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In this moving tale of intimacy, redemption, and trust by a New York Times–bestselling author, a woman’s new relationship forces her to face her past. For a long time, Elle Kavanaugh has defined herself by her professional success and her unapologetic attitude for the personal choices she’s made. She’s never wanted intimacy—doesn’t need the mess it brings with it. She’s been hit on plenty of times, mostly by men who think that what’s between their legs makes up for what they lack between their ears. Sometimes, she gives herself over to it—as long as there are no strings attached. But after meeting Dan Stewart, Elle starts wanting things she never has before. And the problem with wanting is that can be like pouring water into a vase full of stones—it fills you up before you know it, leaving no room for anything else . . . Originally published under the title Dirty.
I had everything a woman could want My husband, James. The house on the lake. Our perfect life. And then Alex came to visit. The first time I saw my husband’s best friend, I didn’t like him. Didn’t like how his penetrating eyes followed me everywhere. Didn’t like how James changed when he was around.
She had never been more beautiful to him than when she was making him hurt. Corinne was young once. Reese wasn’t her first lover, but he was the first to submit to her. For a while they had something special, but it ended badly. She’s a little older now — and the wealthy businessman who just bought the company she works for bears little resemblance to that boy. He’s commanding, domineering, and seems hell-bent on pushing her past her limits. In a flash of anger, she falls back into their old pattern—and Reese falls right in with her. Before she knows it, she’s testing him. Then tasting him. Corrine knows she can’t afford to get involved again. Her life is complicated enough without throwing in a slew of kink. Now if only Reese would stop making her feel like the goddess she used to be…and showing her who’s been the boss all along. But if he wants her, he’s going to have to beg for it.
Pack your carry-on, buckle in and put those tray tables up -- Flying is a soaring ride of desire and determination, of the relentlessness of grief and the power of love to heal – when it's allowed to. Love is not supposed to be the destination. Stella flies standby every other weekend, finding the airport bar wherever she arrives and waiting for the right guy to come along. From businessmen to baggage handlers, each conquest brings a whole new meaning to the term layover. Every departure is the sweetest possible distraction from the life and memories she’s trying to forget. When she meets the mysterious Matthew in Chicago, something about him tells Stella she’s not the only one running...
I'm on a train. I don't know which stop I got on at; I only know the train is going fast and the world outside becomes a blur. I should get off, but I don't. The universe is playing a cosmic joke on me. Here I had my life—a good life with everything a woman could want—and suddenly, there is something more I didn't know I could have. A chance for me to be satisfied and content and maybe even on occasion deliriously, amazingly, exuberantly happy. So this is where I am, on a train that's out of control, and I am not just a passenger. I'm the one shoveling the furnace full of coal to keep it going fast and faster. If I could make myself believe it all happened by chance and I couldn't help it, that I've been swept away, that it's not my fault, that it's fate…would that be easier? The truth is, I didn't know I was looking for this until I found Will, but I must've been, all this time. And now it is not random, it is not fate, it is not being swept away. This is my choice. And I don't know how to stop. Or even if I want to.
Don’t think don’t question just do. The anonymous note wasn’t for me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not in the habit of reading other people’s mail, but it was just a piece of paper with a few lines scrawled on it, clearly meant for the apartment upstairs. It looked so innocent, but decidedly—deliciously—it was not. Before replacing the note—and the ones that followed—in its rightful slot, I devoured its contents: suggestions, instructions, commands. Each was more daring, more intricate and more arousing than the last…and I followed them all to the letter. Before the notes, if a man had told me what to do, I’d have told him where to go. But submission is an art, and there’s something oddly freeing about doing someone’s bidding…especially when it feels so very, very good. But I find that the more I surrender, the more powerful I feel—so it’s time to switch up roles. We play by my rules now. Originally published in 2009
Apart, they are broken, but together, they are whole Effie and Heath are famous. Not for anything they did, but for what happened to them as teenagers. Abducted and abused by the same man, they turned to each other for comfort until they were finally able to make their escape. Now adults, their relationship is fraught with guilt and despair. Whether fighting or making love, their passion is strong enough to destroy them both—and Effie’s not about to let that happen. She knows it’s time for her to have a “normal” relationship, even if Heath is convinced that they must face their past together in order to move forward. So while Effie continues to bring new men into her life, Heath becomes obsessed with proving he’s the one she needs. Then a new crisis arises and Effie begins to lose every scrap of self-control she ever had. As she struggles against her desire to return to the one man who understands her, she discovers that sometimes the only safety you find is with the person who is the most dangerous for you. Previously published
A female bodyguard with enhanced abilities. A billionaire playboy committed to destroying people like her. A romance they didn’t expect... Dive into the first book in the fantastic new Protector series set in the near future from New York Times bestselling author Megan Hart! Nina Bronson used to be all human -- until the experimental surgeries and internal technology that saved her life and enhanced her as a soldier also forced her to leave the army for private service. Now she and her peers are facing slow, painful deaths unless their technology is upgraded, and the one man keeping those upgrades illegal and unavailable is an obnoxious billionaire. A man too gorgeous for his own good. A m...
"A uniquely charming mixture of whimsy and the macabre that completely won me over. If you ever wished for an adult romance that felt like Howl's Moving Castle, THIS IS THAT BOOK." —Helen Hoang, author of The Kiss Quotient Hart is a marshal, tasked with patrolling the strange and magical wilds of Tanria. It’s an unforgiving job, and Hart’s got nothing but time to ponder his loneliness. Mercy never has a moment to herself. She’s been single-handedly keeping Birdsall & Son Undertakers afloat in defiance of sullen jerks like Hart, who seems to have a gift for showing up right when her patience is thinnest. After yet another exasperating run-in with Mercy, Hart finds himself penning a le...
Everyone knew Alicia Harrison's marriage to Ilya Stern wouldn't last. They'd grown up on a remote stretch of Quarry Street, where there were two houses, two sets of siblings, and eventually, a tangled mess of betrayal, longing, and loss. His high school girlfriend, Jennilynn was Alicia's sister; after she drowned, he married Alicia. When Ilya's brother, Nikolai, comes home for their grandmother's last days, Alica feels a rush of pure desire. She knows Niko won't stick around. Will a brief pleasure be a bad idea?