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We come from two different worlds. I’m from the streets. She might as well live in an ivory tower. I made my living with my fists. I doubt she could even throw a punch. Our paths never should have crossed. We never should have met. That doesn’t change the facts. I would sell my soul to taste those red lips. Fight the devil himself to hear her laugh. Burn in hell to have a single night. Scarlett Priest shouldn’t even know men like me exist, but sometimes temptation is stronger than will. If this is how I go down, it’ll be worth every second of the fall.

I have everything a guy could want - a new single burning up the charts, more money than a man could spend, and a woman I’m planning to marry. Until she doesn’t show up for my proposal. The life I thought was so perfect, isn’t. The guy who thought he had everything, doesn’t. I’ve got my heart on lockdown, but life sends me straight into the path of a mouthy bartender who puts me in my place. Now the only place I want to put her is under me. I thought I was done with love, but maybe I’m just getting started....

My name is Greer Karas, and I should never be allowed near another bottle of booze again. Because when I drink, my friend and I do stupid things. Like take a page out of my older brother Creighton’s playbook and post something completely asinine on the Internet. Waking up with a giant hangover to find my humiliating personal ad has gone viral is not my finest moment. Cue my look of shock when one of the movie industry’s hottest new bad boys, Cavanaugh Westman, comes knocking at my door.

Two books together in one bundle: Real Good Man and Real Good Love. Banner Regent is smart, funny, and she’s so far out of my league, she might as well be royalty. I’m a mechanic from Kentucky. She’s a New York City party girl. We were never supposed to meet, but one text started something neither of us saw coming.

I’ve got a big...ego and an even bigger bank account. That’s pretty much where my bio ends. I don’t need to say anything else. I’ve just sold 99% of women on going home with me. Do I sound like a jerk to you? That’s because I am. It works for me just fine. Or at least it did. Until I met her. Books talk about sparks flying. Screw that. With her, it was like emergency flares mixed with jet fuel. Or maybe just straight up napalm. Only one problem. She wouldn’t tell me her name or her number when she disappeared from the hotel room after the hottest night of my life.

Soy su entretenimiento, su juguete, el pago de la deuda. Me digo que le odio, pero cada vez que entra en mi habitación, mi cuerpo me traiciona. ¿Cómo puedo desearle y temerle al mismo tiempo? No me di cuenta de que esto sería una completa anarquía. Debería haberlo sabido. Cuando interviene Mount, no hay reglas. No me rendiré. No mostraré debilidad. Me mantendré firme y saldré de esta empresa con mi corazón y mi alma intactos. Pero él tiene otros planes....

Cuando Keira resulta herida, Mount jura no detenerse ante nada para salvarla y vengarla. Aquellos que al atacarla intentaron hacerle daño a él, pagarán con su vida. Pero Keira tiene el mismo afán de venganza que Mount.

Jury and Imogen Kilgore didn’t expect to bury their sister, Keira, and her family in New Orleans after the explosion of the Seven Sinners Distillery. As sisters, they had never agreed on much, but they now agreed on one thing: something didn’t seem right about this whole business. To cement their remaining sisterly bond, Jury insisted they get memorial tattoos, but the last thing they expected was their visit to Voodoo Ink to send them on a scavenger hunt through the city, orchestrated by their sister and her husband from beyond the grave.

In 1067, William the Conqueror was changing the course of England’s history forever. As the sister of a Saxon baron, Lady Elisande knew life would never again be the same, but she wasn’t prepared for this one knight. Sir Henry de Vere was under orders to conquer and secure Rosewyn Manor by any means necessary—including marrying the baron’s daughter, who was rumored to be a rare beauty. Prepared to do his duty, the last thing he expected was to find a white flag of surrender, ordered by the courageous Saxon lady left behind.