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He has taken me away from everything that I know and love. I only have one choice: to do everything he says or my fate will be worse than death.

What does he want?

He wants to play a game.

But I’m not the only one playing. There are others. Prettier, smarter, more charming than I am.

But only one of us can be the winner.

Only one of us can be his wife.

Heat Level 5

He used to be my only hope. Easton Bay: a man who’s as ruthless as he’s gorgeous and as tender as he is cruel.

His every touch sends shivers down my spine.
I crave him.

He saved me once, but will he do it again?
He’s a mystery. An enigma. A suspense.

There’s a darkness inside of him. It scares me to my very core.

Yet, I pull closer with each breath. I am an addict and he is my drug.

What happens when it’s not enough?

Heat Level 5

Archenemy (n.)
1) main enemy
2) the devil
3) Declan Wilde

Declan was my brother’s best friend. I wanted him to be my first. And my happily ever after.
It turned out cold-hearted b*stard was a more fitting description.

Now, fifteen years later, the devil himself shows up unannounced at my charity auction.

The hairs on my neck rise up.
“Declan? What are you doing here? How did you find me?”
“Eva. There’s something I need to tell you. It can’t wait.”

Years ago Declan made me run away from the small town where we lived.
Now, he shows up unwelcomed in my territory.

This time there isn’t a chance I’ll let him have his way with my heart.

Heat Level 5

I tried it all…
I hated him in the way that he deserved.
I resisted him in the way that I knew best.

But I failed.
Miserably.
It was easier to hate Claude but harder to stay out of his bed.
He wanted to win.
He wanted to control me.
And he wanted to make me submit.
The worse part?
I let him do those things.
I satisfied his billion-dollar ego by letting him adore my curves.
Falling in love with a bad boy was a… bad idea.
But Claude wasn’t just that.
He was also my enemy.
An enemy that now had my heart.
Could I still reclaim it knowing that this bad boy was going to be the end of my sanity?
What if a part of me craved to be destroyed by him?

Heat Level 4

Fake marry my best friend. Throw in some “benefits.” What could go wrong? How about ten little fingers and ten little toes…

Oz’s plan seems so simple.
Convince his grandma to let us live in her rent-controlled apartment by telling her we’re married.
It shouldn’t be hard.
After all, we’ve been best friends for years and are already roomies.
We know each other almost better than we know ourselves.
But our fake marriage leads to other very real things.
Real touches that light my body on fire.
Real feelings that sear my soul.
And real consequences that will arrive in nine months.
If I tell him, it could destroy his dreams of rock and roll stardom.
Yet, if I don’t, I could lose the most important person in my life.
So, yeah, Oz’s plan seemed so simple…
In reality? Not so much.

Heat Level 4