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Dani has her future all planned out. She's not the type to fall for a bad boy, no matter how panty-melting his grin is or how shamelessly he flirts. But Damon draws her in and slowly, she uncovers the secrets he hides: underneath his arrogance lies a lonely soul, his flirting smile masks despair. Damon arrives in Dani's life against his will. His father insisted he change high schools right in his senior year. He can't wait to turn 18 and be in charge of his own life. He knows he should stay away from Dani, but she's so lovely he just can't keep himself from gravitating around her.

Roxy Kincaid isn't a biker chick anymore. She's made herself more than Jethro Winston's castoff, and she's never going back to her old life with the Iron Wraiths. But one summer night, a charming stranger threatens to sweep Roxy off her feet. Ignoring fate and their instant attraction, she has to get back to her real life in Green Valley. He couldn’t be the one that she wants when he’s exactly the thing that could ruin everything. If only she could stop thinking about him.

When Damon Knight’s younger sister is kidnapped, Avalon is determined to help him in any way she can. When she winds up kidnapped herself, Avalon doesn’t use what she knows to save herself. Instead, she promises to rescue Damon’s sister. She knew it was stupid, but she blamed it on love.

When Maren Casey’s best friend was kidnapped and held for ransom, one name came to mind. She just wasn’t sure her high school sweetheart would want to see her again, not after the way things ended between them.

Cherry's life growing up was nothing short of a nightmare. Having an abusive father forced her to fend for herself from an early age. Bruised and emotionally broken, she finally escaped, running straight into the comfort that Lip's arms brought. In the beginning everything seemed to fall into place perfectly. He made her forget the messed-up ways of her life. But secrets can't stay neglected. They have a habit of revealing themselves regardless of the consequences.

She really knows how to push a man. She finds the cracks and she goes right for them. She'll travel across the world just to break me apart, piece by piece, until every last secret is exposed and every weakness revealed. I swear to God, I love her so much I'll let her do it. I'll let her do anything. But when she hurts herself to protect me? That's a line in the sand.

Road captain of the Devil's Dust Motorcycle Club, Bobby has the scars to prove just how dangerous his life is. He gives the world he knows hell and loves every moment of it. Wearing a panty-dropping grin along the way, his fierce life has never been a problem for him, until her. Jessica is the only female who has him distracted in his game. After taking him to bed, she's the only woman to tell him to take a hike. Waking with her gone, he can't resist her pull.

California landscape artist Estelle Donovan hates big cities. Between the grime, the smell, all the drab concrete, and the suffocating summer heat, how can anyone breathe? Housesitting her brother's New York apartment, complete with broken elevator and smoking air conditioner, is her kind of hell. It's only for two weeks, though. What could possibly go wrong?

Keenan’s hard stare is arrogant and unapologetic. The quirk of his sensuous lips is cocky and in control. But there’s more. There’s something deeper he’s trying to hide behind those steely grey eyes—a slight hint of vulnerability which captures her intrigue.

I like women, and I like adventure. I always have. The last thing I want to do is settle down with the girl next door and live a boring, domestic life. So I have no idea what I’m doing here, posing as a first-grade teacher. It’s the most ridiculous undercover security job I’ve ever had to work. Corralling a bunch of six-year-olds while I try to do my job and keep anyone from knowing how clueless I really am. I manage to fool everyone. Except Kristin. She’s an actual teacher, and she’s determined to find out what I’m really doing here.

The story of my life isn’t pretty. I come from the wrong side of the tracks. I’ve been a criminal. I’ve been homeless. I almost killed my father, and I might be responsible for the death of my best friend. I should not be wanting Evangeline. Her life story is the stuff of dreams. She’s America’s sweetheart - beautiful, talented, and famous - and she doesn’t want anything to do with me. I’ll protect her from a stalker since it’s my job, but that’s all I’m allowed. I’m all wrong for her, and she’s completely off-limits. But I’ve never been good about following the rules.

When hockey phenom Billie-Jo Barker returns home and decides to play in the local Friday night hockey league, all hell breaks loose. Not because Billie's talent is in question but because Billie is a woman. And though these are modern times, some of the local guys still have a problem letting a girl into their "men's club".

I promised you a bed of rose petals. He grabbed my hand under the table, tightening his grip as if he were falling from a precipice and our connection was the only thing saving him from certain death. They were beautiful. You smell like apples. Roses were wrong. There was nothing soft about his tone, but his quiet words were for me alone. I want everything to be right for you. Caden, look at me. I caught his gaze and held it. He was confident. Arrogant. Sure he had a place in the world. And under that was the man who needed me to be that place.

Some people judge me because I strip for a living, but I don't give a shit about those assholes. I play hard but f--k harder. And no woman is going to change that. When I meet JoJo, I expect a one-night stand, but a revealing photograph pushes us together, and now she needs me to be more than that. For JoJo, I can be more than a stripper - I can be her man. Except I know she's hiding something...and I can't protect her if I don't know her secrets.

Brett—the quiet loner. Content with life in his small town and a job he loves—except for the one thorn in his side. Kelly—the world traveler that pops in and out of his life, taking a small piece of his heart with him every time. Until the day she comes back, broken and adrift. Can he show her there is more to life than bright lights and endless wandering? Could his heart be enough to finally tame the restless need to run? Or will she break his heart all over again and leave?

One story. Two couples. I fell in love with a man who didn't exist. What started out as romance ended in hell. His words turned to razor blades. His kisses converted to fists. His embrace became my cage. His body transformed into a weapon, stealing parts of me until ultimately...I broke. I hated him. My sole job in life became to protect our daughter. I wasn't sure I'd ever escape the prison he'd skillfully crafted from my fears. Until the day our savior arrived. This is the story of how I escaped the man who thought he owned me.

Whoever said "keep your enemies close" never had to share a small, dark sound booth with her. Daria Stone is the infuriating host of "Choosing Yourself." The name is almost as ridiculous as the concept. Permanently single? Please. The woman's made a career out of rejecting everything I stand for.

I want two things in life: a woman and a child. When I walk into the diner and see Rosie, I think my motherf--king dreams have come true. We share one stolen afternoon, but then she’s gone. Eight months later she shows up at my cabin. Her belly swollen, her breasts full, and with the face of an angel. Still, she wants to keep on running.

Twelve years ago, I gave up the love of my life because my family made the relationship impossible. Now that Ali has come back to me, I’m not going to give her up again. It’s been years since I’ve seen her, and I know she’s hated me all this time. I never expected to see her working as an event planner for one of my father’s business partners. But here she is, always snooping around and getting into trouble. I’m supposed to be providing security, but I can’t stop thinking about her.

It took two days for me to know Kendall was the one for me. And it took two years for me to realize I had to leave in order to protect her. When I walked away, I told myself it was for the best. But now we work together, and every time we’re in the same room, we end up fighting. If we didn’t, we’d end up naked. Or worse–spilling heartbreaking secrets. If she knew the truth, she’d either walk away for good or convince me to take a second chance. The first thing would break me, and the second would break her. I can’t let either of those things happen.