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Pin is a tough biker who knows that all relationships are doomed to fail. Claire is a private investigator who could never commit to one man. But once they meet, sparks fly! The only thing that could separate them is Outlaw Souls and its dark past. Claire is searching for missing children, and she never gives up on a mystery. Even if it means using Pin to spy on the club.

For 30 years, the Conditioned have been consigned to regulation behind the walls of safe houses and camps. The Conditioned have no rights. They are not people. They are the damned. Attorney Ben Lavelle, a widowed father of twin girls, has a ghost problem. It bangs through the houses in his neighborhood, terrorizes his kids, and is generally creating havoc. Turning to his brother, Gene, who has ties to organized crime, he asks for his help - for the girls. Never having dealt with a Conditioned before, Ben has no idea what to expect, but Seven is definitely not anything he imagined.

I should have paid more attention to the night things changed, but I didn’t. No one ever paid me any attention, but now, I’m super strong. I hurt the baddest man in the city, and he’s coming after me.

Jamie Cook is a work-in-progress. He’s always wanted what his parents have: a good marriage, lots of kids, and financial security. He thought he’d have the first two with his ex-girlfriend while the third would come once he got his house-flipping business off the ground. When his ex doesn’t subscribe to his five-year plan, he makes Cook Brothers Construction his sole focus. Then he moves next door to April Williams, a sassy single mom he can’t stop riling up, and her matchmaking mother-in-law has set her sights on Jamie being April’s knight in a leather tool belt.

Anomalies. Abnormals. Curiosities. Freaks. Threats. The Conditioned bear many labels, heavy restrictions, intolerable scorn, and unforgiving laws. For 30 years, they have been consigned to regulation behind the walls of safe houses and camps. The Conditioned have no rights. They are not people. They are the damned.

After she takes a job at the Crooked Creek ranch, Melody Jackson quickly hits it off with handsome cowboy Luc Girard, and it isn't long before she is begging shamefully for more as the ridiculously sexy rodeo champion gives her the ride of her life. But Luc is the kind of man who expects to be obeyed, and when Melody's disregard for his instructions puts her in danger, she soon learns the hard way that he will not hesitate to punish her bare bottom both inside and out.

When her father's will leaves control of the family ranch to Ryder Malone, the very same man who once broke her heart, Sierra Morgan is more than a little upset. The last time she saw Ryder, she shot his hat right off his head, earning herself a long, hard spanking on her bare bottom that left her sore yet helplessly, infuriatingly aroused, and she had hoped to never see him again. Ryder has not gotten over Sierra, and this time, he isn't going to let her run off without giving him a chance to tell her how he feels, even if that means lassoing her and tying her to a chair.

Known as Master "D" in Manhattan's BDSM Community, Drake must keep the kinky side of his life secret to protect his very successful career as a neurosurgeon. After a heartbreaking divorce, Drake doesn't do girlfriends, he doesn’t do sleepovers, and he certainly doesn't do breakfast in bed the morning after. He keeps everything in his well-ordered life separate and under his firm control.

Drake Morgan, MD, neurosurgeon, bass player, philanthropist - Dominant. He doesn't do girlfriends, he doesn’t do sleepovers, and he certainly doesn't do breakfast in bed the morning after. He has his surgical slate at New York Presbyterian, he has a charitable foundation providing surgical tools to hospitals in Africa, he has his Brit Invasion cover band, Mersey, and he has his secret life as a Dominant in Manhattan's BDSM community.

JACK - My life ended when I was 16. Not literally - I’m no ghost, I just feel like one. It's a byproduct of losing your pack to a plague that skips you by like you’re not worth the effort. Chose all the good ones and you’re what was left behind. Survivor’s guilt, people call it. I just call it like I see it. I do a decent job of going through the motions. I’ve got a good reputation as an alpha, and everyone loves to joke about the only vegan alpha in North America. Some days even I’m convinced that this is it. As good as it gets. Then Dylan Kapernit walks into my shop.

Though Glory Walters writes erotic novels about firm-handed men who know how to deal with feisty women, she’s ashamed to admit she’s never experienced anything of the sort herself. But then she meets Gabriel - Sergeant Gabriel to the men he leads on the local SWAT team, but Master Gabriel to her - and suddenly the scenes in her books don’t seem so far-fetched anymore.

Ever since her last relationship ended in heartbreak, things have been going downhill for romance novelist Aurora Kane. Determined to revive Aurora's career, her publisher Donovan Tate decides to take matters into his own hands. Upon visiting Aurora at home and finding her wallowing in misery, Donovan makes it clear that he will be taking charge of her life, whether she likes it or not. When she tests his resolve, he does not hesitate to bare her bottom and spank her hard and thoroughly, and she cannot help begging for more as Donovan brings her to a quivering, shameful climax after the punishment.

Melissa is on the dream vacation she’d always longed for - a small tropical island far away from past hurts. Beach, sun, and relaxation are all guaranteed to help her heal, but what she’s missing is someone to share it with. Even though her heart has been recently crushed, could a fling with a handsome hunk mend her wounds? Will she decide to lock up her heart and take that plunge? Join Melissa in some well-deserved steamy, sexy fun in the sun.

Tonight was like any other work night, making his security guard rounds until Jose came across a couple making out in their car. He watched until the hot blonde and her boyfriend walked back to her condo, and to his surprise, they continued their session on the balcony. Should Jose stay in the shadows and watch? Just how far will the couple go?

By day, Wendy Travis is a stone-cold-accurate proofreader of contracts for individuals whose deeds bend toward the peculiar. By night, she’s the out-of-date fashionista president of the Manhattan Knitters’ Club. The club’s motto: What happens at knit club stays at knit club!

Lachlan is delighted to be picked by Tesla to help her friend out in Germany on a sensitive joint operation. Yet, when he finds out what’s involved, he’s shocked and intrigued. He’s not so overjoyed at the several references to how this “friend” would be perfect for him. Leah is relatively new to her job as a military analyst based in Germany. When her department is asked to help in a joint task force, she’s afraid she’s in over her head. As the bodies pile up, Lachlan realizes this is more about keeping Leah safe and less about helping Tesla out.

I have my hands full taking care of my little sister and covering for my uncle as ranch foreman. The last thing I need is a Texas princess like Callie Llewellyn getting up in my business and messing with my head. All I can think of is getting up close and personal with those curves of hers. And being on the edge of discovery makes our quick-and-dirty encounters twice as hot. And that's all they are—quick and dirty. There's only one rule to keeping my job and a roof over my sister's head: stay away from the boss's granddaughter. But I'm not always great at following the rules.

I've longed to hear the words of love from a good man. A dependable man. For so long, I didn't believe I'd ever deserve more than what I'd been offered. He made me see I was wrong. I deserved love. Happiness. Him. Brantley Marbury. The hero I didn't know I needed. The man who stole my heart with a simple touch, sweet words, and a flaming desire to claim me. The thing with happiness, though, is that it can be ripped away at a moment's notice.

Naked, bound, and helplessly on display, my arousal drips down my bare thighs and pools at my feet as the entire city watches, waiting for the inevitable. I'm going into heat, and they know it. Someone took what I felt was mine and I tried to get revenge, but I was caught, and now I'm about to be punished so shamefully I'm not sure I'll ever be able to look anyone in the eye again.

I thought I knew what I was signing up for at Prometheus labs. A living wage salary in return for terrible hours, appalling working conditions and the occasional medical trial to give me a nice end of month boost in funds. I never expected to end up pregnant and transported to a completely different world, where gargoyles taunt me, and my life is immeasurably worse.