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Being a member born into a secret society is nothing like what you would expect. Our world is dripping in diamonds and gilded in gold, but it’s also built atop the blood and bones of innocents. The wronged and the shamed haunting this town, this world, this society. Maggie Bartlett had accepted the fact that she would never have control over her destiny. That she would always be a puppet in their play. A queer woman in a Puritan man’s world is one of the most dangerous things to be. But what good is life without a little danger?

Veronica Locksley is a Domme without a club to play in. Suspended from Boots 'n' Chains for not being gentle with her submissives, she's offered one chance to regain her status. Spend some time as one of them. Everything in her rebels at the idea, but she has no choice but to agree.

Now casting for love and the average Jill! The Average Jill: Mattie Grant, who’d trained for a spot on a survival show but instead landed on a dating show. Mattie had never backed down from a challenge, not even one as good-looking as Bachelor #1. Really, how hard could a dating game be? The location: A lavish mansion filled with twelve bachelors hoping to win Mattie’s heart and $50,000—and one man with an ulterior motive. Bachelor #1: David Bennett, an undercover reporter, needed a story. He’d wanted phony contestants and reality show gossip—until one smile from Mattie changed his strategy!

Just as dressage trainer Dani Blake decides the best kind of relationship is no relationship at all, along comes cunning linguist Connor Graham, and he's the perfect Mr. Right Now. He's newly single, not looking for any type of attachment, and smoking hot in bed. Best of all, he's moving out of state in a few months, so there's no pressure for—and no chance of—a long-term relationship. So she and Connor will just take advantage of the time they have and enjoy it until it's over. It's just enough time to have some fun, and not nearly enough time to fall in love with him. Right?

For the past couple years Laurel’s been coasting, hiding in the backseat while her life drifts off course. Then one summer afternoon a tall, built bruiser named Flynn strides in and steers her straight into an infatuation she never saw coming. Flynn introduces Laurel to things she’s never imagined—to the violent but exciting realm of the underground boxing circuit, to rough sex and even rougher role-playing, and to an attraction she craves even as it intimidates her.

Eight months ago, Laurel walked into an underground boxing gym and found herself mesmerized by a stranger named Flynn—a man who fights hard and loves harder. Since then he’s taken her places where fear and curiosity clash in exquisite pleasure, where trust is the price of ecstasy, and in time their brutal games have become her kink as much as his. But when real life intrudes and hard decisions demand action, will these two whose bond is rooted in fantasy take shelter in each other’s arms, or discover that lust is no substitute for a lasting commitment?

With a lucrative freelance career and a loving family, Deborah Earle has a life many women would envy. But her daughter, Amanda, is heading to college soon, and Deborah worries about having an empty nest. She thinks another child might be the answer. Her husband, Richard, however, may not be willing to start over so late in life.

The first night I met Parker Cole, he insulted me within five minutes of opening his gorgeous mouth. Between the banter and nicknames thrown at each other, a spark ignited that lingered well beyond that evening. Our next encounter was a night full of masked pleasure and fun, with no expectations. Well, maybe one… for him to stop being such a jerk. Now, much to his disapproval, he's my new boss. As time passes, his presumably impenetrable walls start crumbling, and suddenly, two people who can barely stand each other find their lives tangling in every way imaginable.

I, Everly Townstead, need to stop fantasizing about my brother's billionaire best friend. Should I have accidentally married the notorious charmer in Vegas? No, because his family is trying to buy my dad's company. Nothing says trust and unity between two businesses like an (accidental) marriage of convenience, right? Three reasons why I absolutely cannot fall for my fake husband: One: My brother would be furious. Two: I can't risk my heart getting broken again. Three: Cash Stafford doesn't do serious–ever. Smart girls like me don't end up with men who flirt with easy smiles.

