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Bram Wylde was more bear than human, but he embraced it. With the need to fight regularly to let off steam, he allowed his alpha bear to run free when others kept their inner animals under control.When he saw Kenzie Harlow, a timid deer shifter with wide, innocent eyes, every possessive instinct in his body rose up. He vowed she'd be his by the end of the night.Kenzie had only known captivity at the hands of Rook, a panther shifter who'd been so obsessed with her he kept her as his property for years.But when she finally made her escape, she didn't know where to go. She had no one, nothing. But then she ran into Bram, a bear shifter who was more animalistic than maybe even Rook.And then Bram declared her his mate, and she knew what that meant. Forever.When Kenzie found herself at Bram's isolated cabin, she knew keeping her distance would be nearly impossible. The chemistry between them was too strong, too powerful to control.But if Rook couldn't have her, then no one would, and Bram would show the panther just how feral he really was when it came to protecting his mate.Reader note: This story was previously published as Fighting Dirty for His Girl. It has been reedited and revised.Material may be sensitive to some readers.

She was the shy new girl who'd walked into class. I instantly knew we'd be inseparable.Abigail and Max. That sounded perfect.Everything about her mesmerized me, from her sandy blonde hair, to the sweet scent of cotton candy bubble gum that clung to her. And as the years passed, those feelings of infatuation I had for her grew to something so much more.Bone-deep, soul-claiming love.And now at eighteen, we were both ready to start new paths in life. I was ready to be a man and tell her how I felt. But was I crossing a line that couldn't be uncrossed?Would I ruin what I had with my best friend all for the hope she was in love with me, too?But fear of the unknown had nothing on what I felt for Abigail, and damn any consequences that rose up by being honest with her.

Create an heir or I lose the family business.The final decree from my father on his deathbed, a millionaire who cared more about his business and money than what his son wanted in life, than if his son was happy.I had a year to find a woman and convince her to have my baby or I'd lose everything. It was easy enough with the socialites who hung around in hopes I'd be with one of them.But it would never happen.I wanted a woman for my own, someone I could love, who could see past all my money and wanted me for me and not how I could advance their life. Yet at the end of the day, women only wanted me because I had deep pockets.But then there was Elise. My employee. A woman who I needed to keep a professional relationship with. I didn't see her as a means to an end. I saw her as the only woman who sparked life inside me with just a look. The only woman to have ever done that.I hadn't desired someone in a long time, hadn't wanted a woman in my bed for longer than I'd admit.I wanted to say screw it with my father's demand, and if that meant losing everything, so be it.But could Elise be the one to give me everything? Happiness, love... a baby?

After my father passed away, his ranch-my childhood home-was taken away from me, as well as almost every penny I had to pay his debts. I needed work fast, and in the small country town of Falls View, my options were limited.A live-in cook and housecleaner, that's what the ad asked for. When I pulled up to the ranch, I expected a burly cowboy-just like my father had been-to be the person who interviewed me. But the guy who showed up was everything I hadn't expected, but sure as hell everything I wanted.Dalton gave me the job almost on the spot, and I told myself this would be easy. I was used to hard work on a ranch. What I wasn't used to was my boss being sexy as sin, or the fact that I saw the way he looked at me when he didn't think I noticed.I had to keep my gutter-thoughts at bay for my new employer.Things could stay professional, and boundaries most definitely wouldn't be crossed... right?

Ruby Jacobson queria uma vida nova, mas parecia ter conseguido uma versão distorcida disso. Tirada da cama e vendida como um objeto, Ruby acreditava que a morte era um resultado muito melhor do que aquilo que o destino havia reservado para ela. Ou foi o que ela pensou.Gavin Darris sempre desejou os prazeres mais sombrios da vida. Normalmente, não costumava comprar seus brinquedos. Ele precisava de uma mulher que se curvasse à sua vontade e também sentisse prazer com isso. Mas ele viu Ruby, uma das muitas mulheres à venda, e a desejou como nunca quis nada nem ninguém antes. Ela tinha fogo em seus olhos e a determinação de não ceder. Parecia uma lutadora e era exatamente o que ele queria... precisava.Ele era implacável no que queria, e era Ruby o que ele desejava.Os desejos sombrios que Ruby sentia dentro de si estavam prestes a serem instigados e pressionados. Ela deveria odiar Gavin e temer tudo o que ele representava, mas não podia negar que seu corpo doía pelo toque dele. Ele disse que ela era dele, que possuía todas as partes dela.E lá no fundo, ela sabia que era verdade.Confrontada com a decisão final, Ruby deve escolher entre escapar e conseguir sua liberdade, ou ficar com Gavin, seu guardião, cuja deliciosa punição a fazia ansiar por mais.As duas opções eram assustadoras.

