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Izekiel Holloway was content with his career, the people in his life, and all that came with it...until her. One look at the self-assured Jonae Martin and nothing seemed right anymore. In fact, everything seemed wrong. What he once thought was a solid foundation now had one too many cracks to ignore. And ignore it, he would not.

She’s an angel. And she doesn’t mind dancing with a demon. That’s why I’d move mountains, dry seas, and hydrate the desert if it made her happy. She brought goodness to the world. It was only right that I made it hers, along with the two tiny beauties that shared her hazel eyes and perfect smile. For them, I’d do whatever. For them, I’d become whoever.

Jayla Anthony had it all. At least, that's what it looked like from the outside. But from the inside looking out, she knew there was much more to life than her current situation. And when she decides to press the reset button on everything she thought she knew with her newly divorced status, her new occupation, and her move to a brand-new town, she hardly expects that to somehow end up including the young, handsome security guard from her company's building. 

My family was my driving force. Everything I did was to uphold the Moretti name, to prove to my father that he could step down in peace. But I was hiding my true nature behind an easy smile and forced control. Then, I met her, and she wanted me whole, not part of me, but all of me. Galina Whitlock hadn’t been what I was searching for, but she was the redemption I never knew I needed.

A feeling that Christina thought she would never feel again; at least not from the person that she’s fallen in love with. Feeling hopeless, with nothing to lose, Christina starts to spiral out of control, and the only person that can save her is the person she now hates.

I chose to believe in fate. Akira Wright was the love of my life, but I wasn't so sure we were meant to be together in this lifetime. She'd been in her most vulnerable state when our paths first crossed. A bond I thought was strong enough to convince her she'd always been meant for me was forged, but in the end, I had to walk away, and she let me.

I only had one rule: don't fall in love with the cruel prince. I broke it. When the clock struck twelve, I went back to being a servant. He promised to let me go with my heart in pieces . . . but Grayson Crowne always was king at breaking promises. I refuse to let him lock me in a tower. I have no choice but to take the only out offered me—another cruel prince. Refuge in a man I loathe. Rescued from the man I love. I wanted to forget Grayson, forget Crowne Hall, and hide. Fate has other plans. But if Grayson and I are fated, then our fate is forbidden.

No matter how hard they tried, Nevaeh Mullaney nor Andrew Jones could shake the all-consuming thoughts of what could have been. In turn, being separated for the better part of ten years did nothing to prepare them for the moment they'd be reunited.

When I applied to medical school, I never thought I'd be paying the bill by becoming a surrogate. I suppose a girl has to do what she has to do in the end, so I decided to intercept Uncle Sam before he could come for me. Funny enough, it's surprisingly easy to find willing participants. I answered an ad, and the guy showed up at the coffeehouse we agreed to meet at. He showed up frickin'...beautiful and with brown eyes that tightened my tummy in ways they probably shouldn't have. He looks familiar to me. Like I've seen him on the news or in the paper or something.

I knew falling for him was wrong. I did it anyway, his half smiles and blue eyes pulling me deeper. Blue eyes that made me soar. He wasn't mine to keep, though. And like all good and rare things, it came to an end. Then, he strolls into my life, armed with dimples and gray eyes. Gray eyes that ground me. He smashes through my defenses, stealing what is left of my heart. Now, my heart is a war zone, past and present battling for my forever. They say lightning doesn't strike the same place twice. I call bullshit on that theory.

Kimera Davis finds comfort in dating married men. It's easier that way. Her needs are taken care of, and she doesn't have to give more of herself than she wants to. No messy feelings involved. But when the man she's seeing poses an unexpected question, Kimera quickly realizes she's not the only woman pulled in by his charm. Their new arrangement doesn't require much from Kimera, but she soon discovers someone else is pulling the strings. She's not looking for complications, yet she can't help feeling there's something devious at play. 

Somehow, I fell in love with the man who kidnapped me from my husband over a stupid gambling debt. My name is Urvi, and this is my story.

Past relationships have left Nova scarred. Finishing up school and opening her boutique were her main focus until she ran into Grayson. Grayson was worried about being a great father and his photography career when Nova ran into him, in the most literal sense. While Nova tries to run from Grayson, afraid he'll turn out like the rest of the men who broke her heart, Grayson is determined to show her different. Not one to let go without a fight, he's determined to show her the beauty he sees behind the lens.

We made mistakes and betrayed our hearts. And in the end, everything went up in flames. Walking away from the devastation isn't an option. Not when I'm at the center of it all. Three hearts hang in the balance. A choice must be made. Keep one and let one go. No matter what I decide, someone is getting burned. There's no winning this battle. No one ever said love is easy. But I never knew it would be this hard. Love can be a poison, and sometimes, it's the only thing that can save us. 

Handsome attorney Casey Sullivan is a catch, and everyone seems to know it except his beautiful, but slightly deranged girlfriend, deejay Sidra Barton! Just the slightest mention of "happily ever after" has her ready to run out the door. Not that she'll get far because Casey Sullivan always gets what he wants, and he wants Sidra Barton.  

Everyone around me kept trying to tell me that what I felt for Ananias wasn’t real, but I knew in my heart that it was. But did he feel the same? And if he did, could we actually survive with everyone we love against us?

There's a rule in Crowne Hall: never look a Crowne in the eyes. It protects us more than them. I broke it once, the night Grayson Crowne mistook me for his true love and stole my first kiss. I've regretted it every day since. He hates me. He torments me. He won't let me go, because that night he whispered a secret against my lips not meant for me. Grayson Crowne, heir to the Crowne empire and notorious playboy prince is . . . a virgin. I signed a contract in my heart's blood as much as ink: help him get back his love, repair what I broke.

Year after year after year, I trick myself into believing that I’m over it—that I’m over him. Then I see his face, and the feelings we once shared resurface. We were young, and we were in love, but it was a love I was willing to do anything for. He was someone I was willing to do anything for. Suddenly, he decided that my love wasn’t enough. While he went on with his life, mine was always stuck on pause. Then, I decided that love waits for no one and allowed it into my world again.

Delve deeper into Denny and Neeka's world, and you'll either be begging to leave or won't want to. Too Devout is the anticipated mega-conclusion to the renowned Devout series. Listeners were left unsure but hopeful that they would be reacquainted with the two star-crossed lovers. Denaché Denny "D Rock" Graham, the ever-complex crime lord with his layers of mystery beneath his grime and his weakness for the simpler semi of the pair—the beguiling Neeka Perry. Neeka was left in waiting, and it was not in vain. Denny is back, but back to what? Or better, in fact, back as what?

A life without Blair Phillips is a life I refuse to live. At fourteen, she unknowingly became my anchor. Now thirty, I want her to be everything she was meant to be. We were in a state of transition, but… My heart. My life. My…everything belonged to her.