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A comprehensive collection of all short stories, deleted scenes, and special features from the Knitting in the City series.

She was hell-bent on making her father disown her. Her rebellious attitude and the color that marred her snowflake skin was proof of that, so I used that knowledge to my benefit. I promised her hate and blood. Instead, she got my heart and a weak man on his knees in front of her. She was never supposed to be my bride. She was the daughter of a rival family, not even of Italian descent. She was from a different culture. Sasha Nikolayev was my vice. I was an addict for her. I would have said and done anything to chain her to me—so that’s what I did.

Former GRS operator and Navy SEAL Garrett Davis is the walking, talking definition of regret. His guilt weighs heavy. The pain and misery he carries cripples him. When a tragic accident takes him back to his hometown, he’s not prepared to face the woman he left behind. The woman who should’ve been his—was his, until he broke her heart.

Former Delta operator Myles Simms doesn’t know when to quit. The concept so foreign to him that he can’t give up on Delilah Watts, a woman he’s never met—a woman who might be the enemy—yet he’s compelled to save her.

When I arrived at my cousin's wedding, I knew two things. One, I'd have to face my overbearing aunt and walk down the aisle with a smile on my face and shoes that hurt my feet. Two, it'd be over before I knew it and I could get back to doing what I loved, rehabilitating horses. But everything changes when I get to the bed-and-breakfast where the wedding weekend is being held. Most importantly? I get to be bridesmaid to not one groomsman, but two. Oh, and did I mention they are both handsome cowboys I'd fallen in love with a long time ago?

Dare Marquis is a bad boy rock star with a body to match. Cocky. Devilish good looks. A voice that commands attention. A night with him and no strings attached is just what I need. But he makes it impossible to not want more when he runs his hand through his dark, wild hair, and smiles. One he only shares with me. Weatherly Beck is an angel with a body made for sin.

I fought against fate, and I won. I made a deal with the devil to keep her. It was supposed to be over. We were meant to be happy. Too bad my enemies had other plans.

The first time we met was at a party. Your ex arrived to show off the person he'd left you for last month, and you asked me to pretend to be your date. I was more than happy to help. You were attractive, smart and witty--and that kiss we shared? It left me wanting you for days. The second time we met was in my office on campus where we were both surprised to discover you were the new master’s degree student in poetry that I would be working with. You promised to be professional. I did no such thing. The late nights and intense study sessions spent alongside you majorly throw me off my game. I want you, and I fight with myself daily over this fact. I know I'm crass, that my sexual innuendos and dirty mouth annoy you, but I live for those two bright spots of color in your cheeks. If that's the only reaction I can get out of you, I'll gladly take it. You hate Mondays so every Monday I slip an anonymous poem into your bag and your smile gets me through the week. I think I'm falling for you, and I know it's wrong. I know that I'm only supposed to be the adviser to your program and nothing more, but here's the thing. I think you're falling for me too.

Fine, fine. Sharing an apartment with my buddy's smoking-hot and incredibly amazing little sister seems like a recipe for disaster. But I desperately need a place close to work, and I swear I’ll behave. How hard can it be to share 500 square feet with the brilliant, beautiful total firecracker who’s my good friend too? Please. It’s sooo easy to hang out with Josie every night, to test out her new brownie recipes after work, to shop for towels and banana hangers on weekends. Until one night when she asks if she can join me under the covers. Platonically, of course.

A rough childhood branded Jasper Storm trouble. A bad boy. Not worth a damn. His love of cars was the only thing that could battle his delinquency. With the need for speed in his blood, he overcame his wayward ways. Mostly. Now that he's all grown up, the broken city of Detroit hails him as its shining star. And the man behind a new cutting-edge automobile is ready to turn this bankrupt town around.

He's the man who ruined her life. I never intended to take Sara. But once I saw her, I knew I'd do anything to keep her. Kidnapping her was easy. Now I must earn her love and keep her. She's his entire world. I should hate Peter Sokolov. He's a criminal, a mercenary who killed my husband. So why am I falling for my tormentor?

Finn Dalton is bad boy personified. Felicity Trent should know; she's a bad girl herself. But for Felicity, life as a jewel thief is almost as seductive as Finn is - and that's dangerous. Because for a girl like her one night is all she needs to get what she wants, anything more means trouble. Now, with both of them after the same thing - the rarest of treasures - who gets there first might be the last thing they want....

What happened before the Gallows Hill trilogy? Before the Brethren? What really happened to Salem in 1692....

When I find out I could lose my bookstore, I make a deal with the devil to save it, not realizing I would end up in bed with the last person I ever thought I’d be hot and sweaty with… Fletcher St. James. Even at twenty-four, he’s a spoiled brat. He believes the whole world owes him something, and he really needs to be put in his place. When his wealthy, power-hunger father propositions me with something I desperately need in exchange for teaching his son a little responsibility, it’s an offer I can’t refuse.

When you’re handed a new name and a new life, you take it. The last thing you should do is fall for the woman who could ruin it all. I turned on my brothers in the Chicago mafia to save my little sister, but when I was sent to this remote Montana town, the last person I expected to run into was the woman I took a bullet for. All I have to do is keep my head down and remember she is completely off-limits. The rules are clear––I can have no connection to my former life. Ever. But my eyes have a way of wandering. So do my hands.

In the dazzling lights of Vegas, I indulged in a passionate one-night stand with a man who looked like a Greek god in the flesh. We agreed: no names, no strings attached, just an unforgettable night of fun. The plan was simple—say goodbye and move on. Little did I know fate had other ideas for me.

This is the complete collection of The Martinelli Family, containing You Belong With Me, Underboss, Headhunter and Off the Record.

Two weeks ago, I finalized a divorce from a man who spent five years deceiving me. Now, I'm embracing a new chapter and another chance at the life I want. To celebrate being single, I decide to take a spontaneous trip with my sister to Capri, Italy. No itinerary. No plans. Only a promise to see where Capri takes us. Little did I know it would be on a yacht with a handsome stranger.

Don't call it a comeback....Because no one else is. Poised to live up to his legacy, tennis player Bryce Coulter loses it all on one swing. Now, with the pressure on and his future in jeopardy, the last thing he needs is a smart-mouthed training partner with attitude and a killer swing - or maybe she's exactly what he needs. Rich, spoiled, and moneyed - seen that, been dragged through the dirt behind that. Tami Ivey, gets enough of the bad boy trust fund kids at work. She doesn't need it in her sanctuary too.

She was my "what if" girl. The one I longed for. The one I tried to find again after she left for the other side of the world. Now, years later, fate has swept the only woman I’ve ever loved back into my life. With her intensity, her honesty, her passion, Annalise tries to break down my walls, because she’s the one who knew me before my family shattered. When we collide again, it's tender and savage, gentle and rough, and makes me hungry for more of this electric, once-in-a-blue moon kind of connection.