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I dishonored a contract to kill the Leader of the Vampires. For love. And now I'm paying the price. Locked up tight by the Demon King and his vicious minion. The way the demon looks at me is sickening and leaves no doubt what his plans are where I'm concerned. I have to escape before it's too late.

Gabriel Boulder, filthy rich, powerful beyond belief, and still as disgustingly handsome as he was seven years ago. He was never my boyfriend - but that didn't stop us from intertwining like vines during our last year of college. Leaving him behind was the hardest thing I ever had to do, and he never forgave me for breaking both our hearts.

Living with her mother seemed like a good idea at the time. But Elliott Donovan's living arrangements are not working for her anymore. Desperate to get back on her financial feet after a divorce and out from under her mother's thumb, Elliott takes a job in the child care center at Weight Expectations, a local gym. It has everything she needs - family friendly hours, more pay than she expected, and a super-cute trainer who just happens to have part of his house for rent.

For him, Sturgis Motorcycle Rally is like heaven on earth. For her, it's a living hell. Jonas "TwatKnot" Murphy descends on Sturgis with a fairly simple plan. 1. Drink his weight in alcohol. 2. Get laid. 3. Live Bike Week to the fullest. Offending the curvaceous bartender was not on that list. Nor was chasing after her to apologize. But she's under his skin now, and even her smart mouth won't stop him now.

Two thousand years. That's how long my fated mates have been trapped in the bowels of hell. And I'm their only shot at freedom. I thought my magic was strong. I thought I was unstoppable. But that was before coming face-to-face with the sadistic demon who can predict my every move. How can I defeat him when he can see me coming? And how can I convince my mates to flee when they've been under his spell for so long? My only hope rests with my unpredictable magic and in outsmarting a demon hunter whose thirst for torture rivals his cunning.

I've never been enough for the people around me, not for my parents before they died and not for the tough grandfather who raised me. When he unexpectedly passes, leaving me the famous (and failing) Sugar Maple Farms, all I want is to sell so I can leave the weight of being a Carville behind. Until Jane shows up. The woman is smart, salty, and sexy as can be. I can't admit it, but her vision for Sugar Maple Farms is captivating. Everything about her is captivating. While we spend every day arguing, I spend every night thinking about her.

I said I’d never set foot on Oakley Island again. Not so long as he lived there. After my life implodes, I’m reconsidering everything. Including my reasons for avoiding the first—and only—man I’ve ever loved. I’m a high achiever. Driven. Maybe a little too driven. So when my boyfriend confesses to cheating and steals the promotion I’ve been working toward for years, I do the unthinkable for someone like me. I break. The timing couldn’t be better for me to fall apart. I escape to the idyllic Oakley Island and oversee the renovations on my late grandmother’s estate.

The members of Sinful Distraction are living their best life as they travel around the country on the heels of 4225 West's sold-out tour. Unfortunately for drummer, Ajay Ballard, that means a stop at the county jail after he's arrested for an outstanding warrant - one he didn't even know about. With an overzealous judge, Ajay's forced to hang out in his hometown longer than anticipated.

I go through crushes faster than a kid goes through presents on Christmas morning. When I crash into my annoying(ly hot) nemesis and we get stuck on the elevator during a blackout, the last thing I expect is to develop feelings for him. Nate Cruz is opinionated, a stickler for justice, talks with his hands, and is the space heater keeping me safe while we're stuck on this freezing metal box. He's also the first person to ever push past my defense mechanisms and see me as more than "the girl who messes up everything" that my family sees.

The day my human self died in a watery grave, my inner wolf took over to protect me. For two hundred years, I lived, hunted, and survived as a lone wolf. Then a voice spoke to me through the wildness in my head, calling me to him. A voice I can't deny. The voice of my true mate. He wants to claim me in the way of our traditions, but I fear him. I was claimed once before by a false mate, and it led to centuries of pain and suffering. I can't trust this new mate or the modern world he wants me to live in. So I'll hide behind the protection of my wolf until I can escape.

My name is Jace London, and I may have screwed up. I've always been the guy who had it all. Privilege, entitlement, and a life of luxury. But after one college night gone tragically wrong, nothing has ever been the same. Everyone thinks I should be happy. With a trust fund like mine, who could be sad? No one knows what's going on with me or the nightmares that keep me awake at night. I finally found salvation in a parent's worst nightmare, the only thing to ease the pain just enough to breathe.

My name is Easton Donovan, and I massively screwed up. I should've given her the world. Should've been everything she deserved. Instead, I broke her like every promise I've ever made. The darkness tells me to let her go. Memories of my past keep me from letting her in. Someone should tell her that loving me is a losing game. Just being around her is a high I've never known. If she knows what's good for her, she'll cut me off. Given the chance, I'll ruin her the way I've done to others. But with the bomb she just dropped, she's here to stay.

People think it’s easy being Felix Dodd III, and sure, the legacy and inheritance aren’t exactly terrible. But the name comes with so many strings; my hands feel permanently tied. Like I’m stuck following in my father’s footsteps. Like I can’t trust people’s intentions. Like my grandmother wants me settled down before my thirtieth birthday. I’ve got less than zero interest in marriage, ever since my one attempt at love crashed and burned. But Grams won’t let me access my trust until I’m engaged. Which means I need a fiancée.

Lennon Harding, heir to his father's billionaire law firm, could have had anyone. But he chose me. Well... not quite. On my nineteenth birthday, he whispered sweet nothings into my ear. Six years later, while his family tried to screw over mine, he'd looked at me as if we'd never met. Now, at his father's funeral, Lennon learns inheriting the Harding legacy won't come without a price.

One night destroyed everything. Lindsey's heart. Karma's body. Her hopes for the future are shattered. His purpose in the Black Hoods MC is unclear. They thought they could weather any storm as long as they had each other. But some storms are too powerful. And some loves aren't as strong as they may seem.

When his family decides to sell a home that’s been part of their history for more than a century, Lowe Mancinkus is madder than a hornet. To add insult to injury, the woman who purchased it is some fancy-pants city girl looking to fix it up and sell it off. Doesn’t matter that she’s sexy as hell or that just being near her gets his blood racing like never before. That home belongs to his family, or at least it did until she came to town.

I made it to the top, among the richest of the rich. But I have one more goal in my sights . . . to become a member of the illustrious Vanguard Society. Being a billionaire is not enough to join their ranks. I just need one thing to win their trust: A fiancée.

Hotel manager Eloise Price is getting a crash course in being careful what you wish for. After years of dreaming about owning the historic Crane Hotel, she was thrilled when her former boss left half of the hotel to her in his will. But dreams have a funny way of turning into nightmares and all that original plumbing has sucked her bank account dry. It doesn't help that her co-owner hasn't lifted a finger to help. Would a jury convict her if she strangled him?

I get it. We were in elementary school. Just a couple of kids on the playground. But after Nash Hendrix called me Enemy instead of Emily, his stupid nickname haunted me for years. Now our best friends are getting married, and they expect me to stand across the aisle from Nash the Ruiner without killing him? Whatever. I can survive that. It’s only for one weekend. Until it’s not. When I get roped into wedding planning at all the same places Nash is fundraising, I’m ready to blow up our truce. But the more time we spend together, the more I feel like…not murdering him.

It's Christmas! And for the Beaumont gang that means a huge family get-together. But this year, they're doing things a little differently.