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Veronica “Vero” Mercer grew up with grifters for parents, and she knows her way around a con. When grad school bills pile up and her friends are in trouble, she turns her art history skills into a forgery side hustle. It’s supposed to be a short term deal, but her work draws the attention of Dr. Viktor Ashworth, a reserved, very British professor. Instead of turning her in, Ashworth kidnaps her—politely—and makes an unusual offer: forge a mysterious ancient manuscript for him.

For better or for worse. When I said those words in front of the pastor, I meant them. But that was before everything changed. Before it became clear that my wife would be better off without me. I had no choice but to sabotage us, and that was exactly what I did. Even though I pushed Paige to leave, it still hurt like hell, watching her do it. I’d never love another woman for as long as I lived. She was it for me. I guess those are the sacrifices we make for the people we love. And if I couldn’t make her dreams come true, I had no right to keep her. Not completely anyway.

I've come to seek the truth. To put the law firm on trial for representing the man which tore my world apart. Hart Law must answer for their actions. I had it all planned out. I would take a job in their records department, access the relevant files to expose their cover up, and then blow them up in the press. That was until I laid eyes on Nathan Hart. Head of the firm, undeniably sexy and impenetrable. I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn’t resist just one night with the enemy. But that's when it all went wrong.

Natalie Barsotti is on a mission. She wants to prove the existence of shifters in a small community. Getting a job as a nurse in Winterland, Alaska, is only the first part of her plan. If only a certain mayor wasn’t so irresistible and so damn grumpy, it would make her operation so much easier.

Necromancy is a secret that thirty-year-old Cora will take to her grave. If only she could stay in it. As war erupts between gangs of mages, hiding in plain sight, Cora haunts the shadows of London's magical underworld as the Unweaver. Blackmailed by gang boss "Mother," Cora pries secrets out of corpses like worms to feed the magpie spy's insatiable appetite for intrigue. Only a few of the living and scores of the dead know the Unweaver's true identity. If anyone discovers Cora, mages will condemn her as an abomination, and humans will execute her as a presumed murderer.

A deer. A car crash. A damaged finger and dented pride. Not how I thought my evening would go. When a handsome man with a smooth American accent comes to my rescue, I decide that the day might not be all bad. The problem is that it's not just my finger that's damaged; it's my heart as well, keeping me tied to a past that's long gone. However, I have a plan: Therapy; Complete the bucket list my sisters wrote for me; Bed my American savior, who just happens to be none other than pro-golfer Hunter King; Eat cupcakes. I mean, what's the worst that can happen?

After finishing his studies to become a doctor, Graham followed the woman he loved to Oliphant Castle and discovered—among other things—that he was not the fatherless, family-less bastard he'd always assumed. Well, he was still a bastard, but now he was an Oliphant bastard; he had father who loved him, and six brothers who cared as fiercely as they fought. He'd found a home. And he might've been happy, had Davina MacKinnon been allowed to share it with him. But her grandfather has never seen him as good enough for her.

Kiergan Oliphant considers himself the only sane one in his family; what other explanation could there be for why all five of his brothers have fallen in love and gotten married, just because their father made a stupid ultimatum? Sure, the laird declared whichever son married and produced a son first would become his heir, but is that really any reason for a man to give up his freedom? Because if there's one thing Kiergan likes, it's his freedom. And women. And those little berry tart things the cook makes. And the freedom to do things with women. Aye, four things he likes.

Alistair Oliphant has devoted his entire life to his clan's well-being. As one of the laird's bastard sons, he's determined to prove his worth by managing the Oliphants' correspondence, alliances, land stewardship, trading schedules, and about a million other—boring—aspects of keeping a busy Highland clan going. When his father declares whichever of his sons marries and produces a son first will become the next laird, Alistair figures his destiny has finally arrived. The only problem is...he just doesn't have the time to find a wife.

Do you know that feeling when life is moving along without incident, but in your gut you sense something is coming? Yeah...me too. That something turned out to be property I inherited from my estranged father. One small problem: My father lived in New York City, while I live in California. Oh, another thing...my dad thought it’d be a good idea to split the building he owned in SoHo between me and his tenant, the undeniably maddening Brad Navarro.

Some think that every romance author leads a hearts-and-rainbows existence. But in my case, they’re wrong. Sure, I’ve had my share of relationships...and heartbreak. But who needs the hassle? I prefer to leave love and emotions for my books, because that way I won’t get hurt. And my beliefs provide a stress-free and fun personal life.

Rocque Oliphant has simple wants: a fine sword at his hip, a good meal in his belly, and a lusty wench by his side. His position as the Oliphant Commander, leader of men, ensures the first, and his long-term affair with Merewyn, the clan healer, ensures the second and third. She brings him joy - and pleasure - in a way he once only dreamed of!

Malcolm Oliphant is, beyond a doubt, the brains of the family. Since his father, the laird, announced whichever brother could marry and produce a son first would become the heir, Malcolm's brothers have been running around, falling in love willy-nilly, without using their brains at all. But not Malcolm, oh no. He plans to do this intelligently.

Duncan Oliphant's father has insisted he - and all of his brothers - marry and start producing grandsons...like, yesterday. And Dunc is having none of it. All he wants in life is a small cottage behind his forge and enough gold and silver to craft valuable delicate jewelry.

Laird Oliphant's sons have no choice but to get married. Without an heir, the laird has gathered his sons - his six illegitimate sons, all born in the same year - and declared whoever presents him with a grandson first will become the next Highland Laird.

I'm struggling with my dark side - the demon within me - and only Samael can help. He’s decided we're dangerous for each other, but I know we need to join forces. If we can't defeat the Free Men together, I will lose myself to the demon within, and a darkness will spread across Albia.

Single mom Tiana Fitzgerald has sworn off all romantic relationships to protect herself and her daughter. Her track record is disastrous, and she’s done getting hurt. But a certain sexy Scotsman in Crimson Point has other ideas and somehow manages to sneak past her defenses at every turn. As the hits keep coming and her life implodes, she begins to see he’s unlike any man she’s ever known.

Scottish Highlands, 1334. Lady Joan Armstrong Fraser was once the indulged and pampered daughter of a laird. But marriage to a brute changed her. When he sets her aside, she has only her wits and her beauty to protect herself and her child from the chaos of her former home. She will have to find another husband - a man whose strength is more than a weapon against the weak, a man she can trust...if such a man even breathes.

Sir James McKenna, the second son of the powerful McKenna Chief, knows he has found his destiny when he falls in love with sweet Lady Davina Armstrong, niece of the Armstrong Chief. Orphaned in childhood, Davina has always felt like an outsider, and with James, she finally feels that she belongs. But their plans for a happy future are shattered after a brutal attack by a band of rogues.

The angel of death locked me in one of his castle rooms, surrounded by books and delicious food. Not bad, right? Except for the loneliness, and the lust-fueled dreams that torment me every night - specifically dreams of Samael. And did I mention a psychotic ghost keeps trying to kill me? Because no one else believes me about that. Now, I’m desperate to get out of the castle and hunt down the murderous Free Men who led to my imprisonment. Samael wants to destroy them too. We have the same goal but don't trust each other.