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Girl meets a handsome stranger, gets swept off her feet, and has the best night of her life. Sounds like a dream, right? If only... When I wake up the next morning in a stunning penthouse overlooking the Seattle waterfront to a note saying, “have a safe flight back to Chicago,” his message is loud and clear: One and done. Famous last words. Guess who’s waiting to greet me on the first day at my new job? It turns out the mega-rich Asher Kingcaid is far from one and done.

The Amish community of Lancaster is being terrorized by barn fires. David and Malinda Beiler's barn was the first to go. The clues are sparse, but Levi, the Beilers' oldest son, happened to be awake in the middle of the night and spotted a white vehicle driving past the house with its lights off. Sarah, David and Malinda's daughter, observes her parents' agony. Not only is she afraid and wishing she could protect her parents, she's entranced by the flirtatious Matthew Stoltzfus.

Als mit einem Mal ein Stalker Camillas Welt ins Schwanken bringt, heuert ihr Vater den Undergroundboxer Miguel als Bodyguard an. Weil sie sich schämt, von nun an einen Aufpasser an ihrer Seite zu haben, bittet sie ihn, sich an der Uni als ihren Freund auszugeben.

Nikolaj Bjerregaard ist Erbe des dänischen Rosenborg-Hotelimperiums. Um aus dem Schatten seines Vaters herauszutreten, will er mit einer exklusiven Boutiquehotel-Kette expandieren. Als er die PR-Expertin Emma Jakobsen kennenlernt, die ihm bei der Expansion helfen soll, ist die Anziehungskraft zwischen ihnen sofort spürbar. Doch Emma verfolgt einen geheimen Plan. Ihr Ziel: seinen Ruf ruinieren … Als Louise Bjerregaards Traum von der Gründung eines ökologischen Lifestyle-Magazins zu platzen droht, bietet ihr Ex-Verlobter und Windparkbesitzer Mads Vinther überraschend seine Hilfe an.

The clock at St. Killian’s chimes as whispers float in the dark staircase above. Snow falls from the black sky beyond the windows, and candles glow - the flames lighting up the longest night of the year. Devil’s Night isn’t the only holiday we celebrate. Tonight, we’re pulling on a different mask. Some call it Midwinter. Others call it Yule. We call it Fire Night.

Reporter Maddy Banks doesn’t realize what she’s getting into when she makes arrangements to have an anonymous interview with an assassin. Her life in Paris was safe, with a devoted if slightly smug boyfriend and a career that was slowly taking off. When she first meets the man calling himself Constantine she can’t see him and his voice is disguised. Even so, she feels a distinct, erotic pull that horrifies her.

Lord Vere is used to baiting irresistible traps. As a secret agent for the government, he's tracked down some of the most devious criminals in London, all the while maintaining his cover as one of society's most harmless - and idiotic - bachelors. But nothing can prepare him for the scandal of being ensnared by Elissande. Forced into a marriage of convenience, Elissande and Vere are each about to discover that they're not the only ones with a hidden agenda.

He was once my best friend, now he’s my worst enemy. Xander Knight is heartbreakingly beautiful. Ridiculously popular. Brutally cruel. He’s a knight, but won’t do any saving.

Banks: Buried in the shadows of the city, there's a hotel called The Pope. Ailing, empty, and dark, it sits abandoned and surrounded by a forgotten mystery. But you think it's true, don't you, Kai Mori? The story about the hidden 12th floor. The mystery of the dark guest who never checked in and never checks out. You think I can help you find that secret hideaway and get to him, don't you? I will never betray him. Kai: You have no idea what I seek, Little One. You don't know what I had to become to survive three years in prison for a crime I would gladly commit again.

When I stepped into the courtroom this morning, I intended to fight for my client's life. I never expected to run for my own. Now the courthouse is in lockdown, and I'm trapped in a tiny room with my nemesis—the West Oaks PD cop who hates me most. He's a single dad with a growly attitude, an ex-Marine, and he's the star witness against my client. But it turns out Detective Sean Holt and I do have something in common. This threat against us is personal, and the maniac behind it wants us both dead.

