Showing results for "Haze" in Contemporary

Isla Lane is an ambitious violinist, who yearns for the career her grandmother had and had always planned for her. Though determined to make her mark on Manhattan and follow her dreams, she just can't seem to get back on course. Consumed with pain from the loss of her grandmother, Isla thinks that she has found the perfect distraction, but this perfect distraction will challenge her in ways she couldn't have imagined.

It was supposed to be a mistake. A wild, reckless, never-talk-about-it-again night at Club Devil. I was the auction prize nobody expected… until three possessive cowboy brothers outbid the entire club to claim me. Mills—the grumpy eldest who commands with nothing but a stare… but hides a heart he swore he'd never risk. Tate—the silver-tongued rope master who knows how to tie a girl's body—and her heart—into knots. And West—the wicked charmer who tastes like sin and salvation… but smiles like he's never letting anyone close. We didn't swap names. We swapped everything else.

I spent ten years convincing myself they never meant anything. That one stolen night was just a reckless mistake. But now Rhett, Arlo, and Shep are back—older, richer, and dangerously determined. They don't just want an apology. They want me. And when one of them growls that leaving me was the biggest mistake of their lives… I realize my biggest mistake might be letting them back in.

One fake date. Three alpha bikers. My rules? Don't fall. Their rules? I'm theirs. I only agreed to one night of pretending. A fake date to keep my past in the past. But with three ex-military bikers in my corner, pretending is getting harder. They're looking at me like I'm theirs to keep.

Singer and lead guitarist Nikki Rani will do whatever it takes to keep her mom and her band safe, even if it means keeping secrets about her friend's murder. She failed her loved ones once and won't be taken in again by a ridiculous story. There are no fairy tales in her future—especially not with a broody stranger who's more likely to offer heartache and pain than redemption.

After leaving the SAS, going into personal security seemed like the next logical step. Having been briefed on my client, the drummer for the rock band Caffeine Daydreams, I believed I'd be guarding some spoiled kid with more money than sense. But as I get to know Arlo, I realize nothing could be further from the truth.