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Loving Alek Johnson should have been simple. For three years, Hayvin Dickinson believed it was. But the longer they were together, the more truth she saw. She wasn't his first choice, she was only his "just because." Every kiss, every promise, every moment wrapped in his arms was built on a lie...

I have a certain set of rules I try to live by. Rules that have always served me well. Until now...Rule one: Don't have sex with someone you work with. Rule two: Don't have sex with your friend's ex-boyfriend. Rule three: Don't have sex with your best friend who also happens to be the same ex-boyfriend of your friend. Rule four: Don't ever, under any circumstances, fall in love with your best friend. I guess it's safe to say, I officially broke all four of my rules.

They say to keep your enemies close, but "they" never had to deal with the likes of Alec Daniels, the broody bad boy next door who loved to make my life a living nightmare...up until the day he disappeared. See, Alec was a thief. He stole my happy. My sanity. My first kiss. I told myself I was glad the day he went away, and I'm reminded of why not five minutes after his sudden and unexpected return. Now he stands before me with a heavy glare and hard body. But those greedy green eyes, they're darker than I remember, and brimming with a secret....

She'll never be safe. Not from the world. Not from the people who want to take her from me. I see the way they look at her. Like she's something they can steal. But she's not theirs to take. She's mine.

I was just trying to rebuild my life after everything fell apart. Moving in with Troy—the grumpy hockey star—wasn't part of my fresh start plan. Neither was falling for him and his tattooed playboy roommate, Jamie—a goalie god with muscles for days. But these men came to my rescue… in the bedroom, the kitchen, against the wall... they rescued me again and again. I couldn't help but fall head over heels. When a surprise baby is dropped on their doorstep, it seems they need me as much as I need them.

Morgan Brown owns Paradise Resort, a sexy, Caribbean getaway for the sexually adventurous. Painful memories from her past prevent her from enjoying the erotic pleasure to be found at the resort she loves, but she's determined others should be allowed to express themselves freely. Love hurts, literally and figuratively, and she wants no part of either sex or romance. Tony Marino is a freelance reporter assigned to do a story on the resort and its mysterious owner. He finds a gorgeous redhead with a mind for business and a body made for wicked pleasures. She's also hiding something.

"You're a Hunter, Remy." Those four words changed my life. One minute, I'm human, engaged, and ready to start my life. Then my 21st birthday rocks round, bringing with it the biggest god damn shock of my life. I'm a Hunter. Nephillim. Monsters are real. And this isn't my first life. With more secrets than I could have ever believed, and a world so far from what I thought I knew. My enemies are not who they seem, and this world isn't just black and white.

He's 10 years older. My brother's best friend. And for the next two weeks, he gets to have me in all the ways he's ever wanted. The last time I saw him, he still called me kiddo. But fast-forward five years and more than a few things have changed. He's still Iain Thorn. He's still my brother's best friend and the painfully sexy man I clearly never stopped wanting. But me? Apparently, I've grown up in more ways than he can resist.

Airk Azdajah, the rightful King of the White Clan of dragon shifters, spent half a millennium being tortured by the false High King Pytheios. The only reason he's alive is a curse. Airk escaped, but he'll never be truly free. Angelika Amon is the last unmated phoenix. The problem? She has no powers. Desperate to find some way to help, she offers herself to Airk as a mate—just for political leverage. But a dormant phoenix is no use to him, just like a dragon who can't shift is no use to her. Until Pytheios sets his sights on Angelika for himself....

Meira Amon is the most reserved of the phoenixes, finding computers easier to deal with than people and their messy emotions. But she wants revenge against the Rotting King Pytheios for the murder of her parents just as much as her sisters. Offering herself as a queen for their ally, dragon shifter King Gorgon of the Black Clan, only makes sense. Just one problem.

Ruthless dragon king Ladon Ormarr must keep his throne at all costs. And now, with war on the horizon, he'll need a miracle. Luckily, the fates have dropped Skylar Amon right into his lap. Except he may have met his match. The feisty Amon sister has no fear - of him or any other dragon-shifter - is brash, doesn't stick to protocols, and regularly offends his warriors and advisers. Skylar also has no intention of sticking around. She doesn't believe in the whole destined mates thing and believes all dragon kings to be dangerous.

Kasia Amon is a master at hiding. Who - and what - she is makes her a mark for the entire supernatural world. Especially dragon-shifters. To them, she's treasure to be taken and claimed. A golden ticket to their highest throne. But she can't stop bursting into flames, and there's a sexy dragon-shifter in town hunting for her.

I don't do relationships, I don't do drama, and I definitely don't do love. I'm not Prince Charming. I'm the VP of the Disciples, and the club is my family. The last thing I need is a violet-eyed enchantress who smells like candy and has some sort of voodoo chemistry that's messing with my mind. She needs to go. She's a distraction...a weakness I can't have. Men like me fall in lust, not love. So why is she still here?

I’m a cop, sworn to protect, to keep people safe. I’m supposed to abide by the rules, to always do right. I fight for justice. That’s what the rule book says, doesn’t it? And I take my job seriously, even if my job doesn’t always take me seriously.... So how I got tangled up with a notorious MC, dealing with illegal investigations that would have my job ripped from beneath me, is beyond my comprehension. Yet, here I am, dipping my toes into dangerous waters, doing illegal research, risking it all for justice.

All I wanted is for my little sister, Della, to be safe and happy. And maybe, in brief stolen moments, I dreamed of a happy ending for myself with a brown-eyed man. That hope has turned into sharp, bright fear. There's only survival now. I'm the daughter of a controlling and cruel billionaire, so I understand about power. But I find myself fighting anyway. I find myself testing them. I have claws and I bite. I’m not going down without a fight. It's like I have a death wish.

I’m a prisoner in a prestigious world; a perfect princess locked in a tower. My father will never let me go. Not that I could leave. I would never abandon my little sister. Hope comes in the form of a devilishly handsome man with dark eyes and darker secrets. With each encounter, I’m lured deeper into the labyrinth. The danger lurking beneath his surface calls to me, even as it warns me away. Except there’s a new side of him every time we meet. A different danger each time we touch.

One night. The wrong deck. My new neighbor who also happens to be a billionaire board member at my hospital. I told myself it was nothing—a reckless one-off with a man who doesn't live in my world. But Cole Houston isn't easy to forget. Not when he's in the boardroom, staying next door, and in...

Rae: Blood Day - the culmination of my training. The day I find out my fate. I will not cry. I will not beg. I will remain calm. Emotions are for the weak, and I am not weak. My name is Rae and I will survive this. But I never expected him to call my name. Kylan: Someone wants to frame me for immortal insanity? Be my guest, darling. I'll just pick a fighter as my bait, a consort with a hint of defiance. And when the culprit attempts to bite, I'll be the one who bites back. Because no one touches what's mine, including the fiery redhead at my side.

Pain. Darkness. That’s what my life is. Always has been. Koby is the opposite. Light and redemption. She can see through to my tortured soul, see into the depths, the parts that want to torture her, remove the light from her eyes. Break her until she’s nothing just like me. She thinks she can save me. Like there is something left to be salvaged. She has no idea I’m not the white knight in her story, there is no happily ever after for us.

Loving Isaia Del Rossa is like drowning in darkness. And with every possessive touch, every whispered command, I sink deeper under his spell. On this island, there is no outside world. No past. No future. Only him. His hands, his mouth, his obsession. He worships me, breaks me, makes me beg for...