I told them no.But after someone breaks into my gallery, destroying everything I own, and threatening me; I start to question how I'll ever come back from this.Until a stranger comes to my rescue, risking his own safety for mine.He saved me.Bold and charming, his muscles were hard as rock and his strength was fierce; he made everything right.Life began to fall back into place, and for a brief moment, I was able to forget about everything else. I wish that moment could have lasted a little bit longer.Because everything I thought I knew about my hero was a lie. He wasn't my savior, he was my enemy.I heard that bad things happen in threes.The break in, the lies... I didn't know what was next.I guess it's true, when it rains—he pours.And this man laid it on thick in all the right places.So how do I let him go?

    Dover brings you a sexy, contemporary romance mixed with laugh-out-loud comedy about two past lovers who want nothing more than to seek revenge on the other. However, they end up getting way more than they bargained for. Clara and Zac thought they were headed for their happily ever after, until a break-up slathered in betrayal left them both jaded and vindictive. Twelve years have passed since they left Wyoming, and during that time Clara found her calling at a prestigious PR firm in California while Zac moved to New Orleans to join his Broussard cousins at River Enterprises. They thought they could forget each other and move on... until a local charity auction in their hometown of Snowy Creek sets Zac up for the ultimate revenge. If he wins, Clara will be at his mercy, forced to work for him for one full week. Tantalized by the sweet taste of revenge, he eagerly ups the ante to claim his prize. But what starts out as a week of filthy manual labor and bitter rivalry leads to a shocking revelation. Someone has been plotting for over a decade to keep Clara and Zac apart. Can the pair band together to uncover who? Or will their rift from the past continue to ruin their chance at a blissful future?

    The smell of Gucci. I should have known he was the boss.Yet, there I was, running my mouth about what a jackass the owner must be.He listened with what could only be described as HUNGER.When I was summoned to his office later, I was mortified to learn who he was.But nothing prepared me for what he asked next.“Chelsea, I have a proposition. I need a fake fiancé, and you’re the only one I want.”WHAT?

    I want her out of my head...I don't know how his eyes manage to look so hot and so cold at the same time. Eyes like that want to either murder me or screw me...LiamI made my name fixing hearts.Most people know me as a world-class cardiac surgeon.Even more know the device I invented that made billions while saving lives.I’ve achieved success beyond my wildest dreams—and I’ve always dreamed big.Funny how the one heart I can’t put back together is my own.That’s why I’ve returned to New York.More accurately—she’s why.In the fashion world, Mia has arrived. But to me, she’ll always be the one who got away.Back in college, she claimed she loved me.Then she ripped my heart to shreds.Now I can have anything I want. Any toy. Any woman.And what I want is her—out of my system. This time, I plan to be the one leaving.They say revenge is best served cold, but once Mia is back in my bed?It may be too hot to walk away from…

    Blackmail. Scandal. And they say rookies don't have fun. JackJack Ruby is a fighter - literally.At 19, he's gotten into more fights than he remembers. It probably has to do with the fact that since he was a child, he's been angry. His mother's a drug addict who only talks to him when she wants money, he lives with his best friend since he has nowhere else to go, and he's in love with said best friend's sister.He's screwed.The only good that comes out of this is he just signed with the Newport Beach Seagulls's minor league affiliate, the Irvine Mayhem.If he's good at anything, it's hockey. And sex. And fighting.As long as he stays away from Lily, he'll be fine.But Jack's never been good at playing by the rules.LilyLily Sinclair doesn't get the opportunity to say no when her brother and his best friend move in with her. She's trying to get ready for her first year of college while they're partying, getting into fights, and playing hockey.Must be nice.It wouldn't be so bad if her brother was friends with anyone but Jack Sinclair. The brown eyes, the high cheekbones, that mischievous grin.God, she's in so much trouble.When an ex shows up in her life, blackmailing her over a video Lily hadn't been aware of, she's tells him to eff off.That's when all hell breaks loose in the form of Jack Ruby.Will he ever look at her the same way again?Fans of The Slapshot Series are devouring this new adult sports romance set in the same sunny beach city.

     His best friend wants me in his bed… again. I’ve never forgotten how he used me and threw me away all those years ago. He was my first love and he destroyed my heart. Now he’s traded his electric guitar in for a business suit and a BMW… And I’m not going to lie, he’s hot AF. And, the heated sparks flying between us are undeniable. He’s totally off limits and giving into temptation would be ALL WRONG. But if wrong feels so good, maybe I don’t want to be right. But we’re really good at keeping secrets… aren’t we?

    Now he's back in town for my big brother's wedding. And we're stuck in this chapel together. Still the same ol' Carter. Cool with a capital "C". Enough swagger to charm the panties off every cheerleader. Well, my panties aren't going anywhere. What he did to me was unforgivable. Or so I thought. He's still my enemy. But maybe we can be... frenemies?

    The raven-haired beauty on the train. I spilled my coffee on her, and she cursed me out. Two weeks later she was back. But she was different. Instead of tearing into me, her sparkling green eyes begged me to make her laugh. Her delicious, plump lips ignited my desire and made me forget the girl who got away. But something’s wrong. She doesn’t remember me. Acts like we just met. I don’t know if she’s messing with me, or if it’s something deeper. But I’m going to find out. I was hurt once. Never again. I’ll prove my love to Tamara and the twins growing inside her. Life used to be boring, now it’s a roller coaster. This time, the girl’s not getting away. This time, I’m chasing after her.

