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A love match hotter than the Fourth of July… Wild West Boys, Book 2 Construction worker Willow Gregory entered the annual Miss Firecracker beauty contest on a dare and shocked everyone by winning. After a year of tiara-wearing good behavior, she’s ready to cut loose—but waking up naked in a sexy stranger’s bed with no memory of the havoc she wreaked the night before wasn’t part of the plan. Bartender Blake West thinks he could possibly be the only man alive who could say no to a drunken, horny, beauty queen—a sexpot who ends up trashing his buddy’s bar during a fight. Despite how hot she fires his blood, he demands she work off the damages in the bar…or face jail time. Working in close quarters is an explosive combination they can’t resist. But their agreement for a no-heartstrings-attached affair hits a snag when they realize the spark between them might be strong enough to burn for a lifetime…

There is no way to really start this story. My story really has no beginning and no ending. It's like I was plucked from non-existence and dropped smack dab into the worst possible nightmare. I am not sure if I ever felt a moment of comfort or love from my parents, my sister I have, but from the ones that created me I don’t think I did. When you go your entire life not feeling the shelter of a parents love, I think even if for only a second if it was present it would be unforgettable, even to an infant. I cannot move forward without going back. I do not want to go back. I am scared of very few things in this world, but my past is something to bring on the cold sweats and break me into a ball of rage and pain. The trapdoors I call them, the ones containing all of the fury and pain, they need to be broken open. I have fought against it for too long and now I face my own death or my own redemption. I face the fact she will never be back and I accept the moment I broke. That’s one of the many doors I fear opening. Doors that are closed and locked and barricaded in for a reason. What I share with you, will make your skin crawl, and sadly I haven’t even scratched the surface. My name is Noah Beckett, and this is my story. There will be moments I disgust you, I will undoubtedly break your heart. I am a master of making ugly even worse but I can bring out beauty in the worst of all things. I do not judge, I would have answered to a bullet a long time ago if I did. You may not like my choices or the things I say and the way I live, but you will respect it because I have earned it.

A Fairy Princess with no power is married off to the enemy who she believes killed her brother. But when her new husband offers to help her unlock her magic, she must make a choice between love and revenge… Who ever heard of a fairy princess with no magic? Well, that happens to be my fate. I am Alira Shiningstar of the Royal house of the Seelie Court. I am descended from a long line of powerful Fae, and yet I have no power of my own. I might be forgiven for having no magic, but I have no beauty, either. I am curvy where I should be thin and my hair is dark instead of blonde. I do not look like the other Fae maidens…so why is it that Liath Blackthorn, the Prince of our sworn enemy, the Unseelie Court, wishes to marry me? Liath doesn’t look like a proper Fae either—he is tall and beastly with curving horns and blazing bronze eyes. He tells me that I do have magic—that it is buried inside me. And only he can bring it out. But the things he wants to do to unlock my hidden power leave me hot and trembling. Surely it isn’t right to do such things, even with one’s husband…is it? I don’t know if it is or not—I only know that the touch of my new husband’s hands on my body makes me quiver with need. And inside me I feel a force growing…a shadow that is bigger than both of us. What happens next? You’ll have to read this Enemies to Lovers, He Falls First, Praise K*nk, Who Did This To You, Sex Magic, Dark Fantasy Romance to find out! Author's Spice note--this one gets spicy. Don't say I didn't warn you. : )

Felicity Amee Taylor loved Massimo De Luca, the future Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, from the moment she didn't even know the meaning of love. So, when he asked her to marry him, She didn’t think twice before saying yes. Only to realize that Massimo wanted just a perfect Luna for his pack, nothing more than that. She did what Massimo expected of her in the hope of him falling in love with her someday. But her hope was shattered like pieces of glass when Massimo found his fated mate. "Thank you for being an amazing Luna, Amee, and handling my pack. Now, it's time to step down from your position and also to reject each other." Soon, Massimo realized the value of Felicity only after losing it. Before he could undo the mistake that he had made, she disappeared from his life like thin air. * Years later, their paths accidentally crossed. "Please give me a chance, Amee." "Why? So that you can toss me again by saying ‘Thank you." She asked coldly.

