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My daughter is my life. I'd do anything for her. But let's be real, being a single dad to a four-year-old and the star goalie for the Chicago Red Tails is no easy feat. The season is about to get into full swing and Elsie is starting preschool which means I need a new plan. So, when my teammates suggest a full-time nanny, I'm open to the idea. The best candidate for the job is kind, energetic, compassionate, and fun. Fate is testing me because she's also smoking hot.

Status quo might as well be Dashiell Cabot’s middle name. He has a job he loves, a billion dollars in the bank, and a best friend named Iris who keeps his personal life running smoothly. Why would he ever want to change any of that? But when Iris Jacobs tells him she’s quitting and returning to culinary school, Dash’s beloved status quo is thrown into chaos.

I hate him and I don’t even know his name. The good news is my nemesis has made it abundantly clear the feeling is mutual. He did call me pretty, though, in the midst of a heated screaming match. Which would have been flattering, if I didn’t loathe him so much. But whatever. I don’t care how handsome he might be, or how charming the rest of the world probably finds him: guys who look like aged-out boy banders aren’t my type. Add to that, he’s got a knack for being in precisely the wrong place at the wrong time.

They told me bad things happen in threes, and they did. But what comes next? My troubles are only beginning, and those I thought I could trust might be the ones who end up breaking me. But I won’t give up. They might think I’m just a pawn, but I’ll beat them at their own game. If I want to win, a vicious queen I’ll become.

After the nightmare I just ran from, those details should have made him the perfect storm of "do not touch". Except I didn’t know any of this—other than the attractive part—when I met him. Our story started on a lie. He pretended to be someone else, and I didn't ask a lot of questions. Nor did I try to stop him when he snuck out of my hotel room in the wee hours of the morning. I was determined to start my new life on an uptick and a wild one-night with a hot stranger felt like just the ticket.

In the middle of a prison riot, the psychopath who murdered my sister holds me hostage. My only hope is the three men fighting for my heart…and their lives. Rowe, the growly prison guard who always has my back. Liam, my lawyer on the outside. And Heath, the prisoner I’ve fallen for more with every day he’s been incarcerated. I came here for one thing, but with new prisoners comes new threats. As sins are exposed and secrets unravel, one thing becomes apparent. The killer may not be as obvious as the man with his fingers wrapped around my throat.

My life was perfect. A dream degree course, amazing friends, a different guy every weekend. Until him. One night. No names. We thought we’d never see each other again. But the man that blew my mind turns out to be Dr. Wilder, a lecturer at my university with a reputation of being cold and unapproachable.

The arrangement was perfect. I make my donation, she gets her baby, we go back to being friends. No strings. No messy heartbreak. Except everything changes when we decide it’ll be a lot more fun to make a direct deposit and do things the old fashioned way. That spark between us? Now it’s a blazing fire I have no desire to extinguish. Our baby proposition just got a lot more complicated.

Tattooed on my skin are the words, “Bow to no man.” I live by them. Die by them. I’ve been on the run since my mother was killed right in front of me, hiding in the gritty underbelly of New Orleans. After a lifetime of being alone, the only thing I crave is revenge. But I never anticipated Lincoln Asher.

A girl's gotta eat—and so do her three cats. Recently divorced art history grad student Hanna Harvey has just fibbed her way into a job as the assistant to dangerously drool-worthy art gallery owner Mark Abernathy. For Hanna, working in the field she desperately loves provides the perfect opportunity to begin putting her life back together. Soon her cheese budget is in the black and her feline life partners are no longer eyeing her like a can of Fancy Feast. But when her boss's lady friends start turning up dead, Hanna finds herself in the crosshairs of a murder investigation.

Everything I thought I knew was a lie. Including the one I kept telling myself… that he was coming for me. The illusion that I was safe, shattered with every step as I ran. Much like Alex, this world is nothing more than wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing. Beautiful, breathtaking. Until you find yourself alone, running barefoot through the woods, second-guessing every shadow. What I need is a miracle, and thankfully one comes. Weak and broken, I find my way into my family’s waiting arms, against all odds.

I am both a sinner and a saint, but I bleed vengeance. For years, I’ve lived in the grey… until her. Avery Washington didn’t belong in the shadows, but I dragged her into the darkness anyway. One kiss, and I would stop at nothing to possess her. One caress, and my need to destroy wavered. Our attraction was poison and pleasure. They say the devil recognizes his own, but I never saw Avery coming. She's determined to light the matchsticks, and I can't resist going down in flames...

Fresh out of college with a psychology degree, Molly Stillman was searching for the meaning of life by taking a summer volunteer gig building houses. The meaning in Molly’s life became apparent when her path crossed Lincoln Abbott’s. With his brand new Yale MBA in hand, Linc was Mississippi bound, ready to spend the summer rebuilding houses after a devastating hurricane. He had a plan, lots of them, actually. But after meeting Molly, he realized plans have a way of showing you who’s boss.

Three swoony cowboys, three best-selling stand-alone romances, one collection from Kim Loraine's Sunrise, Montana, world. Collection includes Saddle Up, Bucked Off, and Ridden Hard.

I've been in love with my best friend, Ander, for as long as I can remember. I've always kept my feelings to myself, knowing that I'd never have a chance because he's straight. Until the day he does me a favor by pretending to be my boyfriend. After that, things change. He's suddenly interested in experimenting with guys—just not with me. It's time for me to move on, and accept that nothing between us will ever change. He only sees me as his best friend. Except, now he's looking at me in a different way.

All I knew about life was anger and violence. Pain and suffering. Kill or be killed. I was a “fixer” for the Ruin - a syndicate for the Bratva, Cosa Nostra, Cartel, and any other organized crime faction that dealt in the darker, crueler aspects of humanity. I was a free agent who was called upon to do things weaker men didn’t have the stomach for. And when you surround yourself with death for long enough, soon you don’t remember what it felt like to be alive. And then I saw her.

The biggest rivalry in Sunrise, Montana is the feud between the ranch families of the Rykers and the Wildes. And it’s only grown stronger over the years. So what happens when a Wilde and a Ryker wake up in Vegas, in the same bed, hungover, and...married? Sutton Wilde and Sera Ryker are in for one Wild Ride.

You don't mess around with a teammates ex. Ever. But that's easier said than done when it comes to Blair Carmichael. She's sexy, intelligent, gorgeous, and one hundred percent off-limits. And I've never fallen harder. But I can't touch (when I most definitely want to). My teams success and my chance at a new contract for next season depend on me keeping my hands on the wheel. And off her curves.

A vengeful god has stolen everything from the queen of assassins. Her title. Her power. Her memories. Even her name. Now merely a ghost of her former self, Shadow must enter a deadly game and fight for her freedom or risk spending the rest of her life as a madman’s prisoner. But in order to win, she may be forced to lose what’s left of her true self in the process.

Good looks and wads of cash usually get me whatever I desire, unless I desire a box of my favorite cereal at the grocery store right before it closes. As if tonight's loss wasn't bad enough, I'm now watching said box of cereal, my literal good luck charm, disappear in some woman's cart. The brazen woman denies my cash offer along with my proposal for a more intimate payment. How much loss can a man take in one day? At this point, who cares how rude I am to her? She's public enemy number one, and chances of seeing her again are slim to none.