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Kicked out from a century-old wealthy family, he married for five years and suffered all kinds of humiliation. Wyatt Jensen hugged her as tears streamed down her face, vowing to make the whole world bow at his feet.

** A SINGLE MARINE DAD ROMANTIC COMEDY ** I got out of the Marine Corps to give my daughter a better life. I'm a strong and capable single dad. I got this, right? Not so much. The one thing my daughter wants is the hardest to find--a mom. It's not like they're selling hot intelligent women at Walmart these days, and with the amount of baggage I'm carrying around, I might be out of luck. Yeah, so. We moved from Oahu to Maui. I needed a job, a place to live, and to get us settled. I thought it would be simple, but let's just say . . . mistakes have been made. · Mistake #1: I took the first job I was offered. (Should've probably asked a couple more questions about the required uniform.) · Mistake #2: I flirted with Kai, the first attractive woman who crossed my path. (So far out of my league she might as well be a Hawaiian princess.) · Mistake #3: I fell head over heels for that woman. (See Mistake #2.) Now I'm standing here showing my butt--no, literally. It's the required uniform at Man Buns, the restaurant I'm working at. (See Mistake #1). In any case, I can tell you one thing--it's damn near impossible to convince the woman I can't live without to take me seriously when I'm serving up burgers, half-naked, and women are constantly ogling my assets. I've gotta try, though. Because Kai is the woman for me, and she's perfect with Aya. I've just gotta get these man buns in gear and figure out how to win her over.

I thought my life was hell until the devil walked through my door. New York Times bestselling author Geneva Lee delivers with the second book in the Rivals series, an emotional roller coaster that'll leave you begging for more! Sterling Ford isn’t the boy who stole my heart anymore. He’s cunning, manipulative, and dangerous—so why does my body ache for his touch? I thought I could trust him. I should have known better. He’s broken my heart twice. Now there’s nothing left to break. Because I’m not the girl he fell for or the woman he used. He thought he could play me. He thought he could hurt me. But I’m a survivor, and while I might respond to every stolen kiss, every forbidden moment, there’s one piece of me he’ll never touch. I sold my soul to protect it, and no one can ever learn the truth—not even Sterling Ford. **** I never thought I’d find myself begging for Adair MacLaine’s forgiveness. But she belongs to me. She always has and she always will. No matter how hard she tries to rewrite history. It’s too late to change who we’ve become. Maybe nothing can save us now. Maybe nothing ever could. I built my fortune with blood, fueled by lies, and soon my past will catch up with both of us. I can’t protect her from the man I’ve become, and no one can save me from the storm that’s coming—not even Adair MacLaine.

When I woke up with a hangover, I found a handsome and naked stranger sleeping beside me.---I’m Tanya, a surrogate’s daughter, an omega with no wolf and no scent. On my 18th birthday, when I planned to give my virginity to my boyfriend, I found him sleeping with my sister.I went to the bar to get drunk, and accidentally had a one-night stand with the handsome stranger.I thought he was just an ordinary werewolf, but they said he was Marco, the alpha prince and the most powerful Lycan in our kingdom.‘You slut, you’re pregnant! Fortunately, Rick is kind enough to let you be his mistress and save you from shame.’ my stepmother said, tossing a pregnancy strip on the table.Rick was an old pervert. No she-wolf could keep up with his sexual demand. No she-wolf could survive with him more than 1 year.When I was in despair, Marco came to my rescue. He got down on one knee, took out a ring and said he would marry me.---I thought Marco married me because he loved me, but later I found that was not the truth…

Fig Finds Love! Coming back after my fashion internship was supposed to be a short-term stop … but my heart is telling me I belong right here at Home, WA. When my brother’s oldest friend Hank shows up at family dinner, I am reminded how smitten I have always been of this rough and tumble man. He’s returned to his roots, too, and he is looking to settle down for good. My dreams have changed, and I am terrified of letting my family down – but I am even more scared of letting myself down. We have one wild and precious life … and right now, I am determined not to waste it. -virgin romance -love that lasts a lifetime -hero with values -brother’s best-friend

Stephanie Drew's life is a mess. I. Her stepmother and stepsister have been trying to sabotage her life for years. II. Navigating her university life, she also has to sell adult products to support herself financially. III. Out of nowhere, she finds out she has a fiancé, the icy-cold Daniel. IV. Oh wait, there’s more - Daniel has an uncle, Denver - the polar opposite of his nephew, an even bigger pain in the ass. "What's wrong with you, Denver, she's my fiancée." "Oh dear nephew, remember, things that I marked are off-limits to others!" "'Remember' my ass!" Stephanie sneers at the two of them. "I’m a person, not an object."

She doesn't know this yet, but he is the richest man in the entire world.Marcus Coleman is the matrilocal live-in husband of Vivian Lorimer, the belle of Cromford City and a member of one of Cromford City's upper-middle-class families. However, he is also the Pantheon's Drakon—a position that enables him to shower anyone with luxuries unimaginable to humankind.As Marcus and Vivian's wedding anniversary draws closer, the taunts directed toward them are vicious as ever. However, unlike all the previous disappointing years, this year, Vivian is in for a surprise. A mysterious supreme billionaire appears, showering her with gifts one could only gaze at in envy. As the tensions in the Lorimer family reach an all-time high, can Vivian simultaneously save her family and find out the identity of the billionaire before her world comes crashing down around her?

When River orders a wife, he’s hoping she’ll cure his writer’s block. But when he meets his bride, he knows she’s more than a quick-fix— she’s his muse. Rose needs a quiet place to record her yoga videos and a lakeside cabin in the middle of nowhere is better than her L.A. apartment. Yes, it means she’s a mail-order bride but Rose isn’t scared of a challenge. River is handsome and knows how to use his hands …. so what if he’s a bit of a recluse? She’ll take a deep breath and take it one day at a time. Except someone is after her— and tracking her every move. She may be his muse—but she needs a hero. Dear Reader, River’s more than a mountain man, he’s a romantic at heart. He’ll make you swoon, sweat, and have you packing your bags to be the next mail-order bride in this series. xo, frankie

I’m thrilled that my first trip back to my homeland, after years in exile, is for an assignment from the prime minister. Even better, the job's to put Princess Genevieve in her place...by cutting off her cash flow. Spoiled royals—even drop-dead gorgeous ones—don't do anything to deserve their wealth and status. Hell, they don't do anything. She's fighting me tooth and nail, of course. The only way to stop her arguing is, well, to kiss her. And I can't seem to stay away from her. Now, I see a whole different side to the princess—and not just because I've gotten her clothes off. But I was put on this assignment for a reason… There are those outside the castle who want to see the princess discredited and push their own agenda, and I may have just given them all the ammunition they need. Each book in the Sexy Misadventures of Royals series is STANDALONE: * The Princess Problem * Ruling the Princess

Zara gave her heart to Yosef Webb, her boss and her savior. To him, however, she was nothing more than a cog in his corporate machine and a tool for his pleasure. She was done with that. Yosef could not stand Zara's cool-headedness, her logic and her self-sufficiency. Yet, he eventually found the warmth he longed for in Zara’s eyes. Those eyes, however, were looking elsewhere.