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Joseph Ryker. My boss. My bully. My addiction. Everything about him is infuriating, reckless, and intoxicating. Yet here I am, constantly coming back for more. It’s pathetic, I know, but flying this close to the flame is too addictive to stop. And now my boardroom bully is taking his revenge - to the bedroom. The fact that my heart flutters when he orders me to my knees proves just how much I’m losing my rational mind. And even though I know this could only end one way, I still want it…

As a cop in a family of criminals, I’m constantly straddling two worlds. Which is usually something I can handle - until I meet her. A fiercely stubborn dark-haired beauty with a wildfire temper to match. It’s too bad our first encounter ends in me taking her back to the station…instead of my bed. But it turns out that I may never get a chance to have her, because she’s Grace Walsh. The daughter of my family’s oldest enemy. And this little chance encounter might just be the beginning of an all-out war.

After mom's death, it's just me and my dad running the family pub - and I've got big plans for it once dad retires. But everything changes when he shows up in the middle of the night. Daniel Kelly. When he tells me he's back for good, I have half a mind to throw his arrogantly handsome arse out and send him back to Dublin. But his visit isn't just a coincidence. No, it's very much intentional. Because our parents have been conspiring, and it seems that Daniel is back...for me.

I don’t know how I got roped into going on a double blind date with my best friend, but here I am, reluctantly surrounded by candlelight and the scent of garlic, when I’d rather be at home studying for my MCAT. I’m seconds away from bailing when my “half” of the date walks in, and my stomach drops. Because my blind date is none other than him - Nathan Phillips, the “golden boy” of our former high school. Quarterback, MVP, and everyone’s secret - and not so secret - crush. But to me, he was just one of the merciless jocks who teased me relentlessly.

When you grow up, bullies are supposed to be a thing of the past. A part of your childhood that you never fully recover from as you escape into the "so-called" real world. And after college graduation, I thought I’d escaped them. But I was wrong. Because the company I've committed to, the company that can ignite my career and change my life, belongs to him. Joseph Ryker. The bully from high school who punished me for my older sister’s sins. Because at one point, he loved her. Adored her. Worshipped her. And when she got bored, she didn’t just break his heart. No. She broke him.

Less than six months. That’s all that stands between me - and freedom. I thought the longer things went on, the easier they’d get. But nothing is ever easy when it comes to Killian Abernathy. They say the line between love and hate is paper thin...and I think I finally understand that sentiment. Because I don’t hate Killian. I hate what he brings out of me. The dark, dirty side of myself that doesn’t fit in with the rest of the world.

I’ll admit it. Things have gotten easier with Killian’s help (aka his money); but figuring out how to keep my own life, while being his fake wife and dealing with his twisted desires, is still a struggle. Women constantly throw themselves at him, only further inflating his massive ego. But I’m not one of those women - and I refuse to become one. Sure, he’s the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. And yes, he can he make me practically cum with just his words. But I won’t be led by my physical desires. I’m better than that.

Our bloodline can be traced back to the most prominent in Russia. Well, in the Russian Bratva, to be specific. And with our family at the helm, we’ll be among the first to secure real financial leverage in the United States. So, what’s standing in our way? Two words: Chase Harrington. We need this deal to make history, and Mr. Harrington’s reputation precedes him across continents. Not to worry. Sealing deals is our specialty, and we’ve done our homework. We’re ready for him.

Jinxed. That’s what I am, because the luck of my Irish descendants has never been with me. But it seems my luck’s about to turn when my Irish grandfather’s estate leaves me with an incredible opportunity. A bookstore tucked away in a small town, just outside of Dublin, and it’s all mine. So what’s a broken-hearted girl to do? Hightail it out of the US on the first flight I can get. This bookstore is all I have left of the only man who showed me unconditional love, but his sleazy AF landlord has other plans.

Surrounded by books is the only place I’ve ever felt like I belonged. From grade school to college, it’s where I found myself. Enjoyed myself. Hid myself. Unfortunately, my favorite thing also made my life hell. I remember the constant teasing like it was yesterday. But now, I’m a grown woman. I’m a book nerd, and I’m damn proud. Between the pages of great read will always be home to me - and I’m done defending myself for it.

Guns — crime — mischief. This isn’t the life I expected to live. But my lousy brother has once again dragged me into the middle of his own destruction. He’s messed with the wrong people. Dangerous people. And the only way to save him, is through them. Dark, alpha, arrogant — and everything I’ve always steered clear of.

I have a secret. A dirty, dark secret no one can know about. By day, I’m the good girl - a respected curator and librarian at the Rephar museum. By night, I’m a romance writer, working toward my big break. But I don’t write regular romance. No. I write dirty, sinful, twisted, erotic romance. The kind that could make a porn star blush. No one knows about it. Not my parents, my boss, or my roommate. And they can never find out.

It’s funny how one little pill can change your entire life. Or, more accurately, the forgetting of one tiny pill. Just when everything was going right, fate threw a major "f--k you" my way in the form of a bun in the oven. So, what did I do? Ran. Ran from the two men I adored, because they didn’t want kids. There was no place for them in their world. They’d told me that a dozen times. I had no intention of ever coming back, but desperation makes a woman do crazy things.

Just so it’s clear, I’m not the kind of woman who sleeps around. And I’m especially not the kind of woman who’d ever sell her body for money. At least, that’s not who I used to be. Now, I’m getting on my hands and knees at the orders of the stranger I suddenly call husband. I’m ashamed of what I’m doing. It’s dirty. Wrong. Twisted. And I refuse to acknowledge how good it feels. Especially in front of him.

It all started with a midnight email. I was drunk, overtired, and pretty certain I was about to lose my TA position with my professor. So, what did I do? Sent an angry message on the campus email system, of course, berating him for being a sexist, chauvinist pig - except, I selected the wrong name on the department list. Suddenly, I’ve been reassigned, and my new advisor is none other than Professor Reed Baron himself. The accidental recipient of my fiery email.