CEO of the Bode-Wynn military contracting firm, is convinced he and Tab will never get along. Unfortunately, the infuriating—and sinfully tempting—stylist is his ticket to a major account. The only way to get what he wants is to agree to Tab's terms: a style makeover. However, Drew has a few terms of his own, most of which involve her naked in his bed. But neither of them are prepared when their lust-fueled hostility turns into something altogether unexpected . . .  

It's a red flag to Victor when the only women to get his brief interest are those who look like Freya Aurelius. When did he develop a fetish for the most frustrating and unattainable woman in the world? Is his plan to work closely with Freya for the next five weeks a matter of masochism or the final proof that there's a fine line between genius and insanity?

When Thor disappears to get away from the intense pressure of being the heir to the Northlands, his father asks Linea to use her tracking skills and deliver an ultimatum to his heir. Linea knows Thor will be furious and blame her as the messenger. She'll have to face him anyway and prove to herself that she's no longer a young, infatuated girl, but a strong and unapologetic woman who owns the quirkiness he once ridiculed her for. Problem is that the last time she saw the large and angry Nman, Thor threatened to spank her if she came back. He wouldn't, though . . . or would he?

A good pint of ale, heating up the sheets with a beautiful woman, and living by my own rules. The only thing I try to avoid? Commitment. And I've got a three-year success rate to prove it. So why am I suddenly knocked flat on my ass whenever Grace is around? The beautiful, funny, totally off-limits massage therapist may knead the knots out of my back, but she sure as hell makes other parts stiff. She's on a mission to rid her life of toxins. No alcohol. No red meat. And, yeah, no man parts.

Everyone in my culture knows emotions are dangerous. In Old Europe, we learn how to suppress romantic feelings and follow the rules of no commitment. Now that I'm working in the Northlands, I'm preparing Nmen for a life in France, teaching them how to flirt, have sex, and move on. The part that bothers me is watching the men practice their flirting skills on my fellow instructor, Sparrow.

I know where to find my happily ever after - between the pages of a romance novel. It's why I sell books, why I blog about them, and why I'll never get disappointed by love.

Ever since we were children, I've known Aubri wasn’t like other females. She's the daughter of Magni and Laura Aurelius, who raised her to be a fearless warrior. Men are blinded by Aubri's beauty, charm, and social status. Yet, at twenty-seven, no one has succeeded in making her his wife. Starving for adventure, she volunteered for the dangerous work as an Explorer in Old Europe. It's crazy and the mortality rate alone should've made her think twice.

The second I met Will Evans in his three-piece suit with that hot-as-hell British accent, I wanted him. That is...until he insulted my shoes and stole my corner office. Now I have to work side by side with the surly British arsehole who just set my career back six months. It's fine. That accent won't get to me, no matter how sexy it sounds when he asks permission to do things professionals shouldn't do. On the couch. In the corner office I still wish was mine.

 Sharing a life with Jay Brenner is everything Shayne hoped it would be: date nights out, mornings sleeping in, and full access to his heart, body, and mind. Life would be perfect...if there weren't half a dozen underworld villains who want them dead. They can't step one foot outside without somebody trying to kill them. The Detroit underworld is lethal for even the most powerful beings, so how in the world will Shayne be able to protect a mere human?  

Easton Ambrose has spent half his life protecting Natalie St. Clair from guys like himself. It's not like he wants to interfere with her dating life, but what's he supposed to do when she insists on going out with the wrong kind of guy? Kiss her, of course. But now she's pissed. And what starts as an apology turns to heated words...then just to heat.

Determined to find her inner badass and save her business, boutique owner Michelle Ruby signs up for a 24-hour survival class. Except, she's the only person who registered, and the guide is a sex-on-a-stick GI Joe come to life. Between his massive muscles, smoldering blue eyes, and "there's no crying in camping" attitude, she's in trouble...in more ways than one. 

She is in hell. Trapped in the shadows, Rainey is unable to do much more than watch while her entire life is destroyed. While the Original Witch's plan continues to fall perfectly in place, it's up to Elijah to put it all on the line and save his hunter. Or die trying.

To say my first interaction with Fin leaves much to be desired is an understatement. He infuriates me, barely speaks, and glares at me all the time. Not to mention he thinks I'm a mess. It isn't in my plans to start to like him. To fall for him. To want something more. But Fin's past is filled with a pain that makes any kind of us impossible. He can't seem to figure out what he wants, and truthfully, neither can I.  

Walking the line, exercising self-control, and respecting boundaries was never my thing. Thou shall not covet thy neighbor's wife - the number-one rule you don't break when you're a prospect for the Satan's Knights. I fell in love with the former vice president's wife. A lethal mistake on my behalf that only left me bitter and standing on the edge of an overpass. I would've jumped if it hadn't been for the terrified girl, crying on the other side of the fence. She was 17 and the district attorney's daughter. She was also pregnant with my little brother's baby.