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I didn't plan to ever attend an event, but I needed the money. I thought it was nothing more than an adult version of hide-and-seek. I had no idea how wrong I was. Nor did I know I’d meet my worst nightmare that night: Andrew “Drew” Marshall, popular-as-hell football star and a Greek god among mere mortals. To anyone else, he would appear to be normal, a good guy. But that night I saw the cruel, dark monster hidden underneath. He was the epitome of evil, the leader of the Disciples, and I was his newest obsession.

Recently single with her whole life up in the air, Emma Abate knows that getting into any kind of relationship is a bad idea. Especially when the man she finds herself drawn to is Miles Thatcher, a single father and a man that seems determined to break down every barricade she places between them.

He calls me prey. I call him a bully. Sebastian Arturo isn’t just cruel, he’s downright terrifying. With piercing green eyes, a body made for doing very bad things, and a charming demeanor, it’s no wonder everyone thinks the world of him… everyone except me. When I wake up with pieces of my memory missing he’s the only one who can give me answers. But he doesn't give me answers—instead, he tells me to stop asking questions, or else. I heed his warning and do my best to avoid him, but since he’s my boss and I live in his house, that's kinda difficult.

After breaking my heart and publicly humiliating me, I vow to forget his existence. He has other plans, though, and vows to make certain I don’t. The only one I can turn to for help is a man I thought to be my enemy. Drew’s best friend Sebastian who claims to be my brother. He promises me security and protection. But no one can protect me from Drew. The faster I run, the more he chases. The harder I struggle, the tighter his grip becomes.

Running away from my disastrous career to an island off the Florida coast wasn't part of my summer plans, but life hasn't been cooperative lately, anyway. At least here, I can hide away and figure out how to untangle the mess I've gotten myself into. One thing is certain: my A-list status and title of America's Sweetheart are long gone, and they're probably never coming back. I'll just remain on this island until the worst of it blows over. Until the gossip magazines move on to another juicy topic. Until the paparazzi lose interest.

You know when you see that big red flag, and you think to yourself, I should probably not go anywhere near there? Yeah, Quincy Carter ignored that big red flag. He walked right up to that red flag, waving blatantly in the wind, and kissed the holy hell out of her. Sure, he probably should've arrested her for breaking a restraining order. He probably also should've stopped her from continuing to break that restraining order. Yet he can't.

New York City's Gilded Age shines as bright as the power-wielding men of the Knickerbocker Club. And one pragmatic industrialist is about to learn that a man may make his own destiny, but love is a matter of fortune . . . Born into one of New York's most respected families, William Sloane is a railroad baron who has all the right friends in all the right places. But no matter how much success he achieves, he always wants more. Having secured his place atop the city's highest echelons of society, he's now setting his sights on a political run.

Standing on the platform at Grand Central Depot, Ted Harper is surprised by a fiery kiss from an undeniably gorgeous damsel in distress. He's certain she's a swindler who's only after his money, but he's never met a woman so passionate and sure of herself. Disarmed, he invites her to spend the journey to St. Louis in his private car—perhaps against his better judgment . . .

I should be reciting my wedding vows, not hiding in the tasting room of the venue, playing truth or drink with a stranger. But when my fiance left me at the altar, I needed to hide. And not just from the 500 guests we invited to this gorgeous small-town vineyard, but from the internet. As a romance author, I've shared my love story with my readers. They're invested in my happiness. And I truly felt as if I had it all: the billionaire boyfriend, the fairy tale ending. Then, moments before I was set to walk down the aisle, my life blew up in a spectacular way. My solution? Get drunk.

Newly divorced with a young son to raise, Tucker Beckett is the last man Miranda Owens should be itching to figure out, make smile, and hear laugh. Still there is something about the detective with haunted blue eyes and a dirty mouth that draws her in from the moment they meet. If only life were so simple. As Tucker and Miranda begin to navigate their new relationship, Tucker is tasked with solving the murder of a young woman while their exes begin to play games in an attempt to split the two of them up

As owner of a well-respected national newspaper, Calvin Cabot has the means to indulge his capricious taste for excess—and the power to bring the upper crust of society to its knees. So when a desperate heiress from his past begs for his help, Calvin agrees . . . as long as she promises to stay out of his way. Except, like the newsman, this willful beauty always gets what she wants . . .

Morrigan St. Pete. The woman that’d been hounding my every step since the day she was born. From the moment we first comforted each other in the hospital to the day that I left her to follow her dreams, I knew that she was my one.

Mason Creek, Montana, is my home. It always has been and truth is, there is no place like it. I can hide away in a big city, pretend as if I'm not drowning. I can ignore the sadness inside my heart that is begging for a change. But if I'm being honest, my sense of belonging has disappeared. I thought I wanted the big city life, the fast track, and all the glamorous things. Turns out, there's nowhere I'd rather be than home. Coming back to help run my mom's business gave me the perfect escape.