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Olivia’s professor promised her lessons she couldn’t learn in class. What he didn’t expect was to find peace from his tormented past in her arms. Now, that past has caught up to both of them, ripping them apart even when he vowed she was the person who mattered most.

It was supposed to be one night. Now he's obsessed. When my one-night-stand turns into an all-time-fail, I vow not to tell anyone about the much older hottie who walked out on me mid-deed. (On my twenty-first birthday, no less.) Too bad I bump into my almost lover at my mother’s wedding a few...

I wasn't in the market for a man. I definitely wasn't looking for a man like Clay Nichols, with a dirty mind and a mouth to match. But then he walked into my life one night, and he was everything I wanted. He's also exactly what I can't have. Because there's a price tag on my head. I'm a wanted woman, and I owe debts that were never mine. The dangerous men I owe have threatened to hurt anyone in my life if I don't pay up. So I work off my debts by playing cards in an underground poker ring. One so risky I shouldn't get involved with a soul.

On the night of the blood moon, I get my memories restored and learn that I'm not human - I'm the Goddess of Pain. And the men who tried to kill me? They just might be the loves of my immortal life. But what's an "I love you" compared to an assassination attempt? Someone paid these men to kill me, and if I don't find out who this person is, I'll lose everything and everyone I ever loved. But they underestimated me. I don't just endure pain - I make it. And the people who tried to hurt my family? They'll suffer for what they've done.

My sexy-as-sin husband and I are living our best life together in Manhattan. Clay and I dote on our little girl, enjoy thriving careers, and indulge in the best nights together ever. But when competition rears its head in my bar business, I have to pull out all the stops to show I’m not a one-hit wonder in my field. Turns out, though, that this drink contest inspires my husband and me in other ways - ways that might lead to even more wildly seductive nights.

A witch with no power captured by four vicious, possessive, sinfully hot gargoyles…Not exactly the makings of a happy ending. Yet here in the arms of New York’s most brutal monsters, I’ve never felt so safe. So cherished. As we work to obliterate our enemies and solve the mysteries of my past—a past that very well holds the key to unlocking my lost magic and breaking their curse—my gargoyles and I have grown impossibly close.

A funny, angsty, inspired-by-true-a-story novella about first love, first relationship, and all the other...firsts. What happens when your first love is doomed and has an expiration date? Find out with Lana.

After our messy breakup, Hayden Shaw swore he’d never come back to Valentine, Texas. Years later, I’m still trying to forget we ever existed. Damn near impossible when he’s now everywhere. A constant reminder of what could have been. Rumors swirl about his true intentions, but a little gossip has never bothered me. However, if winning over my heart is his end game, he can hang up his spurs because I won’t make the same mistake twice—or will I?

Event-planner Eve Canaday and her secret crush Dr. Ben Tyler are unexpectedly drafted to help a little girl fulfill her late-mother’s wish - to have a magical Christmas that creates some happy memories. Eve sees this opportunity as a sign; Ben, as a glitch in his plan to leave Marietta behind for good.

They say Gabriel Redthorne is the most ruthless royal vampire of all. They say he tore out a man’s throat just for spilling his bourbon. They say his heart is so cold, the women he beds turn to ice. Good. Let them talk. The vampire prince has always known it’s better to be feared as a monster than loved as a fool, no matter how cold his bed is. But then he meets her.

The fourth book in Sandra Hill's Cajun series serves up laugh-out-loud humor and sizzling romance in equal portions. The long, hot Louisiana summer just got hotter for Rene LeDeux. He returns home to southern Louisiana after quitting his job in Washington as an environmental lobbyist. Years of...

I swear I’m a good girl. I didn’t go to the exclusive, after-hours masquerade to kiss my dad’s best friend. I didn’t even know who the masked man was when he touched me like I was his every fantasy. But when I learn exactly how off-limits my new lover is, I do my best to avoid him the next time. Except, he has his sinful sights set on me, even when he discovers who I am. Just one time, he whispers. Then we’ll pretend this never happened.

I wanted a hero, a white knight who would fight for me. Marco fights for his family, for his honor.... He doesn’t fight for love. But my traitorous body still yearns for him. Still responds to the sound of his voice, the memories of our long nights together. I fell in love with a man who doesn’t exist, and I damned us all when I did. God help me, I’d still choose Marco Bellanti all over again.

My life was planned for me, down to the smallest detail. I was to be a gift for a man loyal to my uncle, a pretty little prize. When I ran away, I did it for love. I should have known my uncle would never allow it. They say all’s fair in love and war, but sometimes they’re the same thing. And nothing about this is fair. I should be a happy newlywed, burning dinner and stealing kisses. Instead, I’m a pawn for powerful men to fight over. But they’ve underestimated my husband.

Brett Sebastian is the very best kind of friend. Who else would get me a job at one of the biggest corporations in America? And hook me up with his uber-rich cousin to boot? And let me cry on his shoulder every time said cousin blows me off? Okay, it’s pretty obvious that Brett cares about me in a different way than I do for him, but he seems fine with how things are. Until one fateful night when I'm mooning over his cousin, and Brett utters four words that should make me happy for him, should make me relieved, should balance out our uneven relationship: “I met a girl.”

One Friday night, after a horrible day at work, Elena decides to cheer herself up with a one-night stand with a hot stranger. The guy who propositions her has a scorching bod and a sexy British accent. Cheered up? Check. Until Monday morning, when she walks into the office, and there he is. Her one-nighter is her boss's ex-husband, Chance Dixon.

Love is a battlefield, and divorce attorney Sadie Howard is entrenched on the front lines. She thought she might have met the right man once, but he was a career military guy who got shipped overseas and left her heart on the tarmac. These days, the only commitment Sadie wants is the one she's made to her Denver law practice. Combat photographer Roman Dvornakov is back. Fresh out of the U.S. Army, he’s using family connections to snap photos at a few weddings while he builds his civilian photography practice.

She’s hard up. He’s just hard.... After an ill-fated one-night stand, Wyatt Landry was the last person I ever expected to see again. By design, mind you, as I spent the last two years avoiding him. He was only ever meant to be a good time - a really good time - and now, thanks to one teensy little mistake, he’s back in my life and wielding an entirely different set of tools.

My father was ruthless. Cold. Calculated. Formidable. Every decision. Every step. Every thought. Every breath he controlled. I never thought anyone could despise him as much as I did. I was wrong. So wrong. There was one person. He wanted revenge. I was the willing pawn. He was dangerous, beautiful, broken, and most of all a way to get back at my father. But there’s one thing I didn’t count on...falling in love.

In hindsight, I should not have had that fifth mimosa at Breakfast with Santa. Or the sixth, seventh, and eighth. Even if the mic-drop moment that resulted was worth the looks on my former friends’ faces. For the sake of my children and my pride, I pack up and head for my childhood home and the small town where I grew up. Cloverleigh Farms would be the perfect place for a fresh start. Falling for Henry DeSantis wasn’t part of the plan.