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Nineteen-year-old Cromwell Dean is the rising star of electronic dance music. Thousands of people adore him. But no one knows him. No one sees the color of his heart. Until the girl in the purple dress. She sees through the walls he has built to the empty darkness within.

Samantha Becker is a busy and talented trauma surgeon with no time for nonsense. Her sister may have a special Shifter Gene, but Sammie is fairly certain she doesn’t have it, and she’s happy with her life the way it is. She doesn’t need the complicated Shifter lifestyle, and she certainly...

Sadie Becker is not herself. A 40-year-old, divorced mother of two, Sadie wakes up one morning and realizes that she looks and feels like she did in her twenties. Suddenly she’s unable to walk around in her new town of Cougarville without men falling at her feet. Confused and alone, Sadie...

Beckham King. Noun. Synonyms: None. Vanity wrapped in arrogance and tied with a wicked-intentioned bow. Obnoxiously attractive. Wildly talented in the sack. Everything a girl could want in a one-night stand. Don't ask him to commit. Don't expect a phone call. You only get one night. And God forbid you're the one girl deemed worthy of a reprise...Because you won't stand a chance. When an arrogant playboy's mind is set, there's abso-f--cking-lutely no changing it.

He stole my heart long before my sister stole his. She was the "bad girl" all the guys wanted and I was the "good girl" everyone overlooked. Now my sister is dead. I'm alone, left in the shadow she cast over me. He's the last person I expect to see at the funeral. And now I need him more than ever.

The last time my father beat me to a bloody pulp was the night he walked in on me with his woman in his bed. To be fair, she seduced me. And to be honest, I liked it. But to CPS, I was a victim. They shipped me to Utah, where my estranged mother lived with her husband and two sister-wives. And that's when I met her. My innocent, wholesome, perfect step-sister. Well, one of many. But Waverly stood out because just like me, we'd been fighting a losing battle our entire lives. Falling for her was a mistake, but shit, it's not like I ever made good decisions.

I might not be a wizard, but I’ve got magic below the belt. When I see Kaya for the first time, I know I have to make her mine. She thinks she is nothing special, just a waitress. But she has no idea how her curves make me feel. How bad I want to touch her skin. But she’s not safe with me. Not until I exterminate this threat. The Dark Legions are going down. For good this time.

From New York Times bestselling author Evangeline Anderson comes the newest audiobook in the Cougarville series. Steamy and supernatural, the world of Stone Cold Fox is one in which blood and passion burn hot. Cougarville's mechanic, and resident Alpha fox, shelters a mysterious woman who...

Ryder "Playboy" King is what everyone calls me, in and out of the octagon. I'm fine with being known as a Playboy. I've turned it into an art form. A big smile, charm, and a little flattery - and my needs are easily met. Besides, giving a shit can get a man hurt - I'd rather get in and out in one piece. Enter Tessa Jameson. One fiery lust filled moment with her is not enough. If anything, it leaves me wanting more, but she's not interested. Me? I know I've met my match - I want more. She thinks men only want sex.

Some people get tattoos - pieces of art that enhance or reveal something about them that they like. Other people, like me, are branded by something - actions or words. "No one will ever love you, Rowan, you're not worthy." Those are the words that created my blemish, my scar, my mark upon my soul. They were words whispered by the woman who should have loved me most.

Azalea Barnes has hated Drake Collins since the day he broke her teenage heart. Fast forward almost seven years later, and her libido still hasn't gotten the memo. Now they're frenemies...with benefits. Which suits Azalea just fine. She gets what her body craves while keeping her heart safe. Kind of. Mostly.

They say that holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. I hold on to it anyway, letting it consume me, as it slowly devours everything I am. I fight to hide my ugliness from the world. Until I meet her. She's a soothing balm to what ails me, softening the anger that roars within. Unknowingly, she's healing what's broken, and I'm determined to keep her - to make her mine. But what happens when she sees the monster that lies beneath? Will she stand by me?

Since chocolate couldn't cure her broken heart, creating the finest macarons and croissants this side of Paris would have to do. Who needed love anyway? Opening up Sweet Treats could have been the answer to all her problems - except all the problems she'd run away from in Paris followed her, via a first-class ticket and wearing rugged jeans. It didn't help that he made the best chocolates she'd ever tasted, either.

Knowing what she wants and how to get it is Kerrie's specialty. She is, after all, a lawyer. But the game plan changes when it comes to men. Losing control is never an option, so when her blind date disregards her long list of "wooing" requirements and does what he pleases, she discovers it's not only exactly what she's always desired, but also what she's always needed.

Thinking her marriage was over, Tessa was more than a little shocked to fall into the arms of her husband (literally) at a party she'd planned through her new company, Decadent Events. When he asks her out for coffee, she assumes it's to sign the divorce papers he'd seen. What's a girl to do when her heart still goes pitter-patter for a man who ran out on her six months after they made their forever vows but comes back asking for another chance?

Every once in a while, it's time to put yourself first...right? Except in her family she always comes last. Lauren Summers is the stable sister, the one who runs the family company while her sisters take off and travel the world. One weekend a year she hides herself away and mourns a love she lost six years ago. That weekend is now, except she's being whisked away to a mysterious island despite her protests.

I was never going to write my story. But God had other plans for me. During one long weekend, with pen in hand, words kept falling from the sky and I kept writing. I caught every word, almost, and when I looked down at the end of four or five days, I had written a book. Well, God had written a book. I had just taken notes. This is that book.