Nothing had ever been set in stone... except Rory's relationship with Lena. She was it for him. If he was the darkness, she was the stars that lit him up.They'd shared all their firsts together, but even the certainty of forever came with its own obstacles.When Rory is forced to leave Lena for a job opportunity, one that can help secure their future, they fear the distance could press between them. Their relationship was stronger than steel, but even distance had its way of inserting it into someone's life.And then a surprise pregnancy changes the course of everything, and their love and loyalty are tested to the limits.With the future so unsure, pressures mounting, and responsibility rising, the two have to navigate these new, uncharted waters together, of let it tear them apart.Reader note: This story was previously published as "Just Give In." It has since been retitled, recovered, and reedited. Brand new content has been included, and there have been minor tweaks throughout the entire book. Although this is the same romance as before, there have been some significant plot changes. Subject matter may be sensitive to some readers.

That first time I saw her-my mate-I'd been ready to kick some guy's ass for even looking at her. I made no apologies for my possessive, territorial side. I was a grizzly bear shifter, after all. It was my nature to be over the top.Bethany hadn't known what to do at first-being mated to a shifter-one who was grouchy and burly and made no apologies for how rugged he really was. But she wanted me, my sweet little human mate who could have brought a beast like me to my knees with just a look.I'd wanted nothing more than to throw her over my shoulder and take her back to my lair like a caveman. But I let her take the lead, even if my bear wasn't happy, even if the alpha in me wanted to have my way with her right then and there.And I would have my way with her. All the ways that counted, in fact.I'd claim her, mark her, and before it was all said and done, there'd be no doubt in anyone's mind that Bethany was owned by a grizzly.Warning: Holy moly, this hero's crazy for his mate, but who wouldn't want one OTT alpha bear shifter obsessed with you? This story is sweet and sexy, and oh so very filthy. Of course, you get a happily ever after ... and a little somethin'-somethin' at the end to wrap it up nicely.

I'd once been a great dancer. A ballerina. But an injury ended my career, had me longing to go back in time, had me loathing the city and the very profession I'd once loved.So, I decided to get away from it all, go out in the middle of nowhere to clear my head, and focus on what was important.Things were going great until a bear was at my back door, trying to get in. And it ended with me wielding a knife for protection and realizing it wasn't just any bear, but a shifter who claimed to be my mate.Maddix.Strong and powerful, his very presence had me questioning my entire existence. The mating was fast and furious, potent and real. It was everything I ever wanted, and everything I never thought I'd have.It was all wrapped in one whirlwind, insta-lust experience.But could I give myself over fully to Maddix? Could I truly leave the city and the life I'd always known behind?Could I do it all for the promise of love from one possessive, territorial bear shifter who would do anything to make me happy?Because if there was one thing Maddix made very clear, it was now that he had found me, he wasn't letting me go.

OliI didn't know her, what she looked like, where she was, but I knew my mate was out there. And it was that truth that had me saving myself for her. Only her. If I couldn't fully give myself over to my fated mate, what kind of worthy male was I?But staying in town, hidden deep within the forest, wouldn't bring my mate to me. I had to go and find her.I had to make her mine.IndiaAs a former foster child, I never had real family, no roots. I'd always felt like something was missing, so I worked hard on helping others. My mobile medical van was where my passion lay. It's how I made sure no one else felt helpless.But when my van was broken into, and my safety compromised, it was a big bear shifting male who came to the rescue.Oli said I was his. He claimed I was his mate. He seemed certain of it just by looking at me. It was insanity, but I couldn't deny the pull I felt for him, the way my body craved his.Pushing him away wasn't an option, not when he was always there, watching me, making sure I was protected. And it was that need inside of me, the one that grew and consumed me, that finally had me giving in.I soon realized being mated to a bear shifter meant he was grumpy, protective, possessive, and wanted only one thing. Me.

