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I made a vow to protect her when we were just kids. First, from the monsters hiding under the bed and then the ones roaming the world freely. My obsession with Dove wasn’t normal. It toed the line on psychotic, but my love for her overshadowed that. I’d killed, destroyed, and hurt those who had done her wrong. I’d watched her for years wanting to claim her but refusing to. I was both her guardian angel and a demon lurking in the shadows. She was mine, even though she didn’t know it yet.

Kinsley Felton has everything. Money, a loving family, and a modeling career. She graduates from Yale in just days, but unlike a typical college student she doesn't have to spend hours looking for a job when she graduates. Kinsley will inherit the multi-billion dollar gaming and hospitality company her great-grandfather started. The only problem is she has to do everything her family asks for in order to get that money. That includes marrying a man of her family's choosing.

Preston Michael Shaw. PMS, as I like to call him. I don’t need his job. I don’t need his fancy designer suits or his arrogance or his claims that I put a hex on him, because of course a strong, empowered woman needs to put a spell on a man. As if I want him. Pfft. He should be so lucky.

When I charged the enemy to rescue a ravishing female who caught my eye, I didn’t expect the mate bond to drop me to my knees. Captured, I’m locked behind electrified bars in a genetic lab where a researcher throws the female into my cell and demands we reproduce.

I used to believe Jacob Evans could be mine. That was before he delivered unforgivable news rather than sweeping me off my feet. Not that I can fault his choice. He got the sweetest little girl out of the deal.

My rules in life are simple: Never have a woman in your bed for more than one night. Never mix business with pleasure. Never fall in love. Blood above all else. When life throws a new personal assistant at me, everything changes. I shouldn't want her, but I can't help it. She is breaking my focus, and all my "nevers" are turning into "maybes."

That’s the mantra I’m repeating when a well-equipped biker pulls over to save me. One glance at the scowl Crawford Doxe is wearing proves he isn’t impressed with the task. My efforts to change his mind deflate faster than the shredded tire at our feet. But disgruntled or not, my so-called hero still agrees to fix my flat.

I shouldn’t be driving in a blizzard. I definitely shouldn’t be driving up Snow Mountain. Now my car’s stuck in a ditch, and the only one who can help me is Joel Alder, the reclusive lumberjack who lives in an old hunting cabin deep in the woods.

These spicy, over-the-top Russian Mafia romances are about sexy, dangerous men who'll stop at nothing to pursue and protect the woman they want. If you love outrageously naughty stories as a way to indulge your not-so-secret bad girl side, these Why Choose romances are for you.

Danger lurks around every corner. Nothing is as it seems. The stakes are higher than ever before. Amidst the chaos and uncertainty, Camille and Xander find solace in each other's arms as they delve deeper into a world of intrigue, deception, and dark magic. Can they uncover the truth to save themselves and their world, or will they fall prey to others' deadly schemes?

An escape. I'll call it what it is. But there are worse places to spend the next three months than in paradise. A fresh start without the chill of Colorado or cheating exes is exactly what I need. No one is going to ruin this for me, especially not gorgeous playboys. That is until I decide to throw caution to the wind and fall right into Evan Ashford's bed. Unlike him, I can't separate my heart from my head, so I get out before I get hurt. Again. I thought I left my broken heart on the mainland, but now I'm starting to wonder if Evan can heal it.

For as long as I can remember, Easton Crews has been off-limits. As much as it kills me, that’s never going to change. After his little disappearing act three years ago, then suddenly showing up out of nowhere, I shouldn't want anything to do with him. It doesn’t matter how beautiful he still is. Or how close we once were. It shouldn’t matter that my entire body lights on fire with need whenever he gets close. He chose the worst possible time to leave without so much as a goodbye.

I’m that guy. Camilla Landry rustles against me, the silky fabric of her overpriced lingerie slipping along my bruised rib. The porcelain perfection of her skin is even more innocent against the colorful ink dotting my own. It’s demure meets damaged, pampered meets punctured.

Carson Flynn is dangerous and brooding. Intensely possessive. Angry, fierce. Haunted. He’s a member of the Clan. A criminal. And a single father who’d burn the world for his daughter. But when he turns his eye on me, I know I should run. I should definitely hide. But it’s already too late.... Because, when Carson sets his mind on something, he gets what he wants.

I get off on pain...on how I make her writhe under me. Seduce her into calling out to me. Teasing her, enticing her to cry out as I mark her flesh. Lick her rounded curves. Tie her down and claim her and... I know what you are thinking. That I demand complete power exchange? True. That I will not stop until I have broken her? Yep! But here's something else.... I am hers because she chooses me. I have control because she believes that I deserve it. I punish her because she allows it. I own her because she gives herself to me.

An Oscar, a Tony, an Emmy, a Grammy - Kellie has them all. She's the most sought-after woman in Hollywood. She's about to leave on the biggest concert tour of her life. Headlining for the first time in five years. Around the world in 90 days. Should be a piece of cake. Until her new security detail walks in the room, and she’s looking into the eyes of the only man who didn’t fall for her charm. It's only a matter of time till he falls for Hollywood's princess.

When Samantha Stone hears that the popular rock band Crushing Stones, created by her childhood sweetheart, is headlining at a new dance club nearby, she considers it fate. She’s waited seven years to get answers. Why had he deserted her without even saying good-bye? Jonah “Cash” Carter has scanned the throngs of fans for years looking for her. Waiting. When he spots Sami in the crowd, he freezes mid-song. He’d named his band for a reason, and tonight would be the night he finally got to crush a Stone.

Whispers of the Locke brothers fill the town, facts and reality twisted to fit what these motherf--kers believe they know about us. That we’re sadistic bastards, incapable of any real emotions or fear. Maybe they’re not wrong about that. That is, until I set my sights on Kadence King, getting just as drawn to her as I am the darkness. It’s the first time I’ve felt anything in a long time. But would she really be scared knowing the depth, the lengths I go with my brothers to make any f--ker who crosses us pay?

Elizabeth Williams, a single, small-town librarian, knows she doesn't belong in the notorious biker bar, Perdition. Especially not alone, in a frilly pink bridesmaid dress. But after watching her best friend marry her ex-boyfriend, she's ready to drink her cares away. And break out of the good girl mold she's been stuck in most of her life.

One hot night. Three naughty best friends. What can possibly go wrong? When an upcoming birthday makes Caitlyn Sachs decide to seek a gift that doesn't come in a box - a no-strings hookup to finally lose her pesky virginity - there's just one problem. She doesn't want only one guy. She wants two. The men she can't pick between just happen to be her best friends and business partners, Matthew Collins and Tristan Baldwin. And both men want each other too, much to her surprise. Then Matt offers a shocking suggestion.