But Emma is completely different from every other woman he's met. Suddenly he's the one seemingly doing the chasing.Can he turn this flirtationship into something real?

    

    He awakes to find himself in total darkness, naked and chained to the floor. Fed just enough to keep him alive, Drew is unable to identify his captor, or the reason for his incarceration. As reality fades, hallucinations take over. Can Drew escape his prison before madness claims him?Meanwhile Drew's wife, Holly, despairing of ever seeing him again, turns to his brother for comfort. As the worst winter in decades sweeps the UK, she learns of Drew's tragic past. Could his disappearance be connected with that of a prostitute years before?A story of how the mind responds to solitary confinement, 'Silent Winter' examines one man's desperate attempt to survive the unthinkable.

    A woman who thinks her husband pretended to be dead and never cared enough to return home… Maj. Tejveer Singh is an ex-serviceman from the Indian Army, decorated for his exemplary courage. After resigning from service with near-fatal wounds, he returns home to the life-altering news that his wife, Megha, has disappeared. A devastated Tej comes to the painful conclusion that she has deserted him for good. Megha has a different story to tell. The news about Tej’s ‘death’ at the hands of the enemy breaks down her emotional equilibrium. She escapes to London, far away from everything that would remind her of Tej. Three years later, Megha, now a gourmet writer, returns to India. Life grinds to a halt again, when she comes face-to-face with Tej at a party in Mussourie. Fired by rage and betrayal they confront each other even as unresolved issues, an unequal power equation, buried suspicions and angst from their troubled marriage hover like phantoms once more. Both want to know the truth about the other. Pride and mistrust prevents both of them from revealing it first! Cut off from the world for a week, they become engrossed in a utopia where neither of them talks about the past or the future. However, time is ticking by…and the potent secret between them is waiting to explode. Will they be able to resolve the deadlock without tearing away from each other?

    

    Single mom Nicole Zito may have been the love of his life, but he’s confident his second chance rule will keep him and his heart perfectly safe. But he can’t deny his protective instincts when Nicole shows him the threatening email she received that disturbingly included a picture of her young son, Grant.They both agree to keep things on a professional level. But protecting Nicole means being with her, and being with her and ignoring his heart is turning out to be a lot tougher than he thought.Even though Nicole still has feelings for Michael, she knows he’s the best man for the job. No one is more focused than he is. No one is better at shutting down his emotions. One thing she never expected, though, was how perfect it would feel to be with him again, tucked away in a quiet cabin with him and her son…almost like a real family.It’s everything she wants, but she doesn’t know if it’s something she can have. If they ever get rid of the danger chasing her, will their fragile new bond come to an end, too? She’s falling fast for her sexy SEAL, all she has to do is convince him their love is worth a second chance…USA Today Bestseller Leslie North invites you to indulge in a heart-pounding military romance with a hot, super-alpha Navy SEAL protecting the woman he loves at all costs...

    “I can teach you. Would you like that, Mia?” When I scored the interview at Blush magazine, I assumed I’d be interviewing with some random HR person. And then they bring me into his office. Weston Bridges, CEO. He’s twenty-eight-years old, a self-made billionaire, and a totally notorious playboy who just so happens to be super sexy. I know his reputation -- player, totally arrogant, richer than God, and completely full of himself. I bet he’s a total a-hole -- and by the way everyone is racing around the office when I show up for my interview, I’m sure I’m right. Of course, the bastard is even hotter in person than he is in his pictures. He’s like some billboard model or something, his dark hair perfectly combed with the slightest bit of curl, and his suit that just fit him flawlessly. For some reason, every move he makes grabs my attention. Just seeing him sitting there behind his desk makes me feel like I want him to take me and kiss me, which is so not like me. Then Weston drops the bombshell. The magazine I want to write for is getting makeover. A sexier makeover. No problem, I tell him confidently. I can write about sex. (Just because I’ve never had it doesn’t mean I can’t write about it, right? Of course, I keep my lack of experience a secret.) Weston offers to discuss it further. He tells me he’ll pick me up that night. He tells me to wear something sexy. What he doesn’t tell me is that he’s taking me to a sex club. The kind with whips and chains and handcuffs and punishments. I am so screwed…

    You are fond of sending shitstorms my way. I lost my parents and grew up with one relative after another. A few months into my marriage, I discovered my husband in my best friend’s bed. Well, guess what? You made me one heck of a survivor! The joke's on you. Now this ‘hot’ Doctor you sent my way-the one who moved in next door to my stepbrother--don’t think I will be fooled by his charm like everyone else who is eating out of his hand. His smart quips, teasing words and piercing gazes do not scare me. I see him for the man because of whom I experienced several ‘firsts’--my first accident, my first ride in an ambulance, and not proud to say it, but my first arrest! I may not be able to get even with you Life, but I will get even with the Doc! It should be easy for he does have a habit of popping up wherever I go. Yours insincerely, Danika

    A challenging job and some much needed distance from her ludicrously over-protective family could get her life under control.Forced to team up with video game designer Ashwin Deo, who is too attractive for his own good, she finds life becoming a whole lot more complicated when he turns out to be her new neighbour. How can she maintain a professional distance with this charming troublemaker who believes in getting up close and personal? To make matters worse, her ex tries to manipulate her loved ones to work his way back into her life. Hysterical siblings, a cantankerous client, an ex who will not take no for an answer, and a blow hot blow cold neighbour... Sanjana is sleepless in the City of Dreams! Can she do what Ashwin dares her to--create a few ripples even if it upsets her family?