Her voice was like whiskey, smooth and potent, but it was her contradictions that fascinated Detective Boyd Fletcher - the vulnerability beneath her tough-as-nails facade.

One visit to my father in prison—convicted for a murder he didn't commit—and I've attracted the attention of the last man I'd ever want knowing that I exist.

Sending him to prison was the worst thing I could've done. It didn't matter that he did the crime or that I wished he was dead. Perhaps I thought I'd have time to disappear before he got out or he'd cool off in jail and be anything but the horror he was. But I was wrong. Three years came and went too fast, and now he's anything but calm. Prison only gave him time to plan. And while I anticipated his vengeance, I didn't expect this. He doesn't want to make me hurt. He wants to make everything hurt.

Shy, studious Irene Stenson and wild, privileged Pamela Webb had been the best of friends for one short high school summer. Their friendship ended the night Pamela dropped Irene off at home - and Irene walked in to discover her parents' bodies on the kitchen floor. It was ruled a murder-suicide, and Irene fled Dunsley, determined to wipe out every memory attached to her Northern California hometown. But now she has been summoned back.

I never wanted a mate. Especially not her—the notorious assassin known for killing Alphas. But as fate would have it, she became mine. Fortunately, we have an agreement. One where I rarely have to see her, and she pretends I don't exist. Everything's fine—Until she's kidnapped by a sadistic Vampire Alpha hellbent on turning her into his own personal Omega blood bag. Now, I'm the only one who can hear her screams.

I wasn’t looking for anything more than a night at The Players Club to forget my troubles. But then Ford Perish crashed into my life with a body made for sin and a smoldering stare that promised things no man ever dared to offer me. When trouble at work turned into a full-blown threat, Ford became more than a temptation. He became my full-time bodyguard. My living, breathing, test of control. Living under the same roof as this infuriating man was delicious torture. He invaded my space, my mind, and my body until there was no part of me he didn’t own.

K9 Officer Otto Gunnersen always had a soft spot for anyone in need. As Monroe's very own Dr. Doolittle, he dedicates himself to rehabilitating the injured souls that cross his path - but for all his big heart, he's never been in love. Until he meets Sarah Clifton's haunted eyes. Until he realizes he'll do anything to save her. All Sarah wants is to escape a life caught between ambitious crime families, but there's no outrunning her past. Her power-mad brother would hunt her to the ends of the Earth...but he'd never expect Sarah to fight back.

Dunkle Verlockung und gefährliche Spiele. Rika zieht zum Studium in die Großstadt. Zum ersten Mal in ihrem Leben ist sie auf sich allein gestellt. Was sie nicht ahnt: Sie wird bereits erwartet. Von dem Mann, in den sie schon immer heimlich verliebt war, dessen Verachtung sie aber stets gespürt hat: Michael Crist. Seit drei Jahren warten er und seine Freunde darauf, Rika für all das bezahlen zu lassen, was sie ihnen angetan hat. All das Leid, all den Schmerz. Michael weiß, dass Rika ihn will, und beginnt ein böses Spiel mit ihr. Doch Rika ist nicht so wehrlos, wie er denkt.

Damon: Will is gone. He hasn't been seen in months, and the texts coming from his phone are almost certainly forged. Something's wrong. We need to act now. Michael is ready to tear down The Cove, Rika's hiding something, Evans Crist is a threat, and Winter's father is still out there. Everyone is off in a million directions, and we're vulnerable. It's time to do this. It's time to claim our place.

Six months ago, I escaped from a monster in the dead of night, our five-year-old daughter asleep in my arms. Desperate and rapidly running out of cash, my luck finally turns when I land a bartending job at a swanky Los Angeles nightclub. The owner is difficult, moody, and relentless in his crusade for perfection. But it’s not hard work that scares me. It’s the burgeoning swell of desire that consumes me every time our eyes meet across the crowded dance floor. But if I’m damaged, he’s wrecked. The truth is, we can’t run from our pasts.