A Real Man: Volume Two includes books 11-20 in the Real Man series. Volume One now available. Books included in this set are: BRUTAL: He's loved her his entire life.KILT ME: He'll show her exactly what's under his kilt.MINE: That one word has never meant so much.ALPHA MALE: No one but me will have her.ANIMAL: Being bad never felt so good.NAILED: Size definitely matters.BABY MAKER: There was only one woman I wanted, and I'd been secretly lusting after her for years.BERSERKER: She's far too innocent for the likes of me.JUST FRIENDS: That's what I thought we were ... until we weren't.BIG: They called him Big for more than

Uprooting my life, buying a cabin that was all but falling apart, and moving to the middle of the woods might not have sounded like the best idea, but to me it was almost perfection.I guess that's the perks of being an author ... packing up and moving to anywhere in the world, because as long as I had a laptop, I was good to go.What I didn't expect during this new start was the man I'd hired to renovate my place-Asher, the bear shifting carpenter. He had me feeling things I'd never experienced before; things that excited, but scared, me.Lust, desire, and all kinds of filth a girl like me probably shouldn't be thinking about a man I didn't even know, played on repeat in my head.But there was more than just arousal where Asher was concerned. I knew it in my heart.Here I was, in my twenties, never been with a man in any way, and all I could think about were these obscene things that made a certified virgin like me blush.And when Asher showed up on my doorstep during a storm, soaking wet, looking feral, telling me he'd tried to stay away but couldn't, I knew one thing for certain. These weren't just idle feelings I was having.This was what it felt like to be mated.

BRITTINWhen my brother and his problems had me coming back to Stales, my hometown, I was scared not just for my twin's health, but also because I knew I'd run into Law, my bear-shifting ex and the sheriff of Stales.Our breakup hadn't been grisly, but after nearly two years, the thought of seeing him again had everything tightening in me because ... I still loved him.But that was the past, and I knew I had to move on, right?LAW Brittin was the only woman I would ever love. She was it for me, even if she broke it off because of my domineering ways. I screwed up when I lost her, and I spent the next two years regretting it. But she'd wanted space, and when she left for the city, I let her.But now she's back, and it's my chance to show her I can give her everything she wants. It's my chance to show her I can be the man she deserves.I just hope I haven't let too much time pass, because not having Brittin in my life is a fate worse than death.Warning: This short story features a growly bear shifter, and a stubborn heroine. It's hot, to the point, and you'll end up wishing you had your own shape-shifting alpha to keep you warm at night. Bear With Me was previously published under the title "Yes, Sir" and was included in the Cuffed and Claimed anthology. It has since been slightly revised and re-edited, but the story itself is the same.

It was always the four of them.Lilly and her three guys. Riley, Christian, and Tallin.They were her protectors, the three most important people in her life, and the people she loved above all else, and they all gave her something special in their friendship.And moving away from them was the hardest thing she'd ever experienced in her life. Or so she thought.When an unexpected tragedy brought Lilly back to her hometown, she turned to the men she loved the most. What she didn't expect was for her feelings to shift to something more carnal and consuming.Crossing the line with her best friends was so wrong it felt good.Note: This is a previously published until the title "Theirs". It's been reedited, retitled, and recovered, but the story itself is the same. This is an MFM story. It does deal with sensitive subject matter.

My job had taken me into the city.I'd taken myself into a bar afterward.I'd only gone there for a drink, but then I saw her, sitting on that stage, singing her heart out, her words sad and sorrowful, her voice beautiful and calling to me.I wanted to know more about her right then and there.And after that night, I took her back to my hotel. We'd both become lost in pleasure, and then she left, no goodbye, no last name or phone number given to me so I could find her again.Now, three months later, after trying to figure out where she was, all but being a stalker, I was still nowhere close to finding out who Adele was. But that would change, because I was headed back to the city for work. My plan was simple.Scour the city, go to every bar, and find her-because leaving without making her mine was not an option.

