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Three dates with the monster. That's the price he's demanding for my freedom. With a growing secret inside my womb, I have no choice but to accept his deal. But can I tangle with the silent beast without losing myself again?

Victor. No last name. Totally mysterious. He doesn't talk. He's insanely hot. And now...I'm supposed to be spending every Thursday with him? When my dad asked me to tutor the son of an important business associate, I thought I was agreeing to teach a little kid—not a mafia prince.

The opposite of love isn't hate. It's Victor. My boyfriend's back. But not like before. He used to be a mafia prince. Now he's a king. Dark, cruel, and commanding. My father destroyed him, and the payback price for that is 10 years of ownership.

Victor. No last name. Totally mysterious. He doesn't talk. He's insanely hot. And now...I'm supposed to be spending every Thursday with him??? When my dad asked me to tutor the son of an important business associate, I thought I was agreeing to teach a little kid. Victor's definitely not a kid. In fact, it's hard to believe we're even the same age. He's way more powerful than any boy I've ever met.

The Rogues Division is a top-secret, highly classified, “I’d tell you but I’d have to kill you” kind of organization. The kind of organization the government pretends not to love having at its disposal. And we just got our newest recruit: Lachlan King, the sexy billionaire playboy who seduced me into one night of wild, soul-shattering sex. When I slipped out of his bed three months ago, I never expected to see him again. My future is set. I’m going to be a Rogues field agent. And field agents don’t date. Not to mention it’s forbidden to date each other.

When Harley’s new boyfriend invites her to a weekend at his family's country house, she accepts, game for an adventure. But the estate has a sinister history. Harley knows about the murder suicide that happened in the kitchen; the other stories might just be rumors.

I’ve been hiding nearly all my adult life to protect myself and my autistic daughter from the mob boss who wants me dead. For those reasons, I’ve sworn off relationships and vowed never to fall in love again. Suro Nakamura gives exactly zero f-words about my vows. I’ve become the dangerous hitman’s sole obsession, and he’ll stop at nothing to make me his. Is there any way for me to escape him…or resist him?

My hot one-night stand...is now my new boss! I’ve been hiding nearly all my adult life to protect myself and my autistic daughter from the mob boss who wants me dead. I’ve sworn off relationships and vowed never to fall in love again. Suro Nakamura gives exactly zero f-words about my vows. I’ve become the dangerous hitman’s sole obsession, and he’ll stop at nothing to make me his. Is there any way for me to escape him...or resist him?

"Lachlan King Caught Naked Kite-Surfing with Hollywood Starlet!” “Scandal Rocks King Family…Again!” “King Media Family Furious with Out-of-Control Second Son!” Yeah, I’ve seen the headlines, too. My family is threatening to disown me if I get near another bloody scandal. So I’m staying out of trouble. Or trying to…until I see her. It doesn’t matter that she’s dancing with someone else. The moment our gazes meet across a crowded club, I know one thing. I have to have her.

When travel nurse Lilliana Tucker is coerced by a mysterious stranger into “interviewing” to become Norio Nakamura’s next mistress, she’s pretty sure there’s no way she’ll get the job. Lilli is awkward, unrefined, and not at all cut out to be a spy - or the lover of a smoking hot Japanese billionaire. But then - WTH! - she does get the job. Soon her arrangement with Norio goes from a role she must play, to a passionate, barely contained affair. Lilli knows there’s no way her clandestine relationship with Norio will end in unicorns and rainbows.

This should have been a story about the youngest sibling being rescued and returned to his family grateful, happy—overcome with gratitude to be safe and home again. That isn’t how my story goes, I’m not grateful, and I sure as hell am not thankful. I lived in fear for eight months while my family lived happily, banged their girls, procreated, and carried on like I didn’t even exist.