    But there’s no reason why you can’t have both. Everything in its place, after all. So, when business needs to get done – it gets done. If that means bashing in some heads and defending the club then I’ll be the first one to throw a punch. If it means dishing out justice to a traitor, I’d be the first to pull the trigger. What about pleasure? Well, let’s just say that if a little lady says she wants to fuck then you fuck. No question about it. Rosie: I’ve always been at the bottom – helpless and defenseless. I kept waiting for a hero to come and save me, but I was starting to think that heroes were just men written about in fairytales. And I’d be forever stuck in my nightmare. But then came my knight in shining. He changed everything. And you wanna know a little secret? He does anything I tell him to do. This Abused Heroine Motorcycle Romance is the third book in the Wicked Kings New York series. One-Click NOW to come along for this fast, twisted action-packed ride, that will leave you breathless.

    

    He’s been in love with her for years. One kiss will change everything.MackenzieWhy do they call it falling in love? Because there’s only one way to go— down.Love ruins everything, which is why I simply can’t trust my heart when important decisions are on the line. Like which car to buy or who I’m going to marry.Logic and cold hard facts are the only way to approach relationships. There’s no opportunity for heartbreak if your heart isn’t involved, right?That’s precisely why I’m dating my boyfriend. We’re such a good match that if he asked me to marry him… I might even say yes. Everything is going according to plan.Until my best friend Derek kisses me.Suddenly, I’m having these crazy feelings, and my whole life starts spinning out of control.But the scariest part of all of this is that I’m pretty sure I enjoyed his kiss… and I may have even kissed him back.This was definitely not a part of my plan…DerekWatching Mackenzie date other guys has never bothered me too much.Until she started dating the guy she’s with now.He’s an ass in every way, and she deserves so much more than him. But she’s blinded by her own stubborn rules.I told myself they’ll break up eventually when he inevitably does something too asinine to forgive, but then Kenzie goes and tells me he’s planning to propose. And that she’ll say yes.Kenzie? And that jerk? Married?I can’t let that happen.If Kenzie wants to live life according to some frigid list of made-up rules, that’s fine. But I’m not letting her throw her life away with that idiot without knowing what it feels like to be kissed by someone who truly loves her.Because I do. I always have, and I always will.I just hope I can make her see that before it’s too late.

    Excitement. Adventure. That's what Hera thought she was signing on for when she agreed to join the Gods of Thunder Motorcycle Club, led by her brother Zeus. Just the thing for a smoking hot, slightly lost divorcée who also happens to be the Greek goddess of marriage. Instead, her primary sources of entertainment seem to be picking bugs out of her teeth and finding yet another creative way to sabotage her peacock-painted Harley so she can ride in the comfort of the club's support SUV.But this time she broke her bike a little too well. With the rest of the club on a tight schedule, they leave Hera behind to wait for the local mechanic to perform a miracle. A mechanic who fills out his coveralls better than any mortal she's ever met.Hey, maybe getting stuck in the sticks won't be so bad after all.With his days as the Norse God of Wolves long behind him, Fenrir has settled into a routine that suits his lone wolf ways. Ride into some small town, work a menial-yet-satisfying job for a while, then move on before anyone catches wise to the fact that he never ages.Then she rides into town.Glamorous Hera always turned heads back when they ran in the same heavenly circles, but seeing her poured into skin-tight leathers and sitting astride a beautiful bike really lights a fire in Fenrir－one he thought had died centuries ago. Not that it matters. She thinks he's some mortal bohunk grease monkey with more brawn than brains. Fine by him. He needs to keep a low profile anyway.When Hera finds a wounded wolf pup on the outskirts of town, Fenrir must reveal his true identity to save the pup, opening a Pandora's box-worth of trouble with a nearby werewolf pack. If he were smart, he'd blow town, leaving the goddess who gets his motor running and the fate of a besieged wolf pack in his dust.He never claimed to be smart.

    Transported to a dingy basement in Kolkata to identify the body of her murdered husband she has no explanation for his presence in India. As she searches for answers about who the man she married really was she finds his death surrounded by allegations of drug smuggling, child trafficking and murder. Unsure of what is true and who she can trust, Rachel has no idea of the danger her husband's hidden life has put her in.