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Morris has always dedicated himself to his brothers in the MC, choosing the freedom of the open road over the monotony of family life. But a chance encounter with a single mother on the run causes his protective alpha instincts to kick into overdrive.

I knew it was a bad idea to get on the elevator. Because now, I have three problems. Number one, I’m stuck in the elevator. Number two, I’m soaking wet from the rain. Number three, he got in before the doors closed. Miles Humphries. My neighbor. The one I hate. The biggest jerk I’ve ever met. Mr. Bachelor-for-Life and I, Rose Taylor, are like night and day. Imagine my jaw dropping when he asks me to be his fake fiancée. And move in with him. Together with my cat. Hello? That’s disaster waiting to happen. But then he makes me an offer I can’t refuse.

He called me “Goody-Goody.” He called me “Nosy-Josie.” He called me other things while he pulled my pigtails. Now, his grandmother left us a surprise inheritance. The catch? We have to get married and live in her small NYC apartment. For a month. With just one bed. When I arrive, he’s not the cheeky jerk I hated. He’s piping hot. Tall. Sinfully tattooed. A stunning villain. And that damn smirk on his face?

Jade Dare has done everything in her power to overcome her mother’s unstable influence. Changed her name. Became a success. Vowed never to risk passing on the potential for inherited pain. What has it gotten her? One fiancé who wanted her for money. A second who cheated on her with his brother’s wife. Now she’s sworn off men. Or at least off serious relationships. But when the chance to indulge in a little revenge sex with a man she’s secretly fantasized about arrives, she jumps in. Only to land heart-first into a case of the feels she can’t bring herself to trust.

Hate might not be the right emotion for what Dahlia stirs in me. But I can’t have her, so telling myself I don’t want her is the only option. Especially since my dog won’t leave her alone. While I’ve been doing my best to avoid the woman I crave, my pup has taken on the role of her protector. He follows her every chance he gets. That’s probably for the best because there’s a serial killer on the loose and he’s got his sights set on her. At least, that’s what the ghosts keep saying. With her beast out of commission it’s up to the rest of us to keep her safe.

There are a million reasons why I shouldn’t date Fletcher Huxley. He’s a growly-faced, stubborn-streaked, international rugby legend trying to revive his flailing career in the US after being canned by his team overseas. While he might have the good kind of thunder thighs, intriguing tattoos, and a booty of steel, he also holds the top position on my very short nemesis list thanks to what happened the first time we met.

Someone has torn them apart in the past, and she plans to do it again.…As Nick and Quinn piece together the truth about the life they once shared, they discover it was much deeper and darker than they ever imagined. In order to keep history from repeating, Quinn will need to master her unusual gifts—but that means admitting to herself and to Nick why she stopped using them in the first place.

Captain Hook isn’t loyal to anyone, but I’d die for her. Once I was a prince, then I became a lost boy, then their king. Now, I’m nothing more than a heartless villain. Or at least so I thought. Until I met her. Until I had a reason for that husk in my chest to resume its beating. I know I’m not alone. She’s worked her magic on all of us. Her monstrous beast

Boss rule number one: Never sleep with your employee. Apparently, rules aren’t my thing. Because the moment I wake up naked next to my hot-as-hell new employee, I want to go for round two. I'm not exactly Prince Charming. Some call me The Wolf. I don’t do love, and I sure as hell don’t do forever. But one look at her, and I become a one-woman man. She has a British accent and a car that won’t start. I’m in a rush, so I do what I need to do and send her on her way - sure I’ll never see her again. Then she shows up at my company to interview for a new position.

Logan “Crow” Taylor had every intention of not getting involved in trouble after gaining his freedom and rejoining his motorcycle club. But when the rough and rowdy biker crosses paths with a single mother in need of help and his protection, he can’t turn his back and walk away.

The way we work has changed and that change is only accelerating. The advice we were given at school or by parents no longer makes sense in the world of digital nomads, social media overload and zero-hour contracts. Working out what you want to do and going after it is no longer as simple as studying the right degree. Even when we think we have our dream job, is it really what we thought it would be?

After a string of failed relationships, Rosie Gallo wants to give up on men. Then Dylan “Eagle” Walsh, a biker with a troubled past, inserts himself into her world.

What the hell is she doing in my strip club? She wasn’t supposed to be a stripper. She was the new waitress, but when she got up on stage, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. And when she started to strip, I had to keep my jaw from hitting the damn floor. Sorry, I’m not touching her. I’m not the man she once loved. She has no business being in a place like this - or with a man like me. She’s pure and innocent, I’ve got more demons than hell itself. I thought I was prepared for anything. But nothing prepared me for her.

Gigi thought she'd never fall in love, but then he rode into her world covered in ink and wrapped in chaos. Pike never expected his past to follow him into his future, but nothing stays hidden for long. Burn is book two in the Men of Inked: Heatwave series by Wall Street Journal and USA Today best-selling author Chelle Bliss.

Could you love a man surrounded by danger? Gigi Gallo’s childhood was filled with the roar of a motorcycle and the hum of a tattoo gun. Fresh out of college, she’s about to start working at her family’s tattoo studio - Inked. But when she shows up the first day, she never expects to run into someone tall, dark, and totally sexy from her not-so-innocent past.

I wasn’t supposed to touch her. I was ordered to watch over her, be her "bodyguard". She’s the MC boss’s little sister. And I’m just a guy who does her brother’s dirty work. We’ve known each other for years. But nothing could have prepared me for that night. Her sass, her curves — she brought me to my knees. When Vorn finds out I touched his sister, I’m dead. I’m not the guy she wants. I’m the asshole with a dangerous past. But I can’t bring myself to walk away.

Lily never expected to come face-to-crotch with her old high-school crush, and she never dreamed he’d make her an offer she couldn’t refuse. But what was supposed to be a platonic arrangement quickly spiraled out of control. Can the inexperienced nerdy girl tame the notorious player? Or will he peel back her pages, exposing the wildcat hidden underneath?

I am never alone. Not even when I am alone. I see the unquiet dead, the souls that wander through the French Quarter. They can’t move on, and I can’t stop seeing them. I wear malachite for protection, and I control what I let in. It’s the only way to stay sane. Everything changes the day Cassian Winslow joins my ghost walking tour and knocks my world off its axis with green eyes the color of the stone around my neck. An unspeakable evil is loose in New Orleans, taking young women and leaving a bloodbath in its wake. More shadows lurking for me. More unhappy dead.

Vito Bianchi had given up on love years ago after his wife walked out the door. He immersed himself in his work, letting one day pass into the next so he didn’t dwell on what was missing in his life. But when he’s called out to a fire at the home of Star Falls newest resident, he couldn’t stop himself from being sucked in to her world.

I blame the alcohol. I lost my restaurant business, was forced to sell my dad’s cherished 1967 Chevy Impala, and I got a little drunk. Now I’m waking up with the hottest, angriest guy I’ve ever seen, speeding down the highway like a bat out of hell. Ice-blue eyes hit mine with stomach-clenching force. And he swerves onto the shoulder, ready to kick me out. Needless to say, our romance doesn’t start out sweet.