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Two months ago, Freya had a tracking anklet and four infuriatingly attractive FBI handlers. Now, she has her own badge and is pretty sure she's in love with all four of her former handlers. Settled in Quantico, Freya finally feels like she belongs. River no longer sees her as a criminal. Jude and Oz have her back in a way no one ever has before. And Eli… well, Eli's still complicated. Freya and the guys have bigger problems, though, because the Cross-Cut Killer is still at large, and he is determined to go after the people Freya cares about most.

April had everything—her dream job, a beautiful home, and Lucas, her charming, polished fiancé who adored her. Until she found out he was keeping a secret she could never forgive. Heartbroken, she swears off men. Then he walks into her life. James. The brooding, tattooed and sinfully gorgeous bass player of Atlas Veil. The one man she should never, ever want—because he's also Lucas's brother.

I loathe the day I ran smack dab into the hard chest of Alister Howl, Avix University's second-string quarterback. I should've run the moment that beautiful liar smiled my way. Unfortunately for me, he takes my dismissal as a challenge and comes back twice as hard. But how can I be with him if I can't trust him? And that is how I end up at a party, locking lips with campus playboy and ultimate bachelor, Brady freaking Lancaster. Just like that, I'm "Brady's girl". I have no idea where things go from here.

Rising country star Cassie Spencer's music career is just taking off when tragedy strikes mid-tour. Seeking solace, she retreats to rural Kentucky to escape the spotlight and visit her family. Haden Westbrook, the charming heartthrob of Laurel Creek only wants one thing: a peaceful life tending to the Silver Pines ranch and his rescue horses. But when free-spirited Cassie hurricanes back into town, his world turns upside down. Especially since the last time he saw her ended with a steamy night in his truck. . .

Baby, du bist in für eine Fahrt. Wenn Cami doch nur wüsste, worauf sie sich da eingelassen hat. Nicht, dass ich sie belehren würde, schließlich bin ich für den Spaß zuständig. Und wir werden Spaß haben. Jede Menge. Es ist nicht das erste Mal, dass Spencer und ich uns eine Frau teilen, doch ich will ja nicht gleich mit der Tür ins Haus fallen.

En intégrant l'université d'Oxford, Tessa ne souhaite qu'une seule chose : découvrir qui s'en est pris à sa sœur et l'a poussée au suicide. Elle est déterminée à mener l'enquête sur le campus et à faire payer les coupables. Mais, lorsqu'un jeune professeur la surprend en train de fouiller là où il ne faut pas, elle perd un peu de son audace. Pire, elle se noie instantanément dans les yeux glacés du séduisant Saint Clair, futur duc à la réputation sulfureuse. Son attitude nonchalante la trouble, et Tessa sait qu'il est une dangereuse distraction.

Entre los planes de Cecily Kennedy no estaba una vida campestre, pero cuando su matrimonio infeliz da un giro violento, una amiga le ofrece trabajo y refugio en el rancho Wells. El día a día allí es duro de por sí, incluso sin que su nuevo jefe, Austin Wells, le envíe señales contradictorias. No obstante, Cecily tiene claro que no tiene adónde ir, y liarse con un ranchero callado no le va a traer más que problemas.

I've lived a carefully cultivated life on a quiet suburban cul-de-sac. My anonymity and meticulous routine are all by design. No one knows of the monster that lurks inside me, this insatiable urge to commit murder, that thrives just beneath my pastel sweater vests and buttoned-up demeanor. No one, that is, until my tiny menace of a neighbor comes along and ruins everything.

The first time I witnessed death was my mother's when I was eight years old. It devastated me. The second was at sixteen when I stumbled on my stepfather's body after he was brutally murdered. That one screwed me up in a different way. Since then, I've kept my shadows at bay, my secrets locked up tight. That is, until Stone Wakefield joins my college hockey team.

I’m a monster DNA experiment and she’s everything my beasts want. I escape the hell that tortured me for months. I’m turned into something so dangerous and brutal; I don’t recognize myself. And when I feel a pull in my chest, I follow it not understanding why. I see her and possession takes over. Her beauty is addiction. And her smell? God…her scent….mmm… It drives me insane.

