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Levi James is a complicated man. A teddy bear to his girls. A bossy lover in the bedroom. An elite bodyguard to the stars. When another man tries to get between him and his estranged wife, complicated doesn't even begin to cut it. Kelly James doesn't want complicated. Proving she can move on from her soon-to-be ex-husband seems like a brilliant idea. Until someone close to her goes missing, and the police tag Levi as suspect number one. When her mafia relations come into question, complicated becomes deadly.

Football season is fast approaching, and as a single dad, I need help. Even though I claim I have a little black book filled with names of women who could step up to the task, none of them will do... not when I see the bond that's forming between Victoria and my daughter. And not when the attraction between Victoria and I continues to grow despite our constant clashing.

Ryder Kyle is a spoiled, self-righteous jerk. He doesn’t understand suffering. Entitled guy like him wouldn’t recognize desperation if it smacked him in his perfect face. I don’t need him, but I do need a ride west. I won’t let the guy who reminds me of the mess I left behind interfere with my plan to get to Los Angeles.

I’ve kissed a lot of frogs, just to be covered in warts. I’ve been lied to, cheated on, and used more times than I can count. I don’t have it in me to keep going. I need a break from it all. I need time for the wounds to heal, and the scars to fade. Wouldn’t you know it’s my luck to meet a gorgeous man after declaring my self-imposed break? He’s charming, sexy, and determined to change my mind.

They sent me away. No time to say good-bye. I didn’t know if I loved her. I didn’t know she was carrying my child. But when I saw her again I knew she still possessed me. I was the college playboy. The rich sh*t with Daddy’s money. Lucie was my childhood friend. One night was all it took - rekindled our friendship... Ignited our lust. Then I messed up. And was gone. Now I’m back, and I’m a better man. The question is will Lucie still believe it? Can we have a second chance? I can see the old spark in her eyes. She shares my longing.... I hurt her all those years ago.

Trained killer. Government hacker. MC. I’m many things, though my friends call me Jag. And like the big cat I’m ruthless, especially where my club is concerned. I lost my first love in a war zone and I’m not interested in revisiting that pain, until a certain electric-blue-haired hacker chick reappears again. She’s totally badass - we were the best of friends in another life. Virtually. And now someone wants her dead. For real. I don’t want to fall in love again, but I don’t want her to be my friend. When she’s in my arms, I can’t let go.

You might think you want to be a member - but trust me, this is one club you don't want to join. It's not a place where people go to live out their deepest, darkest sexual desires - there are no handcuffs or blindfolds. The 27 Club only admits those who die young and tragically. Having just lost my brother to the club, there is no doubt: I'm next. This is my destiny... and I was ready to yield.

Nasira Edwards has come to Royal, Texas, to escape her past and stop her brother from making a terrible mistake. But her own marital mistake has tracked her down. Her husband, shipping magnate Sebastian Edwards, has followed her across the ocean and he refuses to leave Texas without his wife.... Sebastian knows their convenient marriage isn't about love. That's the way it has to be. But the passion between them is as hot as ever. And he's come west to coax the beauty back into his bed...while keeping his emotions in check.

In a riveting exploration of the power the past wields over the present, critically acclaimed author Antoinette van Heugten writes the story of a woman whose child's life hangs in the balance, forcing her to confront the roots of her family's troubled history in the dark days of World War II…It's the stuff of nightmares: Nora de Jong returns home from work one ordinary day to find her mother has been murdered. Her infant daughter is missing. And the only clue is the body of an unknown man on the living-room floor, clutching a Luger in his cold, dead hand.

For a time, many years ago, love had grown, love was made, and in the end ... love was lost. The decision to leave had been the worst mistake Shelby Dawson could have ever made. However, at the time--ten years ago--she felt her secret needed to stay hidden, even if it broke her heart and the heart of the man she loved. Back then, he was all hers and she was all his, but now things have changed and he isn't the same guy she knew.

Charlotte Wells needs a drastic change in her life. Her editor is looking for something new, something fresh. Something romantic. And Charlotte–well, Charlotte hates love. She can't say no to the deal from the publisher, so she heads to Orchid City for a change of scenery. What she doesn't intend on is finding inspiration in the hot hockey player she stumbles into.

I'm a guy who sets a goal and achieves it, so when I was runner-up for the Heisman Trophy and lost the National Championship game, I knew I would be back in a Stallions uniform for my senior year. Failure is not in my DNA. This year—zero distractions—period. My unexpected savior is my best friend's twin sister and my new roommate. My idea to pretend she's my girlfriend to keep the swarm of college hotties away is genius since she's completely off-limits. All I need is someone to pucker up and smile for the cameras.

The life I knew was ripped from under my feet, and I was given a six-foot-seven bodyguard named Titus. Five steps behind. Always. Until he wasn't. Titus King swore to protect me at all costs. Even in death, he promised to protect me because that was his job. But falling in love with me? That wasn't part of his job description. I was his twilight. He was my forever. But we weren't promised our happily ever after.

Everything I thought I knew about myself was nothing more than a fabrication. I had it all—the perfect life, the loving family, the best friend, the rock n roll boyfriend—until I didn't. The fairytales I grew up with were lies. Like my ex-best friend once said, fairytales are not real, and there is no prince on a white horse coming to save you. She was right. I was naive to think I deserved a happily ever after—until him.