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To the rest of the world, Rome Moreno is the Riff King. An icon, a Rock God. When I met him, he mistook me for a stripper and asked me to ride his lap. So, consider me unimpressed. I didn't mean for him to take that as a challenge . . . There's no place for a tattooed hunk of trouble like Rome in the regimented life of a world-class dance princess. My days run on a carefully timed clock—where I go, when I practice, what I eat. I sold my soul to the devil to pay for my dreams, and I've accepted it. But one taste of forbidden fruit can do the most destructive things. 

Vince "The Invincible" Stone is every woman's fantasy...strong, sexy, confident, and completely in control. Growing up surrounded by chaos, he's learned never to get too attached. Love will drag you down. He adores women, treats them well, puts their own needs before his own...for the night anyway. With the biggest fight of his life coming up, his focus should be on training. When fate brings Vince and Liv back together again, there's no denying the chemistry is still there. But can Vince erase the old scars their past left behind? Or will Liv hurt him instead?

The man who’s haunted my steps from the moment we met at the ball now controls my every move in his hideaway. His dark eyes miss nothing, and he seeks out all my weak spots. He uses his fingers, his wicked tongue, his sharp mind. Searching, testing, looking for the side of me I’ve hidden away for so long. He’s relentless in his pursuit of my secrets, but I manage to discover some of his own.

I broke the cardinal rule and slept with my sister’s best friend. Granted, I’d just found out that I was now a single father to a three-year-old little girl and was low on willpower. It should also be noted that there’s been sexual tension between us for years. There’s no way it would be a surprise if anyone in our small town found out. That is if we were telling people, which we’re not.

Waking up beside my best friend after a crazy night in Vegas is nothing new. However, waking up wearing nothing but two shiny, matching wedding rings is. For the girl who promised to never settle down, it's her worst nightmare. For me, it's a dream come true. I've wanted Raelynn Vos since she first propositioned me at a frat party. I, of course, turned her down, knowing I'd need more than a one night stand. Nothing less than forever would do.

Once upon a time, there lived a witch. A powerful, brilliant, dope-as-heck one whose magicks inspired fear and envy. Like all classic fairy tales, her story had the usual goodies. Destiny. Missing souls. Unfathomable evil. The precarious fate of the entire universe. Blah, blah, blah. But let's get back to that witch with the awesome hair…

It started with a threat . . . "Shut your mouth or pay the consequences." That's the problem with being the only female in the world's largest rock band. I attract crazed fans and stalkers on a daily basis. Much to Adrian's displeasure. As our band manager, it's Adrian Hale's job to protect us. And that's all I am to him . . . a job. Because I've kept him at a distance for the sake of my career . . . among other reasons. There's a secret I've been keeping. There's a past I've been hiding. There's a fire spreading inside me that's burning to get out.

Things in Layla Fox's life were going great. She had a fantastic job, amazing friends, and a killer apartment. There was just one tiny glitch in all that perfect. Her upstairs neighbor was the very definition of tall, dark, and handsome...and she hated the man with every cell in her body. Jude Kingsley was the most arrogant jerk she had ever met, making the fact that she was attracted to him more than a little inconvenient. When the two of them are forced together by Jude's meddling grandmother, the bitter rivalry between the two suddenly turns into something very different.

I thought the most annoying thing about being a single dad was that my friends were always trying to find me a date. Until a sassy British ray of sunshine bumps into me at a bookstore. One accidental butt grab, a viral photo, and a lot of misunderstandings later, I find myself in a fake relationship with a movie star.

He arrives all dressed in black. Diamond cufflinks. A watch on his tanned wrist that cost more than we would ever see in a lifetime of work. He carries a single red rose. It turns out he is my new guardian. I should have known from the very start that he had more in common with the thorns than the rose. Now I know the truth: I’m a pawn in his dangerous game of revenge. I was too young and naïve. Now it's too late to save myself from his clutches.

Bella Matthews comes an Enemies to Lovers, Fake Dating, Sports Romance. Killian St. James was the boy I loved. Now he’s the man I love to hate. To the world, I’m America’s sweetheart. A brand built on fairy tales and love songs that sell millions. But the truth? I’m not sure I believe in happily ever afters . . . At least not for me. Burned-out and desperate for a break, I return to my hometown, craving quiet and a tiny taste of freedom.

Raised in a cult where opinions and freedom in women were not tolerated, Mara Greene narrowly escaped a life as a child bride—one where she would’ve been shared and owned by all the men in the compound. Her testimony helped put the cult leader in prison, but she’s never truly gotten past the horrors inflicted on her. Her conditioning to keep silent persists even now—despite having found a safe haven at the Resting Warrior Ranch.

I didn't know who Dove's sister was when we first met. I didn't know that I'd been fooling around with her for a few months before Dove walked into my life. I didn't know that—if I've done the math correctly—I could be the father to her sister's child. But I do know this. Dove has the voice of an angel, and the heart of one too. I might not deserve her, but I refuse to let her go. She doesn’t know that I was with her sister before we met. She doesn’t know that her niece or nephew could be my freaking kid. And even though it kills me, I can’t let her find out.

Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite, scorching and branding your very soul before you’ve taken that first breath. You’re never given a chance to run from it. That’s how I’d describe what happened to us. Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch.... The chase and the heat between us became addictive.

Life at Nyx's Station has been a little tense of late. There are the fugitives she's hiding, the Harvester of Worlds she still doesn't know what to do with, and then there's the ex-boyfriend she's been avoiding. So when someone from her elusive past shows up in Earth Between, Nyx jumps at the distraction—and the chance to finally get some answers. The only problem is, her childhood friend Seth has no intention of answering any of those questions.

My goddess is reborn. The mouthy peacock shifter I find is not the woman I knew. She's somehow more. More human. More lovely. More sinful. And I want her more than I ever have before.

An epic tale of both betrayal and all-consuming love.... Marcus, the villain. Cody Walsh, the FBI agent who knows too much. And Delilah, the lawyer caught in between.

This is Jericho and River’s story. This will be an arranged marriage romance with all the feels.

“I want a divorce.” No woman wants to say those words. No woman who is still in love with her husband anyway. Our marriage has been tested, repeatedly. It’s been dragged through tabloids and rumors and fans that just won’t let us be. Through it all, we’ve remained unbreakable. We didn’t have the perfect marriage because perfection doesn’t exist. But we had love. We had trust. We had chemistry that to this day sets everything inside me on fire. Then one life-threatening statement creates a chain of lies that leaves me no choice but to say those horrible words.

Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite, scorching and branding your very soul before you’ve taken that first breath. You’re never given a chance to run from it. That’s how I’d describe what happened to us. Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch.... The chase and the heat between us became addictive. Our nights together were a distraction, one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us.