The devastatingly wicked princes don't just want my powers… They want my mind, body, and soul. After a brutal attack on Gaia's temple, I find myself turning to an unlikely ally for help. Only he can save me from this new threat. But past and present collide when I reunite with the very princes I once feared. They no longer want to cage me away. No, these villains are determined to see me soar… and they'll kill anyone who gets in their way. Survival won't be easy when we discover we have to travel through a forest full of unspeakable horrors and face threats we never knew existed.

Mother's Night had passed unmarked for many years for Betani and her children. After all, there was little to celebrate when living on the streets. This year was different. For the first time, they are going to celebrate Mother's Night and holiday cheer fills their small apartment despite the tight control of the warders who have risen to power in the poor districts. Despite her limited means, when a triad shows up on her doorstep during a snowstorm with their poisoned lead male, she can't turn them out.

Imprisoned on false charges, I find myself facing years in the worldship's brig. But when the Darrvasons, a race of powerful aliens in need of females, demand a sample of human women to examine, I'm offered up as a patient. In exchange for my cooperation, I'll be released from the brig, the false charges dropped. Obeying Dr. Zahhn, the musclebound alien who examines me, however, proves a challenge.

One prince wants to keep me; another desires to steal me away. And a third? I think he wants to end my life. During the day, I'm kept by the possessive and alluring Prince Blaze and the charming Prince Treyton. At night, I find myself…somewhere else. There, I'm no less a prisoner than I am when I'm awake. The psychotic and deranged Night King wishes to clip my wings and keep me caged

As kids, we had an unexplainable bond. One I don't think we even understood back then. Over time, the pull between us developed into something we could no longer ignore. We were reckless, we were impulsive, we were… everything. Until it all came shattering down. Now, he's a single father, and I'm the estranged best friend who's still hopelessly in love with him—Eli Barton, America's favorite baseball pitcher and the man I walked away from. What was supposed to be self-preservation may have turned out to be the biggest regret of my life.

Have you ever felt such a pull to one person that you cannot control yourself around them? Just one mention of their name and a fire ignites deep within? Well I, Sloan Barton, had that connection... with my brother's best friend. You see, I was in love with Wesley King long before I ever knew what love was. Always tagging along, admiring him from afar. Until one day, he loved me back. Except I found out he wasn't mine first and because of that, I had no choice but to let him go.

As head librarian in my small town, I take my job seriously. So when I hear a sound in the library's attic while I'm working late and alone, and then a big, green, muscular orc creeps up behind me, I smack him in the head with a stapler. After the theft of an ancient orc book on loan to the library, is it any wonder I'm skittish? Katar explains he heard me scream and only wanted to help. He's... upset, and I guess I can't blame him. He offers to help me discover who stole the book, and we track down one clue after another.

Since I'm not going to fall for Dylan Stafford, it shouldn't matter that he shovels my driveway or looks at me like he could devour me. One kiss later—I, Marlow Taylor, am completely screwed.

I was born under the shadow of death, and my life since has been intricately entwined with that of the Grim Reaper. They call me the Death Whisperer. One hand fixes; the other breaks. All I have ever known is a life full of pain and suffering, because what the legends don't tell you about my power… is that there's always a price. And I'm the one who has to pay for it. My powers took my voice from me, and every day, I'm forced to experience unbearable agony. But my suffering doesn't stop the fae of our realm from using me and my gifts, regardless of the consequences.

For ten years the Cosa Nostra has ruled with an iron fist in Chicago—their reign is about to end, and I’ll be the one to bring them down. I’m the Grim Reaper of the Sicilian mafia, and I bow to no one, not even her, so when she asks me to teach her to fight, when she tells me she wants to be made, I give in just so I can piss off the bosses.

She was a tiny little temptress of a woman that made my blood sing for vengeance. I should be punishing her, breaking her from the inside out after finding her in my father’s clutches. But when I discover the truth that she is just as much of a victim of my father’s wrongdoings as I am, I can’t follow through. I know then that I can’t break my little mouse. Not after she’s lured me in with her big blue doe eyes, strawberry blonde hair, and those pink painted lips that beg to be kissed again and again.