He's excruciatingly handsome, and well, fine as hell. He's also my captor. He won't take his eyes off me. He won't let me go. All I can do is hope he'll let me live.

When I find myself snowed in and alone while I'm supposed to be on a girls' trip in the mountains, there's a knock on the door I don't expect. I open it to find three sexy strangers who are about to turn my whole world upside down. Realization that we're scent matches has them feral and determined. That's how I found myself thrown over one of their shoulders and swept away to their cabin.

Rachel wants one thing in life, a family of her own. But she’s not going to get it without a man. Or can she? They may have ruined their chances in the past, but Matt and Trevor know Rachel’s the woman for them. When they discover her plans, they tell her they’ll give her exactly what she wants … the old-fashioned way. Because once they get their hands on her, they’ll hold her close and never let go.

I was told once my big mouth would get me into trouble, But I didn’t expect the hottest man I’d ever seen to hear me confess my severe lack of…bedroom antics. When I throw myself into the chilling sea, he thinks he’s rescuing me from embarrassment but there’s always…always more. I should resist Mason. But the demons in his eyes call to mine. And how I can I resist the dark promises he makes?

Bet you thought I was dead, huh? Pfft. I'm a lot harder to kill than that. I thought I was safe surrounded by my fated mates and Gavin. Boy, was I wrong. Who I once thought was nothing more than an over-inflated bimbo turned out to be the devil in disguise. Determined to destroy my very existence. She's tried to kill me more than once. No shocker there. And even as death has knocked on my door, I haven't succumbed to his whispered promises of peace.

Two years. That's all the peace we had before our past awoke from the dead. The tombstones of our enemies have been overturned, and we are reminded that we can never escape the chains of the corrupt. Seeking retribution for my lost love consumed my past, but that violence and desire for punishment now jeopardized the future of those closest to me. We are given one choice, a singular option. Return to Ponderosa Springs. But it's more than the infamous Hollow Boys in danger this time. It's her. A mirage of a woman too stubborn for her own good.

Rock-hard abs. Cocky smile. Sculpted hipbones that scream filthy sex. Liam Cage is walking torture for any girl in New York, but especially me. My mother is married to his father and on top of that, I'm living under his roof. I'm following his rules. I'm nothing but his perfect angel and so I can't want him. I can't tempt him. I can't bait him into touching my half-naked body while I lay "asleep" on his couch. . . . About that.

Being a young, semi-talented artist with big dreams is hard enough for June Matthews, but to make matters worse, her boss is a total dick. Dr. Amos Brady, a neurosurgeon, and unapologetic a-hole, seems determined to make his secretary's life miserable. When Dr. Brady rudely points out that her "stripper" underwear is showing, June decides she's had enough. Well, okay, she hadn't meant to set his pants on fire, but she isn't mad about it, either. That is, until their office manager makes everyone go to a wilderness retreat to "foster communication" and force everyone to get along.

I wasn’t always immortal. And I’m not sure I’ll ever get the hang of it. Not like Lucifer, a.k.a. Pride. He and the other seven deadly sins, the high-profile billionaires who run this city, make the divine life look easy. I came to New York a good, if damaged, Christian girl. Then Lucifer opened my eyes to the darkness. To the hunger burning inside me. To a world of pain and pleasure like nothing I’ve ever known. Now it’s all I crave. He’s all I crave.

Drei Auftragskiller, die sich als Callboys ausgeben. Und eine Jungfrau, die ihre Unschuld verlieren will. Ich bin Virginie und so weit ich zurückdenken kann, lebe ich schon hinter diesen gefühlt unüberwindbaren Mauern. Fiktive Figuren sind meine einzigen Wegbegleiter. Ja, in meinem Kopf wohnt eine ganze Schar heißer Bad Boys und in meiner Brust schlägt das Herz einer Schriftstellerin. Allerdings habe ich keine Ahnung von der Liebe, geschweige denn von der schönsten Nebensache der Welt.