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The moment I tasted her, I knew one thing—she was mine. I stole her from her wedding and put a ring on her hand. But there's an ache I can't ignore—I might never have her heart. Vivienne Cole is my enemy's daughter. My perfect revenge. And now… my wife. I planned to use her as my weapon to rip her father's world apart. But marrying Vivienne wasn't supposed to feel this good. Her fire tempts me. Her defiance dares me. Her laugh makes me forget I'm a monster. I should break her. Instead, I crave her. She calls me a beast. She's right. She hates me. She should.

I don't make mistakes. I don't do mercy. But the moment I married the wrong sister, I made both. She was only supposed to cover a shift. Now she's wearing my ring… and carrying my twins. Aria De Luca was never meant to be mine. Her sister shook hands with hell—me—then vanished. Aria stayed. The dress fit. The lie did too. She said I do. And I let her. I gave her my name like a curse. But now I want more than her signature. I want her obedience. Her loyalty. Her moans in my ear… But nothing about Aria is convenient.

It was supposed to be a joke: Give my best friend raunchy toys for her bridal shower and embarrass her in front of her family. But when my package is wrongly delivered to my gorgeous, mysterious neighbor, I'm the one who ends up mortified. I sneak over to his place to try stealing it back before he finds it. The problem is I get caught mid-heist... And then he makes me stay for dinner. Dinner leads to dessert, and dessert leads to... other dessert, if you get my drift. Several courses of sweet, sinful temptation.

When he learns the truth, Samuil whisks me away to his Scottish castle. He says it's to keep me safe. But the bars on the windows say they're there to keep me contained. Dark forces are closing in on all sides, Led by his ex-wife and his own brother, who want to destroy everything Sam's built.

I walked into the wrong hotel room...to a naked man fresh out of the shower. Now, I'm pregnant with his baby. I should've left as soon as I saw him. He was too beautiful to be real. I got halfway to the door… And then he saw exactly what I was trying to hide.

Working as Ruslan Oryolov’s personal assistant is the job from hell. After a long day spent tending to the billionaire’s every whim, I need some stress relief. So when I get home that night, that’s exactly what I do. Problem is, my thoughts are still stuck on the bosshole, who’s ruining my life. That’s fine—because of all Ruslan’s many sins, being gorgeous might be the most dangerous.

I woke up married to my archenemy, my dad's billionaire boss. The beast stole my v-card and now… I'm expecting his baby. The grump fired my father, then made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Be his fake fiancée and in return… One million dollars. All so he could mend his bad boy image. Which apparently an innocent wallflower like me can deliver. I took the deal to give my dad a break after Mama died. But in a hazy Vegas moment... he put a ring on my finger. Now I'm his.

The first book in Nicole Fox’s bestselling Akopov Bratva series, where a steamy office romance unfolds between Rowan St. Clair and her dangerously seductive boss, billionaire bad boy CEO Vincent Akopov, in this forbidden love story that blurs the lines between a passionate fantasy and reality...

One wardrobe malfunction. Two people who don’t belong together. Three awful words: “Be my wife."

Elio Rossi is a dream on paper. He's rich, handsome, and head of his family's multi-billion-dollar business. He's also a ruthless Mafia Don and my older brother's best friend. But even that isn't a huge issue to me. No, Elio is my nightmare because he used to be my dream man. We've been betrothed since childhood. But the night of our engagement years ago, our parents died in a tragic accident. One that I'm sure Elio's family planned.

"What do you mean, 'You gave me the wrong sperm sample'?!" But the doctor says he isn't joking. Instead of being my sister's surrogate... I'm accidentally carrying my boss's baby. A few months ago, I agreed to be my sister's surrogate. Then she died in an unsolved accident. I swore I'd keep her child and raise it on my own. But as it turns out, there was a mix-up at the clinic. Instead of carrying my future nephew... I learned I'm pregnant with my boss's child. But Dmitri isn't just my boss. He's also the one who killed my sister in the first place.

It's the dog's fault, really. If this untrained Great Dane I'm walking had any manners at all, I never would've ended up here: With my leash wrapped around the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. Lucky for me, the guy is a good sport about it. (Although his joke that “Dogs take after their owners” hits a little too close to home when Rufus starts humping his leg.) He leaves me with his business card and a smile that makes my knees weak.

It's the morning of my wedding. I don't look like the ruthless mafia boss who rules the underworld. No matter how fake this marriage might seem, by the end of the day, she'll be my wife. Until…she's gone. They call me the Reaper. Feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. I don't save people. I bury them. Until she stumbled into my world.

Lev Zarkov is a real-life monster. No, correction, he's actually the devil. Except, when I first meet him, he's simply the mysterious, handsome man traveling next to me on a first-class flight to New York. And after being dumped at the altar by my loser fiancé who vanished into thin air the morning of our wedding, when things get flirty between me and the mysterious stranger, I think, why not? Surely, I deserve one night to forget. I mean, where's the harm in a little indulgence, right?

Her brother sold her off, and now she belongs to me—she just doesn't know it yet. Ginevra Bianchi is nothing like the spoiled billionaire princess and politician's fiancée I thought she'd be. She doesn't bow, doesn't break, and that smart mouth of hers is going to get her into serious trouble—my kind of trouble. Her family owes me, and I always collect.

Six years ago, I was supposed to get married. But the night before the wedding, my groom-to-be showed me sides of himself I'd never seen before. I might've died in that hotel room... if Mikhail Novikov hadn't burst in to save me. Handsome, strong, capable knight in shining armor—sign me up, right? Wrong. Because Mikhail wasn't just the hero I never knew I needed... he was also way more dangerous than I ever could've known. But for one night, I let myself do something I never should've done. It was worth it—several times over, if you catch my drift.

He took me as collateral to ensure my ex-fiancé kept the deal they made. But since then, Lev Zarkov has become so much more than the devil I thought he was. And now his baby is growing in my belly. I don't want to leave him, but after one devastating night blows up our life, I know I have my baby to think about. I tell myself that leaving is the right thing to do. But waking up without Lev in the middle of the night is pure midnight poison.

‘Trauma doesn't have to be the end of your story—it can be the beginning of a new, stronger chapter. What to Do When You Feel Broken dives deep into the transformative process known as post-traumatic growth, revealing how even life's most challenging moments can fuel your resilience...

Gia Rossi—off-limits, untamable, my enemy's precious little sister. When our rival families form an uneasy alliance, I become her bodyguard. Nothing new—I've been protecting her for years. In secret. The job is simple: protect her, watch her, never touch her. But one taste of Gia, and I stopped caring about the rules. I make her mine in every filthy, forbidden way that matters. I worship her body like a sinner worships salvation. I command her surrender.

I've been hiding from the grumpy mafia heir for six years to protect our son. When my father discovered my pregnancy, I was sent away to Italy. I didn't mind it, I wanted a chance to raise our baby away from the violent world. But now I've been called back to Chicago to marry him and unite our feuding families. He's my brother's best friend, and he's way too old for me.