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He has everything a man could want. A lucrative hockey contract. Adoring fans. A family who loves him. But he’s about to throw it all away. Logan Tate’s name is dominating the headlines for all the wrong reasons. Instead of goals and assists, the talented young defenseman has been racking up fights and suspensions. I work with athletes who are struggling, but Logan’s different.

Hey, you! Adam and I are organizing a holiday retreat this winter for all our friends. We are so excited to invite you, too. We've rented a place in the mountains. There will be skiing, other snow sports, and all kinds of fun. The whole gang will be there: Jordan and April, William and Jenna, Lucas and Katya, Heath, and of course, Adam and me. Please come along with us! It’ll be epic.

Elliot Smith has trained hard to live and work alone, even in her job as a security specialist for JCL Security. No relationships, no ties, except the one to the man who kidnapped and murdered her mother. She’ll do anything to kill Martin Diako, the untouchable South African pirate king. When Deacon Walsh walks into her office, she finally sees a chance to do just that.

My new life in the states and dream job as a game tester just hit a massive snag. If I don't want immediate deportation on my to-do list, I need help, stat. Quickest solution - marry Lucas Walker, my cranky and oh-so-annoying coworker. Still, this can work. We’ll have rules and have to stick to them. I won’t think about his muscled arms or how stupid handsome he is even while he pushes all my hot buttons. It’s a marriage on paper only. I need to remember that.

It started on a dance floor after too much tequila, and ended with looking into the handsome face I never thought I’d see again.... In person, at least. I saw his face all the time on magazine covers. To the world, he’s Parker Callahan — famous rockstar. To me, he was the boy I loved; the stepbrother who left me behind to follow his dreams.In person, at least. I saw his face all the time on magazine covers. To the world, he’s Parker Callahan — famous rockstar. To me, he was the boy I loved; the stepbrother who left me behind to follow his dreams.

I want her dead, but for a woman like her there is a far worse fate: She may hate me. She will still be mine.

Book 2 of the heartbreak mixtapes series, a nostalgic romance.

Six years ago, she was just some stranger I woke up next to. By nightfall, I knew she was the one. Or so I thought. Six months later, she destroyed me. And now, we're being forced into a reunion neither of us wants. We may have to play nice, but when the lights are off...so are our masks.

I get it. Stripping naked and letting your boyfriend’s best friend paint your body in order to sell custom motorcycles isn’t the ideal way to start a brand-new relationship. Add in a TV reality show, another best friend who seems determined to make me notice him, and the little fact that in order to get paid I will have to strut my stuff in public wearing nothing but body paint. Yeah. There’s not a chance in hell that Ronin is going to be okay with all this.

Rook Walsh appeared out of nowhere like a dark angel sent to steal my soul. And I could just tell that she was broken, and beaten, and scared. So I made her an offer of a lifetime. She needed a job, and I needed a certain "type" of girl for a modeling contract worth millions of dollars called Tragic. I was warned to keep my hands to myself. I was warned not to get involved. I was warned not to ruin her. (The way I ruined the last one.) But I don’t take orders - I give them.

Abigail Darwin needs one thing in life: consistency. Okay, make that two things: consistency and order. Tired of being shackled to her obsessive-compulsive mind, Abigail is determined to break free. Which is why she’s shaking things up. Fresh out of nursing school, she takes a traveling nurse position. A new job in a new city every few months? That’s a sure-fire way to keep her from settling down and falling into old habits. First stop, Cunningham Falls, Montana. The only problem? She didn’t plan on falling in love with the quaint little town, and...its resident surgeon.

The heart-stopping final installment in New York Times bestselling author Molly McAdams's Redemption series. My life has never been my own. From the time I could walk, I was trained to be the mob's hardened assassin. To be a monster. I've been told what to do, when to kill, and who to love. The minute I strayed, I lost everything. Then I met Jessica. She swept into my life like a storm of heartache, seduction, and intrigue. She's everything I hate, but with one look, I can't stay away. With one touch, she ignites a craving unlike anything I've ever known. But her secrets threaten to destroy everything closest to me. Including her…Together we're poison. A destructive combination of darkness and chaos. And I want to savor every drop in my veins.

Deacon’s life could be better. Deacon - the Shadow - kills people for a living. He kills people for a living. He’s a choosy assassin, and he makes no bones about his life choices. But a baby...that’s something he knows he’d never conceive of - pun intended. While he’s looking into this baby situation, snarky ex-supermodel Solene Hansen is in trouble. He’s sticking to her 24/7. Before long, he’s learning that there’s a lot more to Solene than sharp words and a gorgeous face. But his enemies are close, and they’ve taken note of his interest.

Noel Ice Cavanaugh's method is foolproof: get in, do the job, get out, melt away without a trace. Neat. Tidy. No mistakes. This time, though, something isn't right. Two somethings. First, a random attack that feels not-so-random. Then he discovers a baby on his doorstep with a note claiming it's his. Unfortunately, the sexy neighbor who found the boy first has too many questions in her eyes to ignore.

A washed-up model at the age of 27, Oliver Connely has gone from being a household name to barely making the rent. It’s time to think fast - and cash in big - with a can’t-miss idea inspired by the passion he sees in a handful of romance novel fans. Book Boyfriend Incorporated is born. Can’t. Miss. Right? Except for the unexpected glitches Oliver’s business plan doesn’t cover - like falling for one of his “lonely lady” clients, Bailey Hardin, a politician’s wife who’s as smart and loyal as she is beautiful and sexy.

I thought I buried him with the rest of my past. The secrets. The ache. The night everything fell apart. But now Keir Timberbridge—the traitor, the boy I once loved more than life—is back. Barely alive. In my care. With no memory of who I am or what he did to me. I should walk away. Hell, I tried. But I’m the only one who can keep him hidden, keep him alive. This town still thinks I’m the girl who let him go. No one knows the truth—about the letters or what it cost me to survive.

If people have polar opposites, Luca Rossi is mine. His butt is in the baseball hall of fame. Mine's comfortably seated in the hall of lame. When he's not snagging fly balls out in center field, he's modeling in shampoo commercials. I once jammed my own finger while stirring cookie dough, and sometimes I forget shampoo is a thing. He's a total cynic when it comes to love. I make a living writing love stories. But after my latest broken engagement (no, I don't want to talk about how many times that's happened), it's clear he's exactly the man I need.

Rick Savage, but they call him Savage and for a reason. He can make you laugh and then rip your heart out. No one knows that more than me, Candace Marks, the woman he left bleeding from the heart. I loved him. Lord help me, I’ve never stopped loving him. Now, I’m engaged to another man, a brutal man I’m trapped into marrying, when to my shock, Savage returns home.

Five years ago, we’d been together and on fire, but the flames burned us both. Now she’s back in my life and is all my wildest fantasies in the flesh. I want her. The desire is too powerful to argue against, but I’m not interested in what we had. This is an arrangement about pleasure and finding out who we are behind closed doors. There won’t be talk of love or any sweet nothings whispered by either of us.

Noah Westcott should come with a warning: too hot to handle! The man is stunningly handsome with his embracing brown eyes and lips that make me want to kiss that smirk right off his face. How could I resist? Spoiler: I didn’t. That was my first mistake. I blame him for the second. It should have been easy and fun. No strings attached. No feelings. As if he commanded it like he did me in the bedroom, I did exactly what I said I wouldn’t. I fell for him.