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All his other Harem brothers have found their one true love, and they are spectacular princesses. Not Valor’s girl. Veila is the definition of evil. Not the kind of girl for whom a guy falls. Especially a stand-up guy like Valor. He’s not interested in her sexy glow, her pretty hair, or her glowing eyes. No. Valor only wants one thing for his fated princess. Death.

Fancy boats. Lakeside mansions. Luxe watches and bespoke suits. The Kings of High Court College act like Gods. And Cooper Valcourt is the worst of them. He is the bully king. His family owns everything. And his mission is to put me in my place and send me packing. But Cooper and I have a history filled with secrets. And everyone knows that power doesn’t come from having money. It comes from holding secrets. And I’m holding one of his.

Wendy Gale isn’t the kind of girl you marry. She’s not even the kind of girl you date. She’s not a friend with benefits, she’s not a one-night-stand, and regardless of what she thinks, she's never been a rebound. Wendy Gale is the kind of girl you kidnap and lock in your basement so she can’t ever escape. She’s the kind of girl you tie up. You put a collar on her. A leash. Handcuffs. You chain her to things and gag her mouth. A blindfold isn’t a bad idea, either.

Left with few choices after the murder of her father, a young assassin teams up with a brutal alien race to expose an 8,000-year-old plan to destroy Earth. Nothing about Junco’s world is what it seems. She has been trained to kill from the day she was born and her life has been nothing but a long string of secret missions interspersed with long bouts of insanity and insubordination. But now that her father is dead every military faction wants a piece of her. Especially the ruthless alien soldier, Tier, and his team of murderous brothers.

Aria Amherst lied about her age the first night we met. But when I kissed her...I knew exactly how old she was. And once I kissed her...I needed more. I wanted all of her. I wanted everything she wasn’t really offering. Until I found out that her father was making a deal with my business partner. Then I wanted her more.

Tyler Morgan has been fighting back his whole adult life. He’s ready for anything when it comes to payback. But endangering Maddie can’t be part of the deal. Unfortunately for him, once Maddie gets an idea in her head, there’s no stopping her.

I look her body up and down as I circle her. Mine? I smile a devious, deviant, I'm-gonna-make-you-sorry-you-ever-started-playing-this-game-with-me smile. And then I take her hand. I lead her to the elevator. We go up to my apartment. I tie her wrists together with rope. Raise her arms above her head. And chain her to the ceiling. It's my turn.

He's empty, inhuman, dishonest, and cruel. She's never wanted anyone more. Sydney has lived in fear for eight years after freelance assassin, Merc, failed to rescue her from a cult-like militia group. Left in the hands of a sadistic man, she did whatever it took to survive. But Merc's last words gave her hope. Hope he'd be back to finish the job. After Merc is betrayed by her father, Sydney becomes his target. He wields sex, drugs, lies, and love like weapons.

Issy Grey is a control freak. There’s no problem she can’t solve. Issy’s also a successful self-help author, presenter, and life coach. She has every answer, every time you ask for it. That is, until her BFF butts into her life and signs her up for a sexual-fantasy-fulfillment game she never asked to play! Now she can’t turn it off! She can’t quit because Jordan Wells refuses to admit she’s even a player! And she can’t get rid of the man assigned to pleasure her with panic because he’s her new bodyguard!

Love. When mutual, it's Heaven on Earth. When one-sided, it can tear you apart. There is no greater weapon than the heartsick soul. That is the power I wield, for I am the God of Love. No one has power like me. No one can poison a heart and pollute a mind the way I can. That is why the gods kicked me out. That is why they made me fall. But then a door appears on the side of my hill. The opportunity to ruin kings and destroy gods is mine once more. I can crush the whole wicked world if I can just get back the power I lost. But this magic of mine requires sacrifice.

Mr. Perfect, Mr. Romantic, Mr. Corporate, Mr. Mysterious, and Mr. Match found what they were looking for and now it's time to seal the deal. Five Aston hasn't quite found his happily ever after yet...not quite. But he will. And he's about to host the party of the century for all his family and friends. Mr. & Mrs. is the delicious cherry on top of the most perfect dessert and all your favorite characters will be back for one...final...swoon-worthy story.

The hunger burns, the feeding soothes. I hate this curse, I hate the world, and most of all, I hate myself. Because I am chained to the blood of the only thing I truly want—the little Black witch called Syrsee.

Rook Walsh appeared out of nowhere like a dark angel sent to steal my soul. And I could just tell that she was broken, and beaten, and scared. So I made her an offer of a lifetime. She needed a job, and I needed a certain "type" of girl for a modeling contract worth millions of dollars called Tragic. I was warned to keep my hands to myself. I was warned not to get involved. I was warned not to ruin her. (The way I ruined the last one.) But I don’t take orders - I give them.

RK Saber ran from tragedy five years ago when his car went over the side of a mountain in a prom-night crash. Consumed by guilt, he walked away from Juilliard and morphed into Rock, front man for the global rock-band sensation Son of a Jack. Five members. Five best friends. Five rising stars burning so bright, they had to know it couldn't last. When tragedy strikes again and the band goes from five to two, RK is sentenced to...home. Back to the place where all his nightmares started.

Sometimes I wish there never was an Indie or a Donovan; that McKay and I just ran away together when we were young. Sailed around the world. Climbed mountains. Learned to parachute. Did whatever we wanted and never thought about this place, or the Company and our place in it, ever again.

Myrtle - I’m a just an erotic woman who likes control. And edgy sex. And hard men. At the same time. So starting an outreach class at the TDH community center to teach other women how to put the dom in dominatrix was inevitable. Even if I was only doing it to use my boss, Pierce, as my submissive example and pay him back for humiliating me in front of the whole world last summer. Pierce - I regret what I did to Myrtle. She’s the best assistant I’ve ever had and I’ll play along - for now - because I want to make things right. But … come on. Me? A submissive? Ha.

Can a threesome really work? Or does it always crash and burn? They were never meant to be just two. It was always three. But seven years ago Jordan Wells broke the trust he’d built with Alexander and Augustine and everything changed. Everyone moved on and got over it. Put the past behind them where it belonged and started new lives. But now Alexander and Augustine are back - looking for a new game and the final third to complete their threesome. And they won’t take no for an answer. Jordan Wells is about to play his final game. Will he win? Or will he be too afraid to try?

You want the diamonds? You want the mansion? You want the lake, and boats, and the cars? You want the security? And the man? Then you do what you’re told. I live in his castle. I sit at his feet. I wear his collar. I am his offering. The Chosen Ones...the Ruling Class. They are a breed apart. And yes, that pedigree matters. Not just anyone can rise above and become their equal. It takes sacrifice.

Lonnie Derringer is a filthy-mouthed, dirty-talking, long-distance fling. (That's been going on for two years.) I know, I know. That's not a fling. This might be getting serious. I look forward to our quickie lunch dates and the way he whispers in my ear every night from 2,000 miles away. He's the best boyfriend I never had. Until I find out his name isn't Lonnie, it's Alonzo. Until I find out he's not some boring accountant with a dead-end job, he's a six-foot-four, yoked-out, tatted-up fisherman who never wears a shirt!

Lyssa: Freelance princess hunter Mason Macintyre thinks he’s so tough with those bulging muscles. He thinks he’s so smart with his plan to tame me with spankings and submission. Well, I’ve got news for him. They don’t call me Wild Thing for nothing. I’ve been playing unruly princess my whole life, and I’m not about to stop now. Mason: This was supposed to be a simple kidnap job. Catch her and bring her in so she can be married off. But once her father realizes the man he hired won’t be able to handle her, he blackmails me into completing the job.