MatthewIvy. So sweet and young, so innocent and mine, even though I was crossing a line by simply desiring her. Forbidden. I should stay away, but in my mind I'd already claimed her, already made the decision I couldn't let her go.If wanting her was wrong ... I didn't want to be right.IvyI was still in high school, hadn't even experienced the world, but I already knew who I wanted to spend my life with.Matthew.He was someone I could never be with, yet here I was, feeling him, touching him ... being with him. It was all so perfect until it wasn't, until my father found out ... until my world was turned upside down.And through it all Matthew was there, telling me he wouldn't give me up, wouldn't let me go.But could he keep that promise during the fallout?

Money, fame, and s*x.The three things every rockstar gets handed to them, or so they say.Tanner Mason had always loved her childhood friend, Jackson "Jacks" Lorde. She'd held a flame for the only boy to own her heart for far too long. But time changed everything and everyone, and for Jacks, he wasn't the boy she'd once known.Lead singer and guitarist for the band Twisted Feather, Jacks was known worldwide... and wanted by everyone. A sex symbol, they called him. And seeing him again after all these years did nothing but bring back all those raw feelings Tanner had for him.But success could change a person, could transform someone until they were almost unrecognizable. Was Jacks one of those people now?Jackson had spent the last five years immersed in his passion for music. Now his band was one of the biggest names in the music industry, and with that came temptation of all avenues. But then he saw Tanner again-the one person who still consumed him even after all this time.But he wasn't the same boy she once knew, and he didn't know if that was for the better or worse. What he did know was now that she was back in his life, he didn't want to let her go.Could they be together when everything that came with fame and the limelight only seemed to be pushing them apart?Reader note: This story was previously published under the title Backstage Dirty. It's been re-edited, parts revised, and new content added. Contents may be sensitive to some readers.

That one word has never meant so much. JanaBallet was my life, but after getting injured, that dream faded. I still needed fast money, so I sucked up my pride and decided to strip.Clubs could use a virgin stripper, right?But from the moment I saw Cole Savage, owner of the strip club I was trying to get in to, all rational thought left me.He was dark and dangerous, and his personality screamed arrogance.I wanted him, and by the way he looked at me, I knew he wanted me as well.But I should keep it strictly business. That's what I told myself anyway. ColeFrom the moment I first saw Jana, I wanted her. She needed a job at my club, but the possessive side of me rose up, demanding she was only mine. I might have just met her, but I was already so damn territorial of her.If she wanted a job, I'd give her one, but she'd be keeping her clothes on.I'd been celibate for years, but it was time to change that with her.Jana would soon realize what it meant to be mine.Warning: This is a short story featuring an over-the-top possessive hero who makes no secret that the heroine is his. It's got dirty dancing, raunchy scenes, but is safe and has the Happily Ever After that comes with reading a Real Man story.

*A complete stand-alone romance in the Cherry Falls series*Amelia Richardson was innocent, maybe even forbidden to me.She was a good girl, played piano for the church. Pure. That's what she was.Cherry Falls was an idealistic community, a place you could have a family, have the dream and settle down. Picturesque was a word used most frequently to describe my town, and it's why I decided to stay here, to keep calling this my home.As a firefighter, I prided myself on taking care of the community and keeping control.But Amelia had that control leaving me completely.Despite working as a team to keep Cherry Falls safe, I'd always seen myself as a one-man show, not needing anyone or anything to be happy, even if I felt pressure from my family to settle down and have kids.I never saw that in the cards for me... not until I'd first seen Amelia.She cracked the world around me, opened my heart, and showed me there was far more in this life, more than I'd ever thought possible.It started out as a friendship. It'll end with her being mine.I just needed to show her what I could offer, how I saw a future with her... for us.Forbidden or not, Amelia would be mine.

