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I wasn’t planning to propose to Raif Jones, the bad boy from the wrong side of town. The one with the tattooed muscles, naughty blue eyes, and dimpled, James-Dean grin. You see, it all started with a series of bad decisions. First was flirting with a dangerous criminal to rescue a little girl I didn’t even know. Second was throwing a massive, masked gala in my small-town hideout (complete with drag queens) and not expecting to draw attention… Then Raif rode in on a motorcycle and melted my undies (and my heart), saying he wouldn’t let anybody hurt me.

Spencer Serrano is seven feet of trouble—loud, crude, and far more dangerous than his stupid jokes let on. He’s flirtation wrapped in muscle, chaos wrapped in charm, and he doesn’t take no for an answer. Abigail Rosa has spent her life in a protective bubble—put there by those who love her, kept there by her own sense of duty and respect. Safe. Sheltered. Untouched by men like Spence. Until the day he strolls into her shop with his filthy mouth and lack of manners… and turns her entire world upside down.

I didn’t get to say goodbye to my mother. When I watched her coffin lower into the ground, I swore I’d never love another that deeply again. I didn’t have to. I found solace in the opposite.

The good news is I was recently named head coach of the Portsmouth Whalers hockey team, the youngest coach in the NHL for their newest expansion team. The bad news? Brace yourself. I wish I had when I found out my half-brother just took his life. When I got up off the floor I also found out he left me with a mountain of debt-and his baby daughter.

A cruel fate. Two souls condemned. An impossible love. I knew he’d choose me before he came to our door on the night of the Tithing. I bore the mark that would make me his. It was my ancestor who spoke the words that bound us together, and his demon-god who promised protection for the price of blood. My blood. I was prepared to be that sacrifice if it would keep my family safe. Loving Azrael? The thought never crossed my mind. He was and would forever be my enemy.

The whole team knows that Leo only has one rule: do not even think about his sister. The same sister I find in a towel outside her door one night, locked out of her apartment next door to his. It's a rule that I've found fairly simple to follow, if only because I don't see her around much. She's an artist, and other than seeing her out and about with friends a few times at LuLu's, I can manage ignoring her existence. That is, until Leo secretly adds her to our team's fantasy league.

My name is Bobby Kincaid, and I met the woman of my dreams last night in a dark club. We drank. We danced. We shared a part of our souls, and a belly-firing kiss that has left me hard and desperate for more. I begged for her number, but all I got was the view of her slender back, little black dress, and flowing blonde hair as she slid into a car with another dude. Just like that, she drove out of my life, determined to never see me again. But I wouldn't be me if not for my tenacity and a streak of stubborn most others call a flaw.

When my cheating ex destroyed my life, I did what any reasonable woman would do—I dove headfirst into a petty revenge scheme. After all, I've always been more of a 'go down swinging' kind of girl. My brilliant plan? Deliver hate notes to my ex's biggest business rival until he's so fed up he hires me just to make it stop.

My whole life's been spent in stadiums—watching, playing, coaching. Baseball isn't just what I do, it's who I am, and I'm damn good at it. What I'm not good at? Raising my three-year-old daughter alone. So when a coworker tells me he knows the perfect nanny, I don't hesitate hiring her. Hailey Shea is everything I didn't know I needed: beautiful, intelligent, and incredible with my daughter.

I lived life on my terms, keeping people at a distance for a reason. I rebelled every chance I got, shutting down any sensibilities that remained. But then danger swallowed me whole, and all I wished for was a different life. A life where I listened to the concerns of those who loved me. A life that had meaning. A life where I could follow my dream of becoming a designer. Secrets would be revealed. Lies would be uncovered. But could I see beyond the deception? And could I step away from the past and emerge on the other side intact?

At this point, I'm starting to lose track of how many people are trying to ruin my life. My parents. My ex and his mistress. Pasha's enemies (and believe me, there are a lot of those). But Pasha abandoning me in the hardest moment I've ever faced is the cherry on top. He swore he'd be here... but he's not. Until, suddenly, he is. The problem is, that might be worse. Because the man I loved has turned into something else. A monster. A stranger. And our happily ever after has never looked farther away

One of my favorite songs growing up was Jessie’s Girl by Rick Springfield. Ironically enough, I never realized I’d be living out those lyrics in my own life when I fell for my best friend’s girl—and then my best friend, John Schmitt, died. Add on the fact that she was pregnant with his child and that I’d been harboring feelings for Evelyn months before all of this happened, and well, now? Now the lyrics to that song don’t sound so bad anymore.

Swearing off men . . . piece of cake. Surviving a run in with her ex-fiancé's older brother who happened to be her first love? 10 out of 10 would not recommend. When Frankie Costas packed a bag and flew 3000 miles to her Yaya's house in Hope Falls after a devastating betrayal, she never...

I am not a famous person, but I have been called a king maker. I own the most important talent agency in the world. Music is my life, and no one knows the industry better than I do. But I’m also a Townsend and the Townsends made their money off of the city of Los Angeles itself, which is why I’ve also inherited the ownership of a Major League Baseball team—The L.A. Flames.

I only have room for two things in my life: football and my daughter. At least until my brother's ex-girlfriend shows up at my team's stadium needing a white knight. When I find out she's also got a secret summer checklist that I'm uniquely qualified for? I've forgotten all the reasons she should be off limits, and I'm signing up to be more than just her part-time bodyguard.

You’ve heard the story about the best friends since childhood, the boy and girl who secretly love each other but are too scared to admit it, right? Well, have you heard the one where the twin brother of the boy steps in and kisses the girl to make his brother jealous? No? Then let me enlighten you. Wyatt Gibson has been my best friend since we were in diapers, and I’ve loved him since we were ten. But when Wyatt left for college and I stayed back in our hometown of Newberry Springs, Texas, I gave up on the idea of us ever ending up together, even though he kissed me the night before he left.

Ryder Cooper is fumbling his way through life. He's been lost since his wife passed away, leaving him to raise two young children alone. But when he meets a beautiful tattoo artist with a zest for life, she makes him wonder…could he love again?

A truth for a truth? Becoming a father was never part of the plan, but then a one-night stand shows up with a three-month-old baby girl and completely upturns my life. Now I'm a single dad, and I have no idea what I am doing. I need help, so when a friend suggests hiring a nanny, I jump at it. And then she walked through my door.

Her first day at their elite school, she meets Enzo Alfera, one of the royals. He’s rich, gorgeous, and so dangerous. The magnetic pull she feels when he’s near is absolutely irresistible. She’s warned to stay away, and that’s exactly what she plans to do. Except every time their paths cross, neither one of them can deny their powerful attraction.

Micah Malone is the son of a notoriously cruel—and thankfully dead—mafia boss. Now, he's the organization's enforcer and right hand to his brother's reign. He's the broadest of five boys. The quietest. And the deadliest. Yet, even with his blade pressed to my throat, he's still the only man who makes me feel alive. It's toxic and dangerous to pursue a relationship with him. I know better. But Micah is like a flame, burning bright in the night. And I'm more scared of the dark than of the monsters who hide amongst the shadows.