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I’ve lived my life giving in to my darker desires. And now I’ve found the darkest desire of all—Bianca. Let’s start out by agreeing I’m not a nice man. I’m not a good man. I’m not kind or compassionate. Hell, my dad made me kill my first guy when I was twelve. But Bianca Salerno? She’s the real deal. Sweetest girl in the world. A real beauty, too. The kind of beauty you’d take home to meet your parents. It's funny. This is the girl that gets me to stop killing.

Former spec-ops member Ezekiel Harding returned home from his time as a POW to find his family destroyed from his service. Adrift and with no real purpose for a man of his skill set, an employment opportunity at The Church, a private high-end club, gives Zeke the routine he desperately needs. He completes his shifts, waves to the bakery owner across the street as he leaves, and doesn't force himself to socialize. It may be lonely, but it's safer for everyone if he doesn't put himself out there.

I stole her from her life. I’ll go even further to keep her in mine. She was a job. Nothing more. Nothing less. I took her from the party. It wasn’t personal. It was a contract. Grab her, head to the safehouse, and wait for the ransom. Scarlett is so gentle, so trusting. She doesn’t know that men like me exist. Doesn’t know the brutal nature of this world. Me? I come from a world of violence. I’m a killer. I prey on nightmares and make them come true. If you cross me, I kill you.

The kingdom of Far Shore still resents Donnelly, its neighboring land, for forming an alliance with those filthy High Clifters and then defeating them in war. Twice! They really must pay for such an insult. And what better way to prick their pride than to steal their lovely, revered princess, mutilate her a little, and then ransom her back to them for a hefty sum. So, the king blackmails stable hand, Farrow, into accepting the mission of kidnapping Princess Nicolette and bringing her back to Far Shore to meet her gruesome fate.

Gretel, er, I mean, Gabriella Salazar finds temptation and desperation to be too great and breaks into a wicked witch’s—uh, that is—a pretentious, rich woman’s condo, only to discover she’s not the only one with a B & E fetish. The twist is that the mysterious, handsome Hansel to her Gretel who has also stolen into the same apartment is anything but brotherly, and the two strangers find themselves lip-locked before the evening is over. Now Gabby and her new, aggravating accomplice must get crafty and work together to free themselves and everyone they hold dear from a mad woman’s clutches.

From birth, my life has been a series of wrong turns and dead ends. Only one person truly loved me, and I walked away from them. Now, they're unavailable. I have a dark soul. That's what I've always been told. Makes me good at my work, though. It's kept me alive, even when I haven't cared if I lived or died. Even when I welcomed death, and it still eluded me. Makes it easy not to get attached. I guess I'm lucky. Until an unexpected reversal of fortune thrusts me into an unwinnable situation. Now, I'm not so sure I want to die.

I kneel for only one man—Carter Wilson, my best friend, chief of staff, and bastard extraordinaire. It's a price I willingly pay to be owned by Her. His wife. Who is also, as of when we were sworn in this morning, my lieutenant governor. I am Owen Taylor, governor of the great state of Florida.

As chief of staff to the governor of Florida, Carter has a well-deserved rep as a bastard extraordinaire. But when he's dealing with two governors for the price of one on Christmas Eve, will the Master find himself outmatched and outmaneuvered by his wily political pets?

I never come in second—that's just how my daddy raised me. Except now, I find myself willingly choosing exactly that—being second. Publicly, I might seem to serve at the governor's pleasure, but that's nothing close to the truth. He serves me at mine. Especially the pleasure part. We both serve my husband, Carter. Or, as Owen dubbed him long ago, the bastard extraordinaire. I never knew what I was really getting into when I met Owen and Carter. Maybe it's better I didn't. Maybe I would've run away if I had.

In this sexy holiday romcom, a grumpy/sunshine duo gets snowed in together—perfecf for fans of Christina Lauren and Maggie Knox. Sorority mom Becca Fairfield is used to guys not taking her seriously. She’s too blond, too quirky, or Just. Too. Much. So she’s ditched dating to focus on her...

The first rule of hockey PR? Never. Date. A. Player. Which shouldn't be a problem—Tate Foster is the least dateable guy on the team. Logical. Bookish. Allergic to chaos. He hates attention almost as much as he dislikes me, the team's PR rep. But when I rope him into a social media stunt to boost his image, the unthinkable happens: it works. Suddenly, Tate—aka "Sheriff"—is looking like boyfriend material. And those dimples he tries to hide? Yeah… they're messing with my professional objectivity.

I've spent my entire life working for a shot at Nationals, but when my figure skating partner gets an injury right before the biggest season of my career, my chances of making a comeback vanish overnight. Until my dad—a professional hockey coach—forces me to pair up with the last person I'd ever choose as my partner: Leo Anderson. Sure, he's got the whole brooding, bad-boy thing down, but he's also got anger issues that landed him in trouble with his team.

Get this limited edition holiday romance collection of two novels, two novellas, and two short stories from Kit Tunstall, writing as Aurelia Skye and Kit Kyndall.

Dana Patterson never regretted the simplicity of her life in Alaska until she moved in with playboy Connor Sinclair. On the surface, Connor is the darkly seductive owner of Vegas’s hottest new casino. But in private, she gets to see a vulnerable side that no one else knows about—and the combination makes him a temptation she isn’t willing to resist any longer.

My name is Kevin Markos, former anchor for Full News Broadcasting. I say former, because an exhaustion—and frustration-fueled emotional on-air meltdown of apocalyptic proportions means my previously dignified reputation and successful career as a highly respected conservative TV news host and commentator lay in smoking, irreparable ruins. Only one person will hire me now, and it's the last person I want to work for—Democratic Senator ShaeLynn Samuels, who's determined to be the next president of the United States. My reluctance isn't because of her, but because of who's working for her.

My best friend was only supposed to be my fake date to a work event in Vegas. But when my ex showed up with another woman on his arm, my friend suggested the ultimate payback: pretending we were engaged. When I accidentally mention my medical insurance issues due to a car accident, he proposes taking our charade to the next level—a temporary marriage until I'm better. I nearly spit out my drink. Yeah, right. Like that won't completely ruin our friendship. But we can't go back now. Our charade worked so well that everyone bought it—even my ex, who leaked our Vegas wedding all over the internet.

Callum Lennon has one goal in life: protect his cousins. His failure in the past to do just that is what drives every action. When they discover a chance for redemption, Callum is willing to try. But trusting an outsider isn’t acceptable. An expert in archeology, Phoebe has always felt dwarfed by her parents’ shadow. In college by thirteen, she’s never measured up to her parents’ high standards. When the Lennons contact her, she decides to take a chance…and finds herself intrigued by the most insufferable man.