In this book I have described the struggles of my college life. I decided to write this book when due to lack of friends I did not get to know about the final semester exams of the university and missed my exams. After many struggles, I gave the final semester exams and wrote my college experiences in this book.

All signs point north for Not-So-Saint Nick After too many mugs of mulled wine, introverted accountant Holly North lets her best friend guilt her into filling in as Mistress Christmas at Sugar Plums, a Christmas-themed strip club. The combination of a velvet mask and a Mrs. Claus-meets-dominatrix costume gives Holly the courage to approach the hot-bodied man across the room who is as lickable as a candy cane. Detective Nick West is working undercover to find the sexy vixen who supposedly robbed his buddy at Sugar Plums. His interest in the pole dancers vanishes faster than a flying sleigh upon his introduction to Mistress Christmas—a leggy brunette with smoky eyes and a lush mouth that begs for hours beneath the mistletoe. One lap dance and their attraction flares hotter than a fireplace on a cold winter evening. And Nick is only too happy to oblige when Holly blurts out her secret Christmas wish…a night filled with sweet and dirty carnal pleasures that will land them both on the naughty list.

You can’t divorce yourself from love… Emily Saturn’s world is spinning out of control. An intellectual property lawyer, she’s gone rogue from her firm, dealing with a major lawsuit against a predatory software company’s CEO pro bono. When she isn’t looking for elusive evidence she can use—legally, of course—she’s trying to avoid her soon-to-be ex-husband, Bobby March. After their whirlwind courtship and wedding, Bobby can’t pinpoint what went wrong between them. He’s been working for months on his new career and personal growth, determined to be the man his wife deserves. Desperate to get her attention, Bobby invites Emily to a series of individually designed virtual escape rooms, each one a moment from their love story. Hopefully, the sexy, romantic trip down memory lane will rekindle their intense connection—and clue him in as to how to fix this. Emily has never been able to resist a puzzle. Or, frankly, Bobby. The more she interacts with her husband online, the more she wants to see him again in person. Which is beyond stupid because Emily knows he’s wrong for her. Right?

Roxanne's fiancé was suddenly snatched by her stepsister. Bound by familial obligations and in order to reclaim her late mother's shopping center, Roxanne agreed to replace her stepsister and marry the "Crippled" billionaire, Henry Ford. Little did she know that she had thrown a rock and picked a diamond instead. Henry Ford, the crippled billionaire, was more than meets the eye! For Roxanne, the grass was indeed greener on Henry Ford's side. … "Make me yours, Henry." Roxanne said, her eyes pleading. "Roxy, are you certain? Once I make you mine, there's no turning back." Henry's eyes darkened as he got closer to her. "Is this what you really want?" "You don't want me?" Henry grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his lap, "I've wanted you from the very first day I laid my eyes on you." Roxanne's heart skipped a beat as she felt the intensity of his grip. She could sense the raw desire in his touch, and it sent delicious shivers down her spine. "Then prove it." she whispered breathlessly.

My husband has always been dangerous. But I never thought he was a killer. One phone message changes everything. The cult where I spent fifteen years of my life is preparing for the unthinkable. My son has returned to the fold. I must find him before it is too late. But it’s not just his life that’s at stake – it’s the entire congregation of Garden Temple. thought I was destined to be a sister-wife and mother, but turns out, I am so much more. I am a woman who must stop my husband’s madness before he does something irreversible. I must stop him before it’s too late. This is book three in a new suspense series.

Two twentysomethings struggle to let go of their idea of a perfect world on and off the ice in this emotional third book in the Nashville Sound series. Ambitious, smart, and straightlaced, Nashville Sound forward Jarrett MacPherson is determined to walk in the footsteps of his All-American hockey-playing grandfather. He prides himself on doing the right thing above all, with ethics so sharp they could cut the heart out of a saint. Hard-working Merry Sweet toils by day in a paper shop and coffee bar in Sound Town and at night at the arena, cleaning, selling concessions, and taking tickets. Jarrett notices and admires Merry’s determination and believes her when she says she needs money for law school, even offering to help solve her financial problems. When she refuses him, his esteem for her only grows. But when the public catches wind of their budding relationship, a surprising secret from Merry’s past comes to light. Now, Jarrett must decide if he’ll let his image take precedence over his heart and cost him the chance at something perfectly real. Sensuality Level: Sensual