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My husband hates me. But he’s also the only man who can save me. Taken by a stranger, Santiago is my only hope. Except that I don’t know if he’s dead or alive. And for as cruel as he can be, the thought he might be gone is unbearable. But he has nine lives, my monster. He’s not finished with me yet. And soon I’m back at The Manor. Locked in my room. At his mercy. I know I am despised. I know I have become the face of his vengeance. But there’s something else, too. Something between us. It’s a dark and gnarled thing. And it has its claws around my heart.

Cristiano is my enemy. He’s also the only man with whom I’ve ever felt safe. Protected. But I have to remember that he married me with one purpose in mind. Revenge. I would be the bridge to his real enemies. I can’t let myself forget that he isn’t the hero of this story. His hands are covered in blood. I saw that with my own eyes.

Fifty million dollars for three weeks of your life in the hands of a total stranger. Would you do it? When Naomi Lee finds herself out of a job and out of the money she needs to pay her father's medical bills, she receives an anonymous letter, containing an offer she can't refuse. Max Marino, a wealthy businessman, wants her and he'll pay any price. Three weeks of her time, no-holds-barred, in exchange for 50 million dollars.

It began with a one-night stand. Two lonely strangers. One fiery attraction. Nothing to lose...or so we thought. But actions have consequences. And in the morning light, pretty little Detective Emma King will have to face hers. The man she let into her bed, the man she fully submitted to...is none other than Mario Rossi. The player. The mastermind of the family she hates. The man she’s determined to destroy. And now the only choices that remain to her are death...or marriage to me.

Not all alphas are good men. Charlie learned that lesson the hard way. After losing her daughter's father in a senseless act of violence, she hasn't figured out how to move on. She's trapped in a cycle of guilt and misery. It makes her the perfect target for a man who only wants to control her and exploit her impulses. A chance introduction at a neighbor's barbecue changes everything.

What happens when a Daddy's girl grows up to be crowned the first female underboss of the mafia? What an excellent question. Thank you so much for asking. No, seriously, I've been waiting twenty years to be able to answer this. Trust me, being hidden away in another country with a nanny, a groundskeeper, his son (my ex-best friend), and the wicked witch of the west—a.k.a. my stepmother. I'm dying to spill the tea.

Preston Michael Shaw. PMS, as I like to call him. I don’t need his job. I don’t need his fancy designer suits or his arrogance or his claims that I put a hex on him, because of course a strong, empowered woman needs to put a spell on a man. As if I want him. Pfft. He should be so lucky.

This is one mistake Sienna Landry can't buy her way out of. As Walker Gibson looks at her, then at the damage to his precious truck (that she may or may not have accidentally inflicted), she knows she's in trouble. It's not the busted headlight and dented grill that's sunk her though. It's the downright sinful man in front of her that's the problem. The small-town mechanic is broody. Rough. Smells like engine grease and gasoline, and Sienna isn't sure why that's so sexy, but it is. It so is.

First Mistake: Agreeing to my brother’s crazy, horrible scheme to seduce and drug my college’s hockey star, Yom “Yum” Rustanov, to get him disqualified for doping before his big international championship game. In the dictionary under femme fatale, you’ll find me—in the antonyms section.

Baby Daddy Wanted: "Single, personable woman seeking a man for the purposes of procreation. No further interaction with the child is required, unless desired by father-to-be. Child will be created the old-fashioned way, assuming both parties agree." I wasn’t expecting much, to tell the truth. For a week, I got no bites. Then I got a reply. We started to email. Text. He was sweet. Funny. Suddenly, the idea of doing the naked make-a-baby rumba with him seemed like more fun than function. Then I found out who he was. He found out who I was. Tomorrow, I’m going to see him at work.

