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“Mine!” he growls in the throes of passion. “Are you mine too?” I challenge him. Before he can promise anything, his betrothed shows up at his door. The demon queen is pushing for a final claim on him, and a war unlike any other rages between us. I don’t stay down, but when she brings in Barbie 2.0, an upgraded version of me, to tempt him, to replace me—Everything crumbles around me.

As the team’s publicist, I desperately need a football player to be the face of our charity calendar. Turns out our one-time party boy receiver Jones Beckett needs a savvy PR woman to manage his new good guy rep. Sounds like a simple give and take, even though I’ll be traveling around the country, snapping pictures of the sexy athlete holding rescue kittens and puppies. Still, I’m dedicated to my job, so I'll stick to my iron-clad rule—don't date a player. And never ever fall for one. No matter how charming, big-hearted and devilishly clever the man is.

They'll tell you I seduced them. Used my looks and body to lure them into my playground. They'll tell you I'm a sinner. A demon who held them captive with temptation and lust. They'll tell you I'm evil. A monster obsessed with the both of them. They'll tell you they made a deal with the devil. What they won't tell you...is how much they liked it.

They say monsters are made. I was born one. With an angelic face and a cursed talent, I eat magic and ask for seconds. When I pass through the land, flowers wither, earth scorches, and colors bleed out—all at the command of my father, the God of Ruin. I escaped his prison, only to stumble upon a dangerous school ruled by five heirs. Girls fight to fall into their laps, even though they’re all hot mess assholes.

The hot, dominant vampire god and I have a bad history together, one I can’t remember and he can’t let go. I won’t deny the scorching heat and attraction between us, but I’ll be a fool to surrender to Marlowe’s seductive and destructive power. And we have a bigger problem. War, the third horseman who refused to leave Earth, has set his sight on me. If Marlowe can’t forgive my sins and I can’t trust him again, War will take me and terror will reign on Earth.

Wealthy and privileged, Allison has lived a comfortable and boring life. But it's a life full of secrets, too. When she finally admits that she's ready to walk on the wild side, she makes her confession to the one person who has the experience to make all of her fantasies a reality. As handsome and roguish Todd challenges Allison to a less-than-innocent game of poker, she recklessly bets it all - herself included - and gives Todd everything he needs to relieve her of her "good girl" guilt.

A steamy hot boxset of friends to lovers romance, work romance, and frenemies to lovers.

You’re in the right place if you love dark and dangerous shifters. These billionaire heroes searching for their fated mates will make you drool. This special boxed collection includes three explicitly dragon-ferocious romance novellas: Betrothed to the Dragon (Book 1); Belonging to the Dragon (Book 2); and Bonded to the Dragon (Book 3).

This is the final book in the two-book duet. Book one must be heard first. One man thinks I'm a saint. The other thinks I'm a sinner. One man lives in the public eye. The other lurks in the shadows. One man wants to use me for his own needs. The other wants to use me for his revenge. One man will get what's coming to him. The other will get what he deserves. They told me good girls get rewarded. But I've been bad. Very bad. I made a deal with the Devil...and I liked it.

Aria Rialta is a girl of two realities. One she was born to. The other she was chosen for. Both are a threat. Every night when Aria falls asleep, she enters the nightmare world of Faydor to fight a war. It’s her calling to help destroy the Kruen, who feed sin and chaos to our everyday world of vulnerable humans. It would be a lonely realm in which to do battle if not for Pax, Aria’s dangerously irresistible soulmate whose mere touch can kill. It’s also a realm that’s getting harder to escape.

She walks in on me banging another woman. One sniff in her direction, and I know she's mine. Scenting his fated mate, my wolf awakens and roars with lust. But Tessa Morrigan can't be my queen. She came too late. I've started the Underworld Bride Trials. All the women must fight to the death until the last one stands by my side.

With a dagger in her boot and blades in her bra, Briar, a powerful shifter, arrives in Rouen with one goal: find and kill Dominic, the man responsible for the destruction of her entire family and wolf pack. When she discovers he is an Alpha surrounded by muscle-ripped shifters and equally as strong witches, she knows the only way she will get close enough to kill him is if she joins his dangerous and shady pack.

That billionaire dragon-shifter I’ve been trying to avoid getting involved with? Yeah, I pretty much failed there...and I've never been so delighted. Sure, he’s intense, good looking, and ripped in all the right places, not to mention the deliciously savage way he claims my body, marking me as his. Sure, he’s intense, good looking, and ripped in all the right places, not to mention the deliciously savage way he claims my body, marking me as his.

The three fae kings insist that I'm their fated mate, but they're terrible at sharing. I know I should turn my back on them before they ruin me. They're too feral, ruthless, and possessive. And too hot for their own good. A girl would have a better chance swimming with sharks than tangling with the predatory fae kings between the sheets.

In the literary world, she was flamboyant, sexy-as-hell Darcy Lake wildly successful lesbian author. In the real world she was…well, she was something else entirely. Jules Divine had nursed a crush on lesbian author Darcy Lake from the first moment she saw the author’s photo. Beautiful, charismatic and elusive, Lake was adored by millions, but known by few. Was she what she appeared to be or a promoter’s ultimate well-crafted success. Jules weaves her way through the maze of the ruthless literary world to uncover murders and liars. Her life would never be the same after spending a weekend with Darcy Lake.

Best-selling novelists Hillary Jordan and Cheryl Lu-Lien Tan present an elegant, international anthology of erotica that explores the diverse spectrum of desire, written by winners of the Pulitzer Prize, National Book Award, PEN Awards, the Women’s Prize for Fiction, Edgar Award, and more. There are stories of sexual obsession and sexual love, of domination and submission. There’s revenge sex, unrequited sex, funny sex, tortured sex, fairy tale sex, and even sex in the afterlife.

The moment Sage Reed makes her way to Ravenwood, she knows the small town lives up to its mystical lore - even if she doesn’t believe that she’s a witch. After losing her husband, she’s ready for change, and her aunt’s bookstore affords the perfect opportunity. Rome Baker has secrets of his own - even some that he’s kept from the town he calls home. But when a striking and intriguing stranger saves his life the moment she steps into his path, his inner bear knows that she’s the one for him.

I’ve been best friends with Beacon since we were kids. We shared everything, even our first kiss. Now that we’re adults, Beacon’s been cockblocking me on my quest to find Mr. Right. No matter how hard I try to find love, he’s always getting in the way. My shy, awkward exterior doesn’t help. After all, Beacon’s the cool one, not me - I play the cello at Carnegie Hall, and He’s a heartthrob. The famous frontman of the band famous Too Far From Grace. Every woman wants him, every guy...either wants to be like him or wants him too.

Night nurse Andi Ngo is back to her mundanely real life - finding her stupid brother who went on the lam the moment she bailed him from jail. But she can’t forget her date with the Damian Blackwood, not because he’s cut like her hottest dream, not because he’s a billionaire, and not even because he’s secretly a dragon. For just a few delicious moments, Damian didn’t just make her feel like she mattered, like he actually cared, like she could be his.

Dear Isaiah, eight months ago, you were just a soldier about to be deployed and I was just a waitress, sneaking you a free pancake and hoping you wouldn't notice that my gaze was lingering a little too long. But you did notice. We spent one life-changing week together before you left, and we said goodbye on day eight, exchanging addresses at the last minute. I saved every letter you wrote me, your words quickly becoming my religion. But you went radio silent on me months ago, and then you had the audacity to walk into my diner yesterday and act like you'd never seen me in your life.