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I went to Vegas to get married, only she married someone else, so why shouldn’t I do the same? It’s the best way to stop public speculation about my jilted groom status. But even better, something about Shay has flipped a switch inside me—suddenly I can write music again. Only my new little wifey isn’t thrilled about our marriage. She says drunken mistake. I say best night ever. Of course I’m right, and I’ll use everything I’ve got to convince her.

Kidnapped, tortured, and chained to a wall… It's not at all how I imagined meeting the love of my life. Music has always been my passion, but as soon as I see Talia Medvedev, I know things have changed. I become obsessed, and instead of the familiar black-and-white keys, it's her body I want to play—her moans, the beautiful music I want to hear. She quickly becomes my reason for breathing, and I'll do anything to protect her, even if that means making the biggest sacrifice of my life.

I slapped Gio Volante when he told me he'd be making me his bride today. But he just yanked my panties down, spanked me with his belt, then bound my hands with it and made me come hard.

He was never supposed to touch me. I was never supposed to love him. But some lines don’t stay drawn. I live in a world of rules and expectations, where obedience is survival and love is a liability. I was the innocent one. The youngest sister. Sheltered by my brothers and kept far away from the family’s darker affairs. Until him. He’s dangerous. Nameless. Obsessive. Mine for one stolen hour a week, and every time he leaves me, he takes a piece of me with him.

After I put my ring on her finger and told her she was mine, Olivia Volante tried to storm out, but when I pinned her to the wall and spanked her, I didn't just find her wearing no panties. I found her soaking wet. Because her body isn't giving her any more choice about belonging to me than I did. That's why my virgin bride is bucking and writhing and coming hard for me as I ravage her amidst the remnants of the wedding dress I just cut off. And why I made her my wife in the first place.

She called me a liar and a whore. I was chained like an animal, beaten and marked while my own mother’s lover raped me and made me HIS. I tried to tell her, but she wouldn’t listen. She allowed this monster into our home, this is her doing. She’s dead to me. But Brock? Oh he’s going to get what’s coming to him. All that fear, all that pain I have felt… I turned it into absolute rage. I’m not the same broken girl he used to know. I’ll show him who the broken one really is.

My brother warned me. Don’t touch Branch Best. They might be teammates and best friends, but Branch is a heartbreaker. The smirk. The swagger. His playboy reputation is well earned. So obviously, I was drawn to the red flag like a wide receiver to an end zone.

For the past six months, Loren Calla's life has consisted of one simple objective: stay alive. With the help of her new friends and the love of a ruthless Darkslayer, she has defied the odds. But with the Veil rapidly falling, and swarms of bloodthirsty creatures invading Yveswich, survival has once again stepped beyond her reach. Pushed into a war between worlds, she must ask herself a question: what—or who—is she willing to sacrifice for victory? For love?

The night he savagely claimed my innocence, I didn't expect him to return as my archenemy, claiming my freedom… and the baby he didn't know we had. I thought we were meant for each other, but "we" were taboo. Because he's my brother's best friend and the heir of our merciless rival. A walking, talking Greek god… the first and only man who ever tasted me. Then tragedy struck and unleashed the beast in him. He returns years later as a ruthless monster, hellbent on revenge. And I'm determined to keep my most precious secret from him: Our sweet baby girl.

THE BIG BAD BULLY DOESN’T FALL FOR HIS PREY. Even if she smells like nutmeg, honey, and sin. Even if her chaos and color drips into your black-and-white discipline—and leaves it bleeding. I was raised in a pack that worshipped bloodlines and power. Humans were beneath us—soft, fragile, fleeting things. Fine for entertainment. Never for mating. Especially not for me, heir to one of the most ruthless alphas in the world.

The enemies targeting their pride are going to attack any moment. As the only submissive amongst the Wyverns, Christine knows they’ll come at her first, believing she's their weakness. Their mistake. Hunter Hart, ex-Head Enforcer of the Vergas pack, lives on borrowed time. After betraying his family, he needs to get out of the continent, or die. But there’s one thing he intends to do, dangerous as it is. Meet his god-daughter, Lola.