Around town, Cadeon Morris was known as trouble. He rode a Harley, owned a tattoo shop, and inked the local motorcycle club. He was who he was and explained himself to no one.Stella was the daughter of Mickey "Scars" Lore, President of the MC in the town of Reckless. She was used to the members of the MC threatening and scaring off any guy who showed interest in her. But at twenty-three, she wanted to experience life for herself, go wild, and do something she may regret later.It was time for Stella to get a little ink of her own, and Cadeon was going to be the man to give it to her.Getting it on with a bad boy sounded like a pretty good way to let loose, and it was only meant to be temporary. But it seemed Cadeon wasn't all about a one-night stand kind of fling.He wanted it all.He wanted Stella.Reader note: This was previously published under the same title. It has since been recovered, reedited, and revised. Material may be sensitive to some readers.

He hasn't been with a woman in five years. She hasn't been with a real man ... until now. VIVIAN I've had enough of the crap that goes along with living in the city. So, I packed for a weeklong vacation in the mountains. Isolation in a cabin for the next seven days sounds like a good way to recoup and get my life back in order. After getting lost while hiking, I stumble upon a cabin that has me questioning whether to ask for help, or if I should brave staying the night in the woods. JAKE I left everything behind years ago after the woman I was with betrayed me. Now I work as a lumberjack and live my life as a recluse. Being celibate for the last five years says a lot about my self-control, but I'm a man and have needs, and not giving into what I really want is hard as hell. But I can't let myself get close to anyone, not even for a few hours. Getting close is how I got screwed over before. As soon as I see Vivian, I know I have to have her. It's been forever since I've had a woman. Because of a storm rolling in, she'll have to stay with me overnight. We could do a lot of filthy things in that time. I pride myself on my control, but when it comes to Vivian, I don't know if I can keep my hands to myself. I know I can't. I have needs, and it's clear Vivian's in need of a real man to help her unwind. I can certainly help her in that department. Warning: If you're looking for a sappy, pull-your-heartstring kind of book ... this isn't it. If you want a short and dirty story featuring an all-around alpha hero who hasn't had a woman in years, and a heroine who'll find out what it's like to be with a real man ... this might be for you.

Mickey "Scars" Lore wasn't always the hardened, coldhearted man he was today. But the brutality of living life, of love and loss, tended to make a man nothing more than a shell.Vengeance, violence, and not caring about repercussions was who he was now. And he embraced it.As president of the Vicious Bastards MC, Scars had committed a lot of heinous acts in his life, all for the ones he called family. His brothers, the members of the MC, and his daughter, Stella, were all he had now. But with Stella grown and living her own life, Scars found that hollowness in him growing tenfold.It was time for him to leave, to retreat to a cabin in the woods the club owned, to try to find himself again. It would give him a chance to think, to recenter. Or maybe it was a chance for him to get so drunk he couldn't remember his own name.But then she came along-Hannah. She was innocent and scared, vulnerable and seeking refuge from her past. Scars should have turned her away, but when she looked at him with eyes that were too knowing, too broken, he felt like he had purpose again. He felt like they were one and the same.And the more time he spent with her, the more he... found himself again.Scars knew one thing for certain. After this was all said and done and Hannah was safe, he wouldn't let her go.She was put in his life for a purpose, and that was to be his.

*All stories in the Real Man series can be read as a complete standalone.I was known in town as old money but lived off the land, a present-day caveman. They called me the town recluse, dubbed me a mountain man, antisocial. It was true.But then she came into my life and turned everything I knew upside down.It started with Bailey getting lost in the woods and finding herself on my doorstep.She was sweet and innocent, half my age, and I had no control when the arousal built between us that night.It ended with me taking her virginity in a passion-filled night.But then she was gone, and I should have gone after her, thrown her over my shoulder, and demanded she was mine.Four years later and our paths cross again. I thought I was stronger, able to control myself, but where Bailey was concerned, there was no doubt she called the shots. She owned my heart.She'd gotten under my skin in the best of ways, and I knew this time around, I wouldn't let her get away.

