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My life has room for exactly two women: my daughter Rusty and my best friend Charlotte - known to everyone as Charlie. One is a feisty, tomboyish firecracker. The other is my seven-year-old. I can’t imagine life without either. So when my ex springs a custody hearing on me, I find myself telling the judge that I’m engaged to Charlie. The only problem? I’m not. Time to fake an engagement. Pretending we’re a couple will be no big deal.

Fate took almost everything from me, but at least I still had my brother, and Saint, my best friend and hopeless crush. When I found Saint with my brother, the one man who was off-limits, I lost both of them, too. But fate wasn't finished with me. I had to go through literally losing my brother. Then, I gained a spine, scars, and 50 pounds of muscle. The fragile, pathetic kid I used to be is dead and gone. I love the way Saint's jaw drops when he sees me, like I'm a ghost from his past. A ghost who's going to make him pay for all his sins.

Life is a cruel game, where only the most ruthless survive. It’s a truth my mother rebelled against, and she paid for it with her life. Now, I play their game. Publicly accepting the destiny that lies in wait for me when I turn 18. But behind closed doors, I plot my escape. Trent, Charlie, and my twin Drew rule the hallways of Rydeville High with arrogance and an iron fist. I execute my role perfectly, hating every second, but they never let me forget my place in this world.

I signed up for a research mission with five other women. Instead, we crashed on an alien planet with too many dangers to count. Separated from the other women, I’m on my own until a huge alien with color-changing skin and a massive sword gets me out of a bad spot. I don’t understand Savair’s language, but I think he’s under the impression that I’m his. I am NOT his. I’m a 34-year old divorced scientist with no time for such nonsense. But if he can help me find the others in my group then perhaps I can play at being “his” for a while.

Price Crow first saw Sabrina Proctor in the middle of a hurricane. She’d been sitting next to her dead best friend, who’d passed away on the beach, with no way to get her back home, thanks to the world’s worst luck and one hell of a storm. So Price does what any decent person would do: He carries Sabrina’s dead best friend to their beach house and doesn’t leave her side until he’s forced to. He had every intention of bridging that gap, of checking up on her and making sure she was okay, but life is funny and has a way of making a mockery of the best-laid plans.

We all have a façade, a concealed mask we wear to portray ourselves to the world. Fallon has never had to wear a mask. She grew up with two loving parents in Chicago, graduated from college and is now working a job she loves. But her untarnished world is shaken when Luca crosses her path.

I’d lost everything after my parents passed away, but Hades was there, pen in hand, for me to sign my life away to him. I could have refused, but then I’d be without a home. Without a support system, I’d be penniless. So I said yes. Hades was my guardian. I was his ward. He was cruel. I was too innocent. The longer I was in his care, and the more I saw how cruel and cold he could be, the more I wanted him.

No man has ever rattled Isabel Ward...until Aiden Hennessy walks through the door of her gym, ownership papers in hand. The former fighter is a lot of things: a single dad, a widower trying to start over, and a watchful presence that knocks her off her very capable feet. And, to make matters worse, she had a crush on him for the entirety of her teenage years. Doodles in her diaries and unsent letters declaring her admiration haunt the absolute crap out of her now that she has to face him every day.

I don't do relationships. I've been abandoned all my life, and I don't trust a soul except my own damn self. But there's something different about Jack Chance. From his lithe, gymnast's body to his soulful hazel eyes, he's everything I never knew I wanted. When he's wrapped up in my arms, begging for more, everything seems right about the world. I'm not boyfriend material - everyone in Abingdon knows that. I've got a moonshine-making hillbilly family, a heart hardened by war, and I walk into burning buildings for a living. Oh, and I'm still in love with my best friend.

They stole my dreams, my hopes, my very identity, and I had no idea. Years went by and I did everything I was told, I was always the perfect specimen, and the perfect lab rat. I was dissected, even maimed all in the name of science. Then one day a strange smoky voice entered my head, and I knew things were not as they seemed. He promises me that he will never leave me, but my new memories tell me differently.