Vadka Dragunov—Bratva executioner, cold-blooded strategist… and my dead sister’s husband. The man who built his empire in blood and protected it with silence. The man with a stare that holds me hostage—and a voice that cuts straight through me. I've avoided him, and the way he makes me feel, as I've wallowed in my own grief following my sister's death. But now there's no escape. I’m living in his world. I've been targeted. The Irish want war. And the only safe place left is under his watch… or under him.

Rose's life takes an unexpected turn when she wakes up to find herself in the arms of a cowboy who claims she's his, but what will happen when her memory starts to come back and she realizes that he's been lying to her? Miles has always been the guy who looks out for everyone in Rock Springs, Texas. As a state trooper and part-time cowboy, he's the epitome of a small town hero. But when he finds Rose unconscious on the side of the road, he becomes something more: her knight in shining armor.

For years I’ve dreamt of my own death. Not any details, just the feel of an explosion, of sparks and smoke blasting into my face. Pain and the sensation of falling. Love feels like that. Maybe not for everyone, but to me, it feels like dying. As I face my death, I hold onto that. My life may be bookended by pain and tragedy but there was a moment when I was loved and I loved in return. In the end, nothing else matters. Darkest Before Dawn is a dark romance with intense, sensual themes. It is book 2 in the His Perfect Darkness duet and the resolution of Rex and Inara's story.

Seven years ago, I stole a kiss from a debutante on a yacht. For my crime of passion, I spent three years in prison. Now, with the power of the Beretta Crime Family behind me, I’m coming for the Yacht King. I will destroy the man who thought me unfit to touch his daughter. And this time, I’m taking more than just a kiss from her.

He's a small town doctor. She's a big city CEO billionaire. Fate is about to show them that they need each other, in and out of the office. Kayla rolls into the small town of Rock Springs in her fancy suit and expensive high heels ready to do a business deal, then head back to Dallas. Getting hurt and meeting Brice, the small town cowboy doctor, wasn't part of the plan. Neither was being stuck in town because she can't drive and the business deal failed.

He's a cowboy pastor. She has big dreams that don't include settling down. Is he willing to risk it all to go after the one girl he can't have? I'm not running away. I'm running toward the life I want. William is everything I always wanted. A man my parents would love. But Greg is who makes my heart race. One is a driven businessman in a big city. The other is a small town pastor. One wants me to be a stay at home corporate wife. The other wants me to follow my dreams and wants to be by my side as I do. The problem? The one I'm dating isn't the one that wants to make my dreams come true.

I was the first to ever taste her, and I will wipe out any other man who touches her or my unborn heir. I'm the ruthless heir of New York's most powerful Mafia Don. And she's just the innocent daughter of our savage nemesis, thirsty for my father's blood. All she ever wanted was out of the mafia world. Instead, she landed in the arms of the most dangerous mafia beast out there… me. I mercilessly claimed every drop of her virtue, savoring every inch… I made her submit to my every command, begging me for more with every moan.

Drinks were flowing as we celebrated my sister and her fiancé’s upcoming wedding. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in bed with Anna Mae and it seems we did a whole lot more than spend the night together. Our drunken selves found a cute little chapel and tied the knot. Anna is understandably upset, but I see this as an opportunity with a beautiful woman I genuinely care for. Can I convince her to take a gamble on our happily ever after? Or once we are back in Rock Springs will we roll snake eyes on what could have been a beautiful future?

Walking into his office as his newest employee, fainting at his feet, and then having him discover you've been hiding his child for seven years is probably not recommended by relationship experts. Yet here we are. Seven years ago, I met Cole at my cousin's wedding. I was a freshly dumped, slightly buzzed bridesmaid seeking refuge in the hotel bar. He was brooding, mysterious, and saved me from a would-be thief who was clearly making poor life choices. (Kind of like me, as it turned out.)