The King of Bourbon.Boss of the Bacelli Crime Family.That's who Joey Bacelli was.The "family" was made up of violence, gore, and death, and it's all Joey had ever known.He reveled in it.Joey was a man who was used to getting everything he wanted, except for the one woman that continuously denied him. Marra.And it's that rejection from her, the disinterest she showed, and her lack of fear in who and what he was, that turned Joey on even more. It made him obsessed, so much so he'd stop at nothing to make Marra his.Marra Santos knew Joey was a dangerous man, and it's because of who he is that kept her at an arm's length. But the truth was, she wanted him with a desperation that scared her more than the man himself.When she's witness to a murder and her life was in danger, the only man she could turn to was Joey.Now at Joey's mercy and in his debt, Marra knew he'd make her repay him in the one way he'd always wanted.To be his completely.Reader note: This story was previously published under the title A Bad Man: Joey. It has since been re-edited, minimally revised, and new content added. Contents may be sensitive to some readers.

Jusqu'à ce que je rencontre Cameron je ne savais pas ce qu'était réellement la noirceur...ni que j'en aurais autant envie un jour. Que je laisserais le monde peser sur moi, me tirer vers le bas jusqu'à ce que plus rien n'ait de sens. C'est peut-être comme ça que je me suis laissée entraîner dans ce merdier. C'est peut-être comme ça que je me suis retrouvée dans ma situation actuelle avec un homme qui pourrait me sauver d'un destin bien pire que la mort. Même si être avec Cameron, lui donner chaque partie de moi, la seule partie qui vaille la peine, mon corps, risquait de me détruire, je devais survivre. Baron de la drogue. Patron du crime. Meurtrier. J'aurais dû le craindre, être horrifiée par ce qu'il attendait de moi, par ce qu'il était. Mais au contraire, je me suis rendue compte que je voulais le satisfaire, me donner complètement. Car je savais que cela me donnait le contrôle sur lui.Cameron Ashton régnait du haut de son trône sur le monde obscène de la pègre, du danger et de la violence, de la dépravation. Son flingue était sa première arme et l'indifférence, sa première valeur. Je savais qu'il était dangereux, qu'il me briserait sans y réfléchir à deux fois. Mais il était ma seule chance, mon seul moyen de survie. Et je ne savais pas à quel point cela s'avérait vrai jusqu'à ce qu'il me possède. Il est possessif et veut tout contrôler. La noirceur en lui est plus forte, plus profonde qu'elle ne l'a jamais été en moi. Peut-être que nous ne sommes pas si différents. Peut-être que le fait de laisser Cameron me contrôler, lui donner mon âme, a fait de moi la plus puissante de nous deux ? Peut-être qu'au final, je serai celle à qui il appartient. Avertissement: Ceci est une sale et sombre histoire d'amour. Certains sujets et éléments déclencheurs peuvent heurter la sensibilité des lecteurs. Ceci est une romance, quoiqu'un peu tordue. Si vous êtes à la recherche d'une histoire qui vous fait chaud au coeur, ce livre n'est pas fait pour vous.

AriIt was supposed to be a fun, easygoing bachelorette party. But it turned out to be so much more.They dared me to kiss the next guy to buy me a drink. And I agreed. It was just a kiss, right?And then it happened... I saw Grey and felt something instant. I tried to back out of that kiss even though I wanted it desperately.But he didn't let me stop it. He kissed me until my toes curled and my heart raced. He kissed me until I knew I wanted more.So when I left him standing there staring at me, I knew it was all kinds of wrong to leave. GreyIt started with a dare.It ended with a kiss.And for weeks after she walked out of my life, I searched for her, doing anything and everything in my power to find a morsel of information about the first woman to make my heart stop and my future flash before my eyes.And when I finally found her, I was going to show Ari that I'd known she was mine from the very beginning.And that I wasn't letting her go a second time.

