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One night. That was all we had, all we needed. Mila: It was a chance meeting in a New York City club while I was in town for a wedding. Our paths were never going to cross again. But I lied. One night wasn't enough. Lyric: New York City was my dream. Work for the best tattoo artist in the country, build up my own client list, then start my own ink shop wherever I wanted. Then I met Mila. One night. That was what we agreed. But even as I was telling her goodbye, I was already planning our forever.

Vengeance was something I'd been waiting all my life to deliver. It would be sweet and worth every risk I'd taken to get to this point. I was moments away from pulling the trigger, taking the life of the man who'd cost my father his....And then she was dragged into the room, struggling and fighting for freedom. The moment I set eyes on Tavia, everything changed. Those darker than espresso eyes were full of fear, her mouth so ripe that had once begged me to devour it trembling in fright. She looked up at me through a curtain of thick, long lashes and gasped.

Lexa: These feelings I have for Ben can't go anywhere. I'm the Angels Halo MC president's daughter. And he is the sheriff. For the sake of both of us, I have to keep him away. Ben: Lexa calms the rage that I've struggled with my entire life. I couldn't care less who her father is. Nothing matters but making her mine. Because my broken beauty is where my salvation begins.

“Tell me something true?” Her sweet voice was like a siren calling me to her. My truth? I was a bastard. I hated everyone. My past was as dark as my soul. And she was the only light in that cold darkness.

How do you say no when your roommate wins an all-inclusive rock experience and begs you to go along? You don’t. Ever. But Amara was starting to see that maybe she should have. Everything that could have possibly gone wrong, has. Until I run right into what feels like a brick wall. Of course, the brick wall has a name, too. Cash Graves. I knew the name, even if it was a newer one to the rock world. He’s the bassist for Tainted Knights, the band who was making huge splashes in the music world. Their newest hit was all over the radio and currently on repeat on my playlist…and I just spit my margarita all over him.

All it took was one look, one kiss. The promises he made - I should have known better. He was a rock star and I had no time for a guy like him in my life. I fell anyway. I believed his promises. Held onto them and waited. But the thing about rockers is that their private lives are never truly private. Seeing him on the cover of a national tabloid shouldn't have surprised me. Seeing him with two women all over him? That nearly broke me. Now the memory of that first magical kiss was tainted.

The beautiful, ethereal creature ran across the road on my way home one night. I nearly hit her and ended up wiping out in the process. A little dazed, I ran after her . . . And found her in the woods. Dirty and cold from living on the streets for weeks—but still so breathtaking, I was sure I was dreaming her. Delaney is deaf, scared, and on the run from her uncle. But now that I've found her, I won't let anything hurt her ever again.

We belonged to each other. Now and always. He slid that promise ring on my finger and made me his for the first time. But we had to keep it a secret from our fathers. Because mine would murder him, and his would help bury the body if they found out. Now, we don't have to keep the secret any longer. We just have to tell the dads . . . Unfortunately, that isn't our only obstacle.

Sometimes, beauty covers a whole lot of ugly. That was one of the many valuable lessons I learned the summer I lived in Creswell Springs with the Angel's Halo MC. They taught me about responsibility and respect—not just for others, but, more importantly, for myself. I liked to think I came home a better person. Someone who wasn't just pretty on the outside anymore. And then I met Zak. Golden eyes. Chiseled jaw. That deep, gravelly voice mixed with a slight Russian accent that did something to me no man ever had before.

My best friend’s baby sister was the thing wet dreams were made of. Killer body, sexy personality, and the ability to win my daughter over with that disarming smile of hers....

When I lost my leg, I’d thought I lost everything. Then I met Nevaeh. She gave me a reason to wake up in the morning, turned into my best friend, became the voice of sanity when the world was nothing but chaos. And now, with one announcement at a party I didn’t even want to attend, everything I had planned for us could be destroyed. A mistake I made when I was too young to know better has come back to haunt me, and it could cost me the one person who matters most. I’ll burn this place to the ground before I give up the only good thing in my world.

“Even before you were born, we belonged to each other, Vi,” I reminded her, trying to fight the desperation to grab on to her and hold her, because I could feel her slipping away from me more and more with each beat of my heart. “You were in your mom’s belly, but I still felt you in my heart. It was as if there was this invisible cord connecting your heart to mine. I can’t see it, but I feel it. Every damn day. You are mine.”

They call me the rocker’s princess, some even call me the dance prodigy, but none of them knows the real Mia Armstrong. Now that dancing is no longer my future, I don’t know either. All I want is the opportunity to find out, to have some time to try being just a little normal. I fought for the chance to go to college on my own. Without the guards overshadowing my shot at a real college experience. My goal was to get my degree and start my own dance school. Barrick wasn’t part of that goal, but suddenly, he was everywhere - and I was so damn tempted.

I have a secret. One that will get the man I've been crushing on for years killed if my father ever finds out. My sister says he's a stalker - how else could he know exactly when I'm in trouble and come to rescue me? I don't care. He's saved me over and over again, so I know he doesn't want to harm me. And every time I get so much as a glimpse of him, my heart becomes even more his.

Our Broken Love is a collection of novellas by Terri Anne Browning, three of which were originally written under a different pen name. Follow five stories of women who don't realize just how strong they are until their hearts are shattered.

Surrounded by their enemies, with danger lurking right outside their door, the MC is on total lock down. Between the Italians and the senator, they are looking over their shoulders every minute of the day. But was there an enemy sleeping right under their roof? Kelli: I’ve always done what I had to survive, but it wasn’t just me I had to fend for. With my mother’s illness taking over her mind and making me a stranger to her, I would do anything to make sure she gets the care she needs. But when it came down to it, I couldn’t betray Colt.

Mr. & Mrs. Jesse Thornton and Mr. & Mrs. Devlin Cutter request you save the date for the wedding of Lucy Daniels Thornton to Harris Cutter on March 26. Planning a wedding should have been easy, especially with Aunt Emmie and Harris’s stepmom, Natalie, to help. Those two could rule the world from their phones, so I thought letting them help plan our wedding would make everything effortless. I was wrong. I wanted a small and intimate ceremony, but they wanted it to be huge, something that would overshadow every other celebrity wedding that had come before it.

All I wanted was Harper's happiness, and I would move the world to give her anything she ever wanted. We've searched for answers, talked about our options, and finally - finally - found hope. Yet, just when things seemed to be perfect, it all came crashing down around us all. The one person I've always counted on to hold us together - to hold me together - was lost in her own nightmares, and I felt like I was losing everything. Everything. I wasn't going to lose the woman I loved.

We have a history. His childhood was full of darkness and all I have ever wanted was to give him the light. Now he puts that darkness into his music, and protecting the girl who has always worshiped him. But time changes people. It has changed me. I'm no longer the little caterpillar he has always called me. I know he needs me - I need him too. Now I have to make a choice.... Stay and pretend like he hasn't eviscerated my heart. Or let go of him completely.

I haven't seen that girl in seventeen years, and I've missed her every damn day. I knew I wasn't good enough for her, so the night before I left with my bandbrothers for California, I stole a night with her. I lived off those memories. There hasn't been a day that has gone by that I haven't wanted to talk to her just one more time, but I knew she deserved a better man than me. Now, after seeing her again, I realize that I didn't care if she should have a better man. My feelings were still as strong as they have ever been for her. I wanted to be with her. But she hated the very sight of me.