Lyssa Cole brings an angsty, second chance romance to the Leave Me Breathless Collection...I fell in love with him when I was a child, watching from afar as he would catch butterfly after butterfly for me. As teens, our love grew stronger into one that lasts a lifetime. But one car accident left everything destroyed, my memories stolen from me, even the ones of him. Despite the difficulties, he waits for me to return. Patiently, he shows me our life, one memory at a time. He’s determined to make me fall in love with him all over again.

She'll outrun her bad luck straight into the arms of her Daddy this St. Patrick's Day...Like a good girl, Stormee Duncan was determined to please her family when she agreed to marry the rich man who set his sights on her. But for this sweet lass, no pot of gold is worth abandoning her secret desires and giving up on her dreams. Cooper Henry's time at Rawhide Ranch is nearly over when he discovers a disheveled woman in a bright green gown hiding among bales of hay.

Fleeing the neverending threat one bad mistake created, Piper Townie is desperate for any job. A new protected location should solve all her problems. But what happens when her irresistible boss uncovers the secret desires she’s hiding from everyone?

Running away from home at 17 wasn't easy. Let's face it, though, nothing before or in the ten years since has ever been easy for me. And I'm doing okay—sorta. I just need to keep scraping by, living under the radar. Staying out of people's way, off people's minds. When a man walks through my open patio door, stepping boldly into my home and my life, I should be scared, frightened, terrified. I must be more broken than I realized because I'm none of those things. I'm intrigued—and I'm wondering if the way to take control of my life is by giving in to him.

I hate Dante Moretti. He is cold, calculating, and vicious. It’s no secret that he wiped out his former fiancée and her entire family on the eve of their wedding. He’s the kind of evil that makes even devils cry. But that’s not why I hate him.

Drowning in the murky waters of the mafia, I’m determined to find a way out. I have my sights set on becoming a film producer and won’t let anything or anyone stand in my way. Then my mother marries a retired Godfather, and I get the head of the Greek mafia as a stepbrother. Nikolas Stathoulis is set on ruining my well-laid plans. His ruthless reputation has me running for the safety of my apartment. But he’s always there. On campus. In my apartment. Expecting me to play by his rules.

Just when she thinks her life is finally turning around, a disastrous first date puts Everly Truman right back where she started—a nervous, terrified wreck. She's pretty sure she's ruined any chance she had with sweet, handsome Chef Andrew, but once he learns the real reason she's been avoiding him, he refuses to let her hide from him any longer.

Charming, captivating, seductive—and a cold-blooded killer. I married the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva anyway. I had to, it was part of the deal. Now, I’m faking marital bliss as I tremble with fear, and I cannot wait to be out of the clutches of this ruthless man.

Roman: I’m demanding. I’m strict. I get what I want. And I want Lucy Neill. She is mine. She is my girl. My little. My life. My world. She just doesn’t know it yet. Lucy: I lost my job. I have no idea what I'm going to do next. I should not be spending Friday night at a club. I can’t help myself. The club calls to me. The owner calls to me. I crave the forbidden. I never realized how much I needed a daddy.

Life sucks. Gabe Harris has been clued into this fact for a long time now. In his mid-twenties, life has been nothing but low paying jobs, petty power-tripping bosses, and the worst roommates mankind has to offer. Bills, debt, and misery have haunted him for his entire adult life and, to make matters worse, it feels like his dream of being a writer is dead on arrival. One fateful night, he decides to take control of his life and make his dream a reality.

An Irish mobster. A missing friend. Two loyalties, ripping me apart. I had a plan. Get in, get my information, and get out. Easy, right? Turns out, infiltrating the Irish mafia isn't exactly what I thought it would be. I just wanted a soldier. Someone I could flirt with to get me in the door. That's when Lachlan Crow noticed me. Problem was, he wasn't a soldier. No, he was next in line for the throne of the Irish underworld. And he was determined to hate me from the outset.

Hope Pendleton is a prude – a straight, by-the-book investigative reporter. Then her best friend, Callie, goes on a date and doesn't come back. Gone. Totally off the grid. Hope's instincts kick in. The only clue is her friend's alternative lifestyle, and Hope finds herself faced with uncomfortable choices. Partnering with the stand-offish but enigmatic FBI agent investigating her friend's disappearance, Hope retraces Callie's path, following her trail through the underbelly of the Nashville BDSM scene.

The only thing I ever wanted in this life was to be an artist. No matter how rough my childhood was, I knew tattooing would be my salvation. Trying to succeed in my father’s shadow was too much for me to handle, so I took off for the city the first chance I got. I didn’t realize until it was too late that there was a reason he wanted to hide me behind him. Now he’s dead, the shop I grew up in is in shambles, and the only person who can save me from his past is Driller.

Lad knows the law of his people all too well: Don't get careless, and don't get caught. It's allowed his race to live undetected in this world for thousands of years, mentioned only in flawed and fading folklore. Lad's never been able to forget about Ryann since that night ten years ago. When he sees her again, his fascination re-ignites and becomes a growing desire that tempts him to break all the rules. He isn’t supposed to even talk to a human, much less fall in love with one.

In the dim lights of Aurora’s premier kink club waits an alpha eager to take control. Billionaire Crawford Daniels has bedded submissives before, but he’s never given one his collar. That privilege is reserved for the man who’s strong-willed enough to tell him no, but whose pretty lips always say yes. Crawford wants more than a pet - he wants a partner. Someone to pamper and spoil or punish.