I wasn't a jock, wasn't the pretty boy next door. My family didn't have any wealth, so I was "that guy from the wrong side of the tracks."I got into too much trouble, too many fights.I would have been classified as the bad boy, the guy your mother warned you about.And when I transferred to Silver Creek High to finish my senior year, I had one goal-keep my head down, don't let anyone piss me off enough to get into a fight, and graduate.And then she came into my life.Harlow.She was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen, with her shy glances at me, her questions that delved deep. She was the one person, aside from my own mother, who cared about what I thought and how I felt.I knew keeping her as mine probably wasn't smart, because she was far too good for the likes of me. But no one would have her but me.I felt that too strongly to ignore.I probably shouldn't have embraced my feelings for Harlow. She was better off without me. But I was too selfish.I wanted her too much.So screw it.What I felt for her was that crazy kind of love.

Ace Renaldo and Lauren Dunn have known each other since high school, and she's loved him for longer than she'd ever admit. But the darkness that Ace has in his life has changed the boy she once knew.He's harder, damaged. Scarred. And she doesn't know if any amount of love could penetrate the thick wall he's built around himself and his heart.To block the pain in his life, Ace fought. He needed the violence as an outlet for the agony he harbored inside.Before Lauren had come into his world, Ace knew all too well what being alone felt like. She became everything to him, a light in his darkness. But he feared he's far too scarred to ever be what she deserved.But she's everything to him, his entire world, and he wanted to be a good man for her, to love her in the way he always wanted to.But will giving in to their mutual feelings ruin their lifelong friendship?Reader note: This was previously published as His Greatest Pain. Although it has been re-edited and parts of the plot tweaked, the story itself is the same. There may be material that is sensitive to some readers.

I would kill for her.HarperThe night Arsen killed my father was the first time I realized the lengths he'd go to keep me safe. He might have done it to protect me, but he was still convicted and locked away for seven years.And for that entire time I waited for him, knowing that once he was released, things needed to be said, the truth needed to be spoken.And that day was today.I loved him, but the look he gave me, the possessiveness and pent-up arousal reflected in his eyes ... had me realizing one thing.Now more than ever, he wouldn't let me go.ArsenI went to prison for Harper, and I'd do it all over again to make sure she was safe. She was all I thought about the entire time I was behind bars, and it was her weekly visits that got me through the years, even if I tried pushing her away.But after seven years of being locked up, I was finally released ... and I was going to make her mine.Warning: This is a short, dirty story about a hero who will go to any lengths to make sure the woman he loves is safe. With darker undertones and graphic scenes, there may be material some readers find offensive.Reader note: All of the books in the "Cards of Love" series are standalone. They are not connected in any way. The only thing they all have in common is a tarot card theme. That means you can read and enjoy any of them in any order!: )

I saw her through a crowded dancefloor. I didn't know what it was about her, but she transfixed me, possessed me.I was instantly obsessed.I had to have her.She let me touch her, dance with her, move with her. But that wasn't enough.I didn't know her name, but I wasn't letting her get away.And it seemed fate had plans for us.A chance run-in the next day, a misunderstanding, has our paths crossing once more. She could act like she was indifferent toward me, but I saw the truth. I saw it in her eyes, in the way her pupils dilated, in her body language.And when we came together it would be explosive, consuming. What she didn't know but would soon find out was that I'd marked, claimed her.And once I licked it... it was mine.

ROFUSFrom the moment I saw her, I knew I couldn't let her go.For a decade I'd stayed secluded, my appearance and attitude frightening people, keeping them away. But I'd come to like that, grow stronger from it. And then she came into my life, a spitfire of a woman who challenged me and showed no fear.I should have sent her away for her own good, but I was too selfish to let her go.I wanted her as mine even though I didn't deserve her.BRITTAI should have been afraid when he said I was his.His heart had grown hard and cold, his isolation making him hate the world. He thought people should fear him because of the scars he bore, but I found beauty in them. I was just the housekeeper, but I couldn't help how I felt for him.Maybe he was a beast, a vicious animal hidden under a hard, powerful body. Maybe I should have run, but I knew he'd come for me, find me. Deep down, where I couldn't lie, I wanted him to be mine.And that frightened me most of all.Warning: This is a sweet, fast retelling of Beauty and the Beast. But this isn't the fairy tale you heard long ago. It's packed full of hot, dirty bits that'll make you squirm while you're reading it. Don't worry; it's got that sticky-sweet Happily Ever After we all crave.