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Twelve Years. It’s been twelve years since the last time I heard from the Aldridge family. That one voicemail changes everything - I need the money the late William offers. In exchange, I have to live eighteen months in Baker’s Creek. I’ve survived cancer, the jungle, and the plague. This should be easy compared to all that, right? Or so I think until...I see him.

I thought I had the upper hand, but I was wrong. From the moment he saw me, this god was determined to make me his… but his life is filled with death and is no place for the living. Trying to survive his world might just turn me into one of the lost souls that surround him. But I have my own secrets, my own past. What happens when a god and a mistake meet? What happens when neither will back down?

I spent my life running from my past, hiding behind a guitar, a microphone, and a fake last name. But after my father's death, the truth came out, I'm a Wilde, and now I'm in the spotlight more than ever. My record label has big plans for Killian Wilde, the country music sensation, and unfortunately those include a co-written album with British bad-boy rocker Jameson Lorde. The one man I can't stand. Even if he is the sexiest man I've ever seen.

USA Today and Wall Street Journal best-selling author Tracy Lorraine brings you a new dark mafia, high school bully romance story set in the Knight's Ridge Empire world.

Talent Ridge is a criminal. On the surface, Talent has it all. The respect from his city, a successful law firm he shares with his brother, and a beautiful woman by his side. But nothing is as it seems. When the workday is over and the lights go down, the charming and sophisticated lawyer loosens his tie and takes rank in the mob he grew up in.

The last thing I wanted to do with my evening was get all dressed up just to allow old rich dudes to undress me with their leering eyes while I pretended to laugh at their crass jokes. The only funny thing about this situation is that it shouldn’t be me. My sister is the experienced dancer. I’m the innocent one. But with her down and our desperation at an all-time high, I didn’t have much choice. I even argued to get myself here, thanks to my guilt. How bad could it really be? Bad… worse than I expected. Eyes everywhere, hands itching to follow.

I hate him and I don’t even know his name. The good news is my nemesis has made it abundantly clear the feeling is mutual. He did call me pretty, though, in the midst of a heated screaming match. Which would have been flattering, if I didn’t loathe him so much. But whatever. I don’t care how handsome he might be, or how charming the rest of the world probably finds him: guys who look like aged-out boy banders aren’t my type. Add to that, he’s got a knack for being in precisely the wrong place at the wrong time.

Ethan went from being a perfect stranger…to my boss…to my fake husband…and then…my baby daddy. Let me backup just a little. All I asked for was a job, not one-hundred thousand dollars in exchange for being his fake wife for six months. Of course, I couldn’t resist the offer. One-hundred thousand had a nice ring to it, but heartbreak didn’t (not that I thought it would ever lead to a heartbreak, despite the way Ethan made my pulse quicken). I would go numb every time he touched me and pulled me close. But then reality would hit me right in the head.

Knight Grayson isn't just one of New York's elite billionaires. He's the embodiment of Hades in a tailored suit and a beautiful devil waiting to destroy. He always gets what he wants, no matter the cost. Including me.

Lucas Blackthorne ruined me. Because of him I lost my pack. My heart. My soul. He was the bastard prince of the Blackthorne vampires, and I fell for his charms. It’s a mistake I won’t make again. He’s wicked and dangerous, but I have plans for revenge. Lucas might be estranged from the royal family, but that doesn’t mean he’s not useful. I’ll turn him against his brother and bring down the vampires once and for all. Just like he tried to do with me, once upon a time. He stole my heart once before. He can’t take it again. But it'll be fun to let him try.

I was playing with fire. I knew that. I’m the one who lit the match. But the possibility of getting burned still wasn’t enough to stop me.

I created him. Put him back together when he was nothing but ripped muscle and snapped bones. I made him stronger. Faster. Lethal. I molded him into a weapon. And for three years, I controlled his every breath.

When I arrived at my cousin's wedding, I knew two things. One, I'd have to face my overbearing aunt and walk down the aisle with a smile on my face and shoes that hurt my feet. Two, it'd be over before I knew it and I could get back to doing what I loved, rehabilitating horses. But everything changes when I get to the bed-and-breakfast where the wedding weekend is being held. Most importantly? I get to be bridesmaid to not one groomsman, but two. Oh, and did I mention they are both handsome cowboys I'd fallen in love with a long time ago?

Quinn Satori has been keeping secrets. Big ones. As a memory weaver, the mind has always been her playground - the truth whatever she needed people to believe. After years of being the one holding all the cards, she never expected her gift would come back to haunt her in the form of Finley St. Aubyn. Hunky British billionaire. Immortal Guardian. With eyes that promise pleasure, a deliciously filthy mouth, and a body made for sin, he’s also the only man she can’t forget.

I am both a sinner and a saint, but I bleed vengeance. For years, I’ve lived in the grey… until her. Avery Washington didn’t belong in the shadows, but I dragged her into the darkness anyway. One kiss, and I would stop at nothing to possess her. One caress, and my need to destroy wavered. Our attraction was poison and pleasure. They say the devil recognizes his own, but I never saw Avery coming. She's determined to light the matchsticks, and I can't resist going down in flames...

The contract clearly stated that I was paying her twenty-five million dollars to have my baby. No love. No sleeping together. Those were the rules, but here's one thing you need to know about me… I'm a rule breaker. My biggest mistake was having her move into my place. Anne was nothing like the other girls I'd been with. I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. On top of that, she was pregnant with my baby. Only I knew how badly I wanted her to be the real mother. I was being reckless. Making a move on her would destroy everything, including my relationship with my sister.

I've worked for men all my life, been enslaved by them. My new boss is different. He buys me designer handbags to ensure I'm on time. But scowls at me when he hands them over. He's intoxicating. Dangerous. All the things I should stay away from. The thing is... when his hands touch mine, I'm not disgusted, and I should be. Because he owns a scandalous club, and I work there…

I have a child with a man whose real name I don’t even know… No, I’m not crazy. I’m just careless. Or rather, I was careless. At 18, I met an older man on vacation. Never asked his name, but we sure as hell made a baby together. Today, when I finally meet him, I find out he’s going to be my boss. Life has to be joking around with me. Well, his real name is Archer. At least I know that much about my baby daddy.

Love wasn’t part of the blueprint when high school sweethearts reunite in their small town. But this former military man never forgot the girl he left behind and he’s more determined than ever for a second chance to rebuild their relationship brick by brick and heart by heart. Getting locked in the men’s restroom during my mother’s funeral wasn’t exactly how I expected to run into my high school sweetheart. The one who got away. The one who broke my heart.

I'm in love with the man who was hired to keep tabs on me. Turns out I'm the one keeping tabs now because he's my neighbor… and he's hot! I was still able to think straight until I found out Noel had a son. All my common sense went out the window when I watched him care for the kid. The last thing Noel wanted was another relationship, and the last thing I wanted was heartbreak. So, I made a deal with myself that I knew I wouldn't be able to keep. Three words were all I needed to remember: No strings attached. I was prepared for everything except… the two pink lines on a stick.