He’s my best friend’s older brother, off limits and incredibly tempting. I shouldn’t peak into Brendon’s sketchbook, even if the tattoo artist is as brooding and stoic as the day is long. I can’t help myself. I peel it open, run my fingers along the paper, soak up every ounce of him. His drawings are as beautiful and bold as his dark eyes and his cocky smile. Only, there, on the third page - that’s no tattoo mockup. That’s me. Naked. Ready. Waiting in his bed.

After my brother’s death, I was drowning. Delilah was my life raft. We were opposites, the outspoken art student and the brooding athlete. She was passionate where I was apathetic, bright where I was dark, soft where I was hard. For two years, we had everything. The kind of love that only exists in fairy tales. Then she left and took my heart with her. I tried to heal. To throw myself into medical school. To forget her. I thought I did. Until today. Those blue eyes, that sweet smile, the soft curves--that's my Delilah. As soon as I hear her laugh, I know. She's what’s missing from my life. I have three days to get her back. God, I hope I'm as charming as I used to be.

On the worst day of my life, I was given away by my own blood. Sold to a handsome bad guy in exchange for my father’s debt. Easton Van Buren claimed me and locked me up in his mansion. That devilish man wanted more than just my body. So, I ran. But when a rich man’s prized possession escapes, he’ll do anything he can to get her back in his claws. Anything he can, to entice her heart to fall for him. And submit.

I’m a good girl, the kind who didn’t hesitate to say yes to my beloved grandmother’s request to go with her to Fiji after she broke up with her fiancé. Sun, sand, relaxation, who would say no? But I never expected to meet a handsome, exciting stranger who wanted to give me the world. Passion, mystery, so much pleasure, all at my fingertips. For a night, I was his fairy tale Cinderella. But then the no strings we’d agreed on became awful sticky when I found out he’s my boss’ best friend and a powerful millionaire divorce attorney to boot.

Nobody knows my secret, the secret that must be kept for me to mate. I've hidden my condition... until she showed up. The delicious-scented human who drives my wolf insane. Being near her makes it a hundred times worse... but I can't resist. I stalk her at school. At home. In bed. If I don't master her soon, my control will snap. But if I don't leave her alone... I'll lose everything.

I'm the girl no one wants. Scarred beyond repair and locked away, I'm tainted and tarnished. Unworthy of friendship, love, or hope. But I was born into Bratva life, and my life is not my own. I'm ripped from my home and forced to marry a man I've never met, sight unseen. He's ruthless, possessive, and fierce. My husband.

First, he was my owner. Then, he became the father of my two babies. What he will never be: my happily ever after. Kirill Vyronov takes what he wants. And, he took everything from me. So now, I'm running. But with the FBI and a gang of ruthless killers on my tail, it's not long before I'm captured. And when I'm found and cornered, about to lose my life and my babies, guess who swoops in and takes out my tormentors? Of course, it's Kirill. Except this time, things are different between us. He's not here to protect me; he's here to punish me.

With an empty nest and divorce in hand, Rona decides it's time to explore the fantasies that nourished her through a long, tedious marriage to a man whose idea of outrageous sex was leaving the lights on. At the top of her fantasy list is touring Dark Haven, the BDSM club, but she isn't prepared for the effect of a powerful Dom. When Master Simon takes control and introduces her to toys and sensations she's never felt before, she realizes he could fulfil every fantasy on her list all by himself.

My enemy’s daughter...offered to me as payment towards a debt. Now she’ll become my wife...my pet. I wasn’t always cold-hearted and vindictive. She made me that way. Charlotte Davis...the most beautiful and privileged princess there is. I’d kill for her to be mine. We met by chance at her father’s wedding...and then again years later. But she forgot about me. Ignored me. Enraged me. Then her father did the unforgivable, and I made it my lifelong goal to ruin him.... By taking her as payment towards a debt he owed. A debt she will repay by marrying me. Until death do us part.

Inside the Octagon, I have no fear. I'm at home, in my element, inflicting pain onto men trained to hurt me just as badly. Making them submit, knocking them out, maiming them, because it's them or me. And I choose them.