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There's no one worse for me to want in my bed than Jake Tully. He's hot and grumpy and literally a terrible idea. Terrible. Worse, no one has ever made me feel the way he does—valued. But here I am, thinking about him again. Falling for my sponsor is not my worst idea yet, but it's damn close.

Atropa Belladonna—known as deadly nightshade—is the poison that ended Romeo and Juliet's story of love and loss. Thorn Maxwell knows heartbreak. It's why he built Belladonna—a lavish, by-invitation-only oceanfront sanctuary—where men scarred by love's cruelty, learn to safely risk their hearts again. Within the walls of Thorn's mansion, his gentlemen help restore hope, rekindle trust, and show men the kind of love that heals instead of destroys.

At six years old, Myla was sent to a family her father and mother had chosen for her when they knew their time on earth was almost up. What they were unaware of was what they thought would be her safe haven would become her living hell. Kai has been watching Myla from afar since he took over the family business from his father and inherited the responsibility of keeping her safe. When word gets back to Kai that Myla is not only in danger but also that his assets are being compromised, he immediately jumps into action and does the only thing that can be done at the time: marry her.

Six years ago, my life was shattered to pieces. Now, it's happening all over again. I thought that information was true power. But as awful secrets come to light, it's clear it's also pain. He's pulled me back in. He's started something that can't be undone. Now, they're coming for us. History is repeating. They want us to crawl. But we're different now. This time, monsters will weep, and false kings will fall.

I’m a baseball player with a habit of sleeping with the wrong women. I just never thought my best friend’s assistant would be one of them. Giving shy, inexperienced Naomi Silva the best orgasm of her life hadn’t been on my agenda. But fixing my own screwed up love life is. Unfortunately, my one night with Naomi has convinced her that I can be her bedroom guide - a dating guru to show her the ropes. I decide I’m game...as long as we keep our little arrangement a secret.

NICOLE: Some men are just off-limits. Like Royce Collins (aka 'Coach'), who's not only seventeen years older than me but has the sweetest little girl I'm in no shape to be around. She's defiant, calls out BS when she sees it, and hates any woman Coach brings around . . . yep, we'd get along just fine! ROYCE: Some women are just off-limits. Like Nicole Kane, whose twin brother captains the NHL team I coach. And whose dark past makes her a questionable choice to hire as my six-year-old's new nanny.

Seven years. That’s how long it takes to get over your sister’s boyfriend. It doesn’t matter that she doesn’t want him anymore or that she’s moved onto the next. What matters is that now I can’t go anywhere near Christopher Onasis. It’s a good thing I have distractions to keep my thoughts off the sexy dark-blond baseball player. Distractions like my mother’s upcoming wedding. That is, until I find out more about the wedding party. We’ve had a change in the roster…and guess who just showed up as the new best man?

Ready to leave hch for good? #check. Throwing my middle fingers up on my way out the doors? #check. Making sure every b*tch who deserves it pays? #check. Finding out all the truth, even the ones I may not want to know? #triplecheck. And here I thought I could finally get away from my past. But nope. It's like a f*cking revolving door. And to top it off, I'm at a funeral saying goodbye to someone I never thought I would have to say goodbye to. The lines of right and fair no longer exist. It's every guy, girl, and rotten whore for themselves in this town.

Wes might be all I have at the moment, good or bad. He's as wild as ever, and I know it's my fault. He's not made for love, and I'm not made to be pushed around. Together, it's explosive - in more ways than one. And when I set my sights on revenge, I have to keep it close to my heart.

What could make things worse for me? One name. Weslee freakin' Jackson. The worst of the worst. The one I'm told by EVERYONE to stay away from. Which should be easy, right? NOPE. He's everywhere I go. Stalking me? Maybe. Dark brooding eyes trying to devour me? All the time.

Someone is after me. And in typical Hidden Creek High fashion, the list of suspects is deeper than my feelings for Wes. Oh, he's on that list, too, trust me. He swears by his promise to protect me. But when things get worse, he's darker than I ever thought possible. I live in a world where friends are enemies and enemies are friends. And just when I think I'm about to figure it out, I'm the one being accused of something insane.

Kazimir and Emily hunt for a traitor in Italy. Constant threats lurk in the shadows. The more puzzle pieces they discover, the more their reality unravels. Dark and deeply erotic, this high-octane romance will lure you into a mystery with deadly twists and turns.

Even though Murphy’s thrilled to be with Sophie, the consequences of their relationship - and the temptations outside of it - force him to consider everything he knows about love.

Misha finally has Ava - the first Black prima ballerina in Russia. Now he must clear all chaotic problems and disruptions to focus on his new love. But more enemies crowd the board, ready to defeat him. Can Misha destroy them and keep Ava safe? Just when Ava learns how to navigate the Russian ballet world, Misha introduces her to his underworld. And it is a dark criminal existence full of psychotic killers, felonious hackers, and demented oligarchs seeking revenge. Every facet terrifies her. Can she accept the darkness within Misha and not lose herself in the process?

Baseball god Sevin Smith is no longer just the noisy bachelor living above me. Now he’s the MVP client I have to protect from a paternity scandal, and I’m not thrilled that my boss has me on the case. That’s fine. I can pretend and work with a man who’s become my enemy. But what I can’t pretend is not to be attracted to him - to not be falling for his sexy laugh and easy smile. And I definitely can’t pretend I’m not falling for the spunky eight-year-old kid that may or may not be his.

Now in one complete collection, the three novellas in Gwyn McNamee's Slip Series. Includes Dickslip, Nipslip, and Beaver Blunder.

I’ve stayed hidden for years on this unstable alien planet. Humans are being abducted left and right, forced into breeding, and kept in cages like pets. I didn’t survive a career as a paramedic in violent downtown Chicago to be stuffed into a cage, thanks. I’ve already been abducted once, and I’ll die before it happens again. I’m a masked healer now, with the only apothecary on Tevron. I’ve got a bigger secret than being human… and it’s one every skin trader in the universe would kill to find out. I have to keep my secret safe… and I was doing fine until the alien cop detained me. Tempted me.

It’s Christmas in Salem, and Winter Allen isn’t just playing the Ghost of Christmas Past in the community theater’s production of A Christmas Carol, she’s actually seeing them. And this spirit is worried that the people responsible for her murder are now after her daughter. Somehow the ghost knows Winter is a witch, and her ice magic may be the key to saving the ghost’s daughter. Jackson Walker is a PI in Salem, but he’s also a werewolf, and his heightened senses give him an edge. When a witch from the Coven of Light contacts him asking for help in finding a missing woman, he’s quick to agree.

I own the runway. Until my nipple pops out of my dress during New York Fashion Week and it suddenly owns me. Being called a worthless gutter slut by a fuming designer is the least of my problems. My career is swirling around the toilet like the other models’ lunches. Until smoking hot Tate Decker steps in with a crazy idea about how his magazine can maybe salvage my livelihood.

For seven long years, Master Vampire Luukas Kreek has vowed to take revenge on the raven-haired witch that has taken his power—and his sanity. The witch with the face of an angel. Emaciated and weak, he desperately tries to hold on long enough to get his revenge. But with one taste of her blood, a single word bursts through his fragile psyche…MINE.