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The war has ended. Kazimir hopes to spend quiet time with Emily, but there are more enemies creeping within the shadows - new dangers that threaten the couple's happiness. Can the Lion and Mouse have their happy ending? Or are they destined to fight a battle that one of them may not survive?

The Corsican has kidnapped Emily. Lethally passionate, Kazimir will stop at nothing to get his lover back. Meanwhile, the Corsican is finding it difficult to hold on to this cunning woman. Paris will never be the same again. Will Kazimir save his mouse? Or will France blow up in flames?

Included in this bundle are the first three books in Kenya Wright's The Lion and Mouse series: Dirty Kisses, Dirty Love, and Dirty Hearts.

It's fair to say my best friend Mat and I are looking for trouble when we head out for a wild night on the town, and boy, do we find it. We find it in the form of Trouble, a guy with long, silky black hair, doe eyes, and thick, fleshy lips. Sweat glitters down his spine, and he moves like there's music in his soul. Every eye in the place is on him. He's magnetic. The second we see him, we want him. We both do. Suddenly, the fact we thought we were straight doesn't seem all that important. Trouble turns our lives upside down.

After losing his marriage and his beloved retail plant business, Teddy Hughes is ready to drown his sorrows—or would be, if he could afford another beer in his favorite dive bar. He has no choice but to uproot his dreams and leave New York for good. And then a gorgeous stranger walks in with cheekbones that could cut glass and a confidence that leaves Teddy panting.

It's official: my step bro is the biggest himbo ever to himbo. He's a massive blond beefcake with a soft heart and an over-eager smile. The mere sight of him incites a shaking hot rage in me. He's everywhere. He's around me all the time. So sweet and gentle that it makes me feel wild. I see him and smell him everywhere. When I can't see him or smell him, I hear him. The wall between our bedrooms is paper thin. I can't help it—I hear what he does in his room when he thinks he's alone. I hear everything.