Heaven: A Forbidden Romance by Darcy Rose I’ve had a crush on my stepbrother since I can remember … He came home for my eighteenth birthday. All I wanted to do was show him I’m not a little girl anymore. I didn’t know that would be the worst decision of my life. Hell: A Dark Romance by J. L. Beck and C. Hallman I’ve built this club from the ground up. A playground for the wicked. In my club, your wildest dreams can come true or your worst nightmares can swallow you whole. Are you ready to play?

Warlord Tane of Atlan is a warrior, not a prince. So why is he wearing these ridiculous white pants and gold-trimmed jacket? And gods help him, why are there hundreds of females in glittering gowns, circling like vultures, expecting him to dance? The human producers of the Bachelor Beast television show thought this would be a good idea; dress up an unmated Warlord like a fairytale prince, invite hundreds of eligible human women to a “Cinderella Ball,” turn on their cameras, and record everything. And then he sees her. His mate. The only female who can tame his beast.

A dark mafia tale of love and redemption by Rachel Van Dyken, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Eagle Elite series....

They begin as rescued and rescuer, slowly growing from 12 and 16. He’s not allowed to touch her. She’s convinced he is the one. But as each day dawns on his illegal existence, Aslans’s secrets creep ever closer, the death he ran from hunts ever faster, and the darkness that he can’t get free of finally finds him. And it costs him everything.

A house hidden in the middle of nowhere. A man who’s lived alone for a decade. A woman who trespasses on his solitude. A love full of hate, as well as hunger. The thing about my life is...I was never in control of it. I just I thought I was.I thought I had everything figured out - a good career, fun hobbies, a bright future, but everything changed when I found an ivy-cloaked house, tucked in a forgotten valley, hiding a man who corrupted my world forever.I thought I was successful, until he showed me fortune and happiness could be snatched away in an instant.

It’s not every day that someone tries to pin a murder on you and a random girl you just met. But Bram Crow isn’t your average everyday guy, either. One second he’s hiding evidence with the girl, and the next, he has to marry her so a police detective doesn’t get suspicious. Did he mention that he had a long-term girlfriend at the time? To say that things didn’t go as planned would be an understatement. To say that falling in love with his wife definitely wasn’t part of the plan, either.

Keeping her safe was my job. Keeping her for myself became my obsession. She is a Russian mafia princess, kidnapped to be used as a pawn in a deadly turf war. I was hired to bring her home, but the moment I saw her I knew I must have her for myself. She can run, but I will always be watching from the shadows. Like a feral beast stalking his prey, waiting for the right moment to take what is mine. I am her protector, but no one can protect her from me.

I awaken to the touch of cold metal hands and talking holograms. Paralyzed and dependent on the Others. They tell me a story . . . at first; I refuse to believe. A story of no return and extreme loss, but one of the voices is different. He projects anger and distrust . . . but his hands . . . even though cold and hard, are always gentle. I have come to crave the sound of his growls because I know within moments, he will hold me in his arms. When my sight returns. I was not prepared to see what he really was, but when he collapsed in front of me, his body failing.

I took her innocence as payment. She was far too young and naïve to be betrothed to a monster like me. I would bring only pain and darkness into her sheltered world. That's why she ran. I should've just let her go. She never asked to marry into a powerful Russian mafia family. Unfortunately for her, I don't care. I own her, and after three years of searching, I've found her. My runaway bride was about to learn disobedience has consequences...punishing ones. Nothing was going to keep me from claiming her before the eyes of God and man. She's mine now, and I'm never letting her go.

The Volkov’s are the nightmares they warned me of as a child, the ones they spoke of in the dark in hushed tones. Traitors and killers—the boogeymen themselves—sent to scare children like me; the children of their enemies. I'm a Kelly. A family that they have been at war with since before I was born. Now, I am to marry into the Bratva Pigs; to become their blushing bride. It's my father's plan, and theirs as well. A marriage to create peace. To unite the families and end the bloodshed once and for all. We are a symbol of hope, of the future, of harmony. I have other ideas.