    One night back home in Reckless Falls is more than enough.But he’s in my way.Derek Granger. The high school bad boy. The one I spent every night daydreaming about. I thought I knew what to expect with him. He was a misguided kid back then, but now? What is he hiding? I don’t care that Derek has piercing eyes and cheekbones that could cut glass. I definitely don’t care about his reputation for a huge… ego. Derek is an arrogant, drunken party boy. I need him gone.But when he looks at me with those dark eyes, his voice heavy with desire, I can barely manage to whisper, “Stay.”Derek: She’s the one who left, not me. Even though I had every reason to go. She ran away and broke her parents’ hearts.Now, she’s back from her glitzy life and she wants something from me.Little Miss Priss thinks she’s entitled to everything just because she’s a star. She can bat those pretty eyelashes at me. She can strut around in that curve-hugging dress and those tall boots.She can throw me against the wall and beg me to f*ck her, hard.She’s not kicking me out of my house. But I just might invite her into my bed.

    USA Today bestselling author Jane Anthony brings you three filthy mechanics, three feisty ladies, three forbidden tales of love, lust, and betrayal. Meet the foul-mouthed mechanic who’ll stop at nothing to win a country girl’s heart, the broody co-worker who has his sights set on his best friend’s sister, and the bad boy rocker who intends to corrupt the innocent Catholic girl.This set contains two full-length novels, as well as brand new bonus novella, ONLY available in the Off-Limits Collection.

    Emotionally and professionally, I had nothing left. The last three books I published bombed and the ink was barely dry on my divorce papers. The divorce I never saw coming. All I needed was peace and quiet, and you gave it to me. That and so much more Hope. Courage. Friendship. Passion. The last thing I want to do is leave. But if I stayed, I’d only be staying for you. Staying For You is a friends-to-lovers contemporary romance with a push and pull that will keep you turning the pages.

    Marriage was never in the picture. But when her grandfather is tricked into signing a binding marriage contract to a man she finds repugnant, she has one choice: Run away. Her flight ends with a fortuitous meeting with Zayid Hasan, Crown Prince of Raihan, who offers the perfect solution to Laila’s predicament: marry him and solve both their problems. Zayid’s younger brother must marry his pregnant fiancé, and ancient laws dictate the oldest brother is required to marry first. Desperate for a way to protect both her grandfather and herself, Laila agrees. After all, their marriage will last only until Zayid’s brother can marry—and her marriage to the brooding, handsome prince isn’t much of a sacrifice. It’s not like she’s going to be foolish enough to fall in love…Zayid doesn’t know what to think about his new half-American wife. He doesn’t really want to think about her at all, but for some reason, he can’t stop himself. Strangely enough, all the royal functions that used to bore him silly are now entertaining with Laila by his side—even though he knows she’d much rather be alone creating her art. Though the marriage of convenience was his idea, he can’t help but start to wish it was the real deal. No way can he ignore the simmering chemistry that’s driving them both a bit crazy. He’s much better at ignoring what’s in his heart—until he realizes it just might break if he can’t convince Laila to stay with him forever…

    She had a plan, after all. First college, then a climb up the professional ladder. Love, marriage, children. All of it was on the schedule.The cheap Hollywood apartment wasn’t on the list. Neither was the string of heartbreaks. Or the effect her mother’s cancer had on her career.It’s hard to stay practical and on point when everything takes a left turn.Enter Sebastian, the nerd across the street. The boy she defended when he couldn’t defend himself. The best friend she promised she’d marry if life didn’t go according to plan.Not only is he successful, confident, and gorgeous, but he also still has their handwritten marriage contract.No one goes through with childhood wedding pacts.That’s crazy.But their families might just be crazy enough to rent a hall and set a date. All Rachel and Sebastian have to do is fall in love.

    Every time I see him climbing out of his pool, practically naked and unreasonably sexy, my blood boils.I’ve always loved to loathe him. I never planned to need him.*** London Parish is my little sister’s best friend, not that it stopped me from falling for her.Our history is complicated. The only thing we have in common is being godparents to my sister’s three adorable kids—until our lives are changed in one tragic moment. Now we’re trying to raise the children we love, mourn an unthinkable loss, and fight an undeniable attraction.My life is already upside-down, and the last thing I need is for old feelings to resurface. Because I’ll never be able to keep her, no matter how hard I try to hold her close.

    Alexander Blayren, a brooding cellist with a body I crave and a soul I ache to know better. He’s rude and bold, brash and sharp, but I see the lost soul underneath. Crying out. Surviving grief for the sake of his daughter. Just. Before we met, Alexander didn’t believe you could survive grief. Loss had painted his life black, dimming the bright lights and quietening his music. But I didn’t agree with the man I heard play out his demons through his notes. The man I find myself infatuated by. I found my way through grief, because I had a channel for my pain. When I lost my mother and sister, dance was my therapy. Movement my recovery. Could music be his? Could the haunting melodies be his reprieve? The cry of a bow across the strings his lifeline? Or could his journey to survival begin through me? Through my body, the one he studies as I dance, through my cries of pleasure under his fingertips or his undeniable arousal at my willing restraint...Grief Fairy, you understand me better than anyone. Please help me to relieve his lament.YoursNat