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I always knew I was different—my obsession with catching Deadwater’s murderer with my Skeleton Girls Detective Agency, my hunger to hunt predators with my steel sharp and my manicure perfect. And now, my dangerous instalove for the skeleton crew’s new recruit. Riordan, with his tousled dark hair and striking green eyes, would be wise to run far from me. But it was infatuation at first sight, and there’s nothing I won’t do to keep him close. Even if it means risking everything.

I tried everything to get his attention, but I invited in a monster. After facing a threat to my life, I found myself kidnapped and locked away by the skeleton crew’s enforcer. Connor is feared. Respected. And obsessed with me. He controls everything, right down to my pleasure. His rules dictate what I can and can’t touch. When I can and can’t wear clothes. What’s strange is how happy I am. From the outside, my old life appeared perfect, but my father’s iron grip had suffocated me. Now, in the hands of my captor, I can finally breathe.

I hated the gangs that ruled my city. After my friend was killed and my father vanished, I had no choice but to infiltrate one to figure out why. Entering their infamous club quickly showed me I was in over my head. Then the most feared gang leader took an interest in me. Arran was corrupt, deadly, and his searing gaze both terrified and tempted me. In my search for answers, I stumbled into his dark and dangerous game. The result? I belonged to him, with no chance of escape. In a heartbeat, I became Arran’s obsession. And in a terrible twist, I think he’s becoming mine.

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As a member of the royal family, my life is a spectacle. Every move I make ends up in the headlines. When a familiar face from my past joins my security team, his return brings more than just old memories. Raphael suspects someone close to me is leaking my whereabouts, putting me in danger.

I entered the game. He already chose me. If I go into that basement, I'll be prey. That's the game: twenty men hunting five women. Whoever catches me will claim me—right there on the floor—and I'll be his for thirty days and nights. No refusals. No limits. As a successful, focused professional, I have no business indulging in this dark fantasy. But I can’t resist. Not when he might be there. The man who fuels my most forbidden obsession.

I thought the scenery would be the highlight of my working trip to Scotland, then a dark-haired, kilted Highlander walks into the bar. That swoony Scottish accent. Dark eyes and a sexy smirk. Would anyone blame me for a quick holiday romance? Except if I want to keep my job, Ewan is off limits. I need to lock down my lust.

As a bodyguard, I have one rule: don't get attached. Yet Daisy's got me hooked. When I'm asked to protect her, I can't resist. She's warmth and kindness wrapped up in a curvy package, and I'm willing to cross any line to keep her safe. Almost. No matter how torn I am between duty and desire, there’s only one chance I can’t take. For her, I’ll risk anything—except for my heart.

I always pictured my brother's best friend to be impressive - after all, he's a military helicopter pilot whose job is to save people. Then he appears in front of me and my assumptions fly out of the window. Tattoos on muscles. Grey eyes and a sexy smirk. A Scottish accent to die for. And what's more? He's here to rescue me from my uncle's clutches. My poor sheltered heart stands no chance.

Hiding out in the Scottish Highlands, I've fled my old life. I need a home for my little daughter, a job, and the eyeful of my roommate naked in the shower has me thinking I might need a hot Scottish boyfriend, too. But the gorgeous bodyguard only offers fun nights between the sheets. While he's preoccupied worshipping my thick thighs and claiming he doesn't want commitment, I'm meant to be busy on the dating scene. For longterm, he's telling me to look elsewhere, but what if its him I fall for?

Lennox McRae is a dirty fighter. He crashed my car, stole my first kiss, then walked away with another woman. There’s no reason why, years later, when I see him in a fight, I should be lusting after his body. They call him Hard Nox, but I know him, and damned if he's getting an easy ride back into my life.

A scar tore his face. Mine would carve his heart. I’d do anything to save my missing sister, even sell my body to the highest bidder. Until he steals me from my buyer’s mansion. Camden rescued me, but he won’t let me walk away. Especially when I discover he’s my buyer’s son. And the strange thing? I can’t even be angry at the sweet, gentle, scarred Scotsman for the terrible thing he did. Chasing after me will hurt him. And loving him will only leave me with scars.

A Highlander walks into a bar.... My father's conference, to be exact. The Scot is huge, overbearing, and his gaze sets me on fire. He wants to take me home to see his mighty tower. I'm tempted. I really am. Except I just had a proposal from someone else. One that could give me everything I wanted. Apart from love. But when did I ever have a need for that?

Beth: I know, I know. Running a guy over isn’t the best way to get his attention, but in my defence, my driving skills are all I really have. And impressing the tall, dark, mysterious man who barely speaks was far too tempting to pass up. Except women like me don’t get to date earls. I’m not what he needs. I grew up in foster care, he was raised in a palace. No matter the power of our heated looks, or how much my blood surges whenever he’s around, whatever we have will be short-lived. Heartbreak is all I’ve ever known. He’s welcome to the pieces.

It was the blood I noticed first. Running down the neck of the man on the ferry. Then his bruised knuckles, dark eyes, and arrogant smirk. The handcuffs came last. No one else paid him attention, but I couldn't look away. Or deny my instant lust. I had no idea he was being imprisoned on the remote, dark Scottish island I knew well. Or that he'd been kidnapped, not arrested. I went from that naïve girl on the boat, dreaming of stolen kisses, to the one who held the key to his prison cell. When heat turns to hate, all that's left is ruin.

After a hit and run, my gold medal dreams are forced on hold. I can’t walk, let alone snowboard, and a wheelchair is my new way to get around. Everything I worked for has been destroyed. Then the world’s number one rock star strides into my life.

He's a brawler, she's a speed racer. Together, they're on fire. Isobel: Lennox is one hot Highlander. Muscles bulging on thick arms. A smirk, a bossy swagger, and one huge, swinging...attitude. Nox: Isobel is a menace. She races cars and has tattoos in places I can't even imagine. I shouldn’t want her. But I can't forget the one kiss we shared.

He was dangerous, but the real sin was mine. Sinclair was my secret obsession. The one I dreamed of in a homelife filled with violence and pain. It was Sin's darkness that saved me, wrapping its way around my heart until it beat only for him. I helped him escape his island prison. He asked me to leave with him. But my mother is pregnant, and I won't let another child be raised in that house of horrors. The only way to free her is to betray the man I want and the family he's creating. Love is impossible when my only option is to sin.

I wanted him. He wanted to ruin me. It was the blood I noticed first. Running down the neck of the man on the ferry. Then his bruised knuckles, dark eyes, and arrogant smirk. The handcuffs came last. No one else paid him attention, but I couldn't look away. Or deny my instant lust. I had no idea he was being imprisoned on the remote, dark Scottish island I knew well. Or that he'd been kidnapped, not arrested.

Someone’s out to get me, forcing my car off the road and me into hiding. When my brother recruits his Scottish best friend to protect me, though the brooding bodyguard drives me nuts, I can’t refuse his help. Or hide my crush. As a distraction, I create a spicy wish list and have only one man in my sights to share it with. What better way to spend my time locked in a house with the man of my dreams?