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Vivian's a pretty mild-mannered person. Even with a busload of hyperactive fourth graders going to a baseball signing, she's patient and kind. Even when she meets Dash Wallace...major league legend and star of her hottest daydreams...she keeps her cool. Kind of. Mostly. It was fine. Then his glove is missing and he accuses one of those fourth graders of being a thief. You do not come after one of Vivian's kids. She will defend them to the death.... 

Keaton Bridge is 100 percent bad boy. Cassie doesn't need a boy and certainly not a bad one. She fights crime for a living, and everything about this guy screams trouble, from his charming British accent to his mysterious past. And Cassie doesn't do trouble. Keaton's trying to go legit, and an FBI agent hanging around is the last thing that will help his credibility. All it took was one night of passion to sear her into his skin. Now he can't imagine living happily ever after without her. All they have to do is walk away. But neither of them ever walks away from a challenge....

"Caden, look at me." I caught his gaze and held it. He was confident. Arrogant. Sure he had a place in the world. And under that was the man who needed me to be that place. "If I could..." He smiled and shook his head at a silly thought he wanted to dismiss but couldn't - a contradiction in keeping with the whole man I married. "If I could write my love in the sky, it wouldn't be big enough. I'd run out of room. I'd fall out of the air trying to say it all." He was saying it all. Every day. And he was falling out of the sky to do it.

You think you'd go far for love? Think again. She really knows how to push a man. She finds the cracks and she goes right for them. She'll travel across the world just to break me apart, piece by piece, until every last secret is exposed and every weakness revealed. I swear to God, I love her so much I'll let her do it. I'll let her do anything. But when she hurts herself to protect me? That's a line in the sand.

Monica believes Jonathan despite her better judgment. Forgives him despite her doubts. She loves him...just because. Her heart isn't sensible or guarded enough. Not by a sight. She’s a walking raw nerve ending of emotion, as if the celibate years she'd spent before him made her more emotional, more vulnerable, more foolish.

Theresa and Antonio. They've been through hell. Antonio has a price on his head for turning his back on a marriage deal, and Theresa has no intention of turning her back on him. They're devoted and strong, ready for anything.... And then someone from Antonio's past reappears. Someone who can give him everything he ever wanted and who can shake them to their very core.

I never forgot her. Not for one minute. Not from the last time I saw her, at 17, to today. I measured all women against her, and all women came up short. But being with her was unfeasible in high school, and it's taboo now. I see her sometimes, but I've never spoken to her. She runs, or I run. We're in the same town, on the same block, in the same building, and the gulf between us has been just too wide to cross. Until tonight.

In the era of pay phones, groupies, and party pills, there were three of us. Strat. A rock god who walked on air. Indy. A handsome musician smart enough to live through stardom. Me, a girl with everything to lose and nothing she wanted to keep. I loved them both. They say three's a crowd, but maybe I liked crowds, until the one thing I wanted to keep was stolen out of my arms. I left that world, straightened up, went to law school. I was fine until Indy walked back into my life to remind me of what I'd lost. 

I tried to write a description for Sing a hundred times, and all I have to say is...this book will break your heart. I've had readers curse me, scream at me, send me updates of their resting heart rate every 15 minutes. So I want you to strap yourself in. You're going on a ride. You're safe. I promise you can trust me. But the journey's gonna hurt.

Monica is Jonathan's now. She does what he tells her to...no questions asked. She's flawless. Glorious. A perfect and impeccably obedient partner. Until she's not, and it's her resistance and her defiance that may steal his heart.

Jonathan is more demanding than Monica ever dreamed, and she's starting to enjoy and accept his power over her. But with every night that passes, he steals another piece of her heart, and while he keeps close guard over his own. She's powerless against him, and falling fast. She'd escape his clutches if she could, or if she wanted to.

Antonio ist ein wunderschöner Killer. Er ist ein Wunderkind unter den Dieben und ein so gewalttätiger Mafiakiller, wie es ihn nie zuvor gegeben hat. Er ist im Begriff, den letzten Racheakt gegen die Männer, die seine Schwester verletzt haben, zu vollenden und seinen rechtmäßigen Platz an der Spitze der Mafia von Los Angeles einzunehmen...als sie auftaucht. 

Antonio ist ein wunderschöner Killer. Er ist ein Wunderkind unter den Dieben und ein so gewalttätiger Mafiakiller, wie es ihn nie zuvor gegeben hat. Er ist im Begriff, den letzten Racheakt gegen die Männer, die seine Schwester verletzt haben, zu vollenden und seinen rechtmäßigen Platz an der Spitze der Mafia von Los Angeles einzunehmen...als sie auftaucht. Wie ein Raubtier, das seine Beute erblickt, wird seine ganze Aufmerksamkeit von Theresa Drazen vereinnahmt. Eine echte Dame.  

Antonio ist ein Mörder. Er ist wunderschön und besitzergreifend; ein Meisterdieb und der knallhärteste Typ, den die Welt je gesehen hat. Theresa weiß das, aber es hält sie nicht davon ab, sich mit ihm einzulassen, und jetzt will sie ihn beschützen. Aber jedes Mal, wenn sie versucht, ihn zu beschützen, bringt sie ihn praktisch um, und je fester er sie umklammert, desto gefährlicher wird sie. 

Theresa und Antonio. Sie sind durch die Hölle gegangen. Auf Antonio wurde ein Kopfgeld ausgesetzt, weil er einem Heiratsdeal den Rücken gekehrt hat und Theresa nicht die Absicht hat, ihn aufzugeben. Sie sind hingebungsvoll und stark, zu allem bereit.... Eine Liebe, die bis an ihre Grenzen getestet wurde. Doch dann taucht jemand aus Antonios Vergangenheit wieder auf. Jemand, der ihm alles geben kann, was er jemals wollte, und der sie bis ins Mark erschüttern kann. 

Monica's in free fall. The force of Jonathan Drazen's full attention is devastating, intense, all-encompassing. He's going to be the ruination of her self-control, until his past comes into the light, and she starts looking at him with new eyes.

Did you want a nice, pat ending about Jonathan and Monica riding off into the sunset? Did you want rainbows and stars? All soft filters and violins? They're not fighting over who cleans the bathroom or whose turn it is to cook dinner. They were never destined for simple contentment. Monica almost committed murder for Jonathan. She almost tore them apart to save him. How do you get back on the horse when nothing is the same? Nothing.

There's no kissing. No touching. No nothing. Jonathan is miles away from Monica - even when he's in the same room. Still making demands. Still breaking her will with just his voice. But now he's not trying to make her body or mind submit. He's after her heart, and she's no longer willing to give it to him. Not yet.

Monica believes Jonathan despite her better judgment. Forgives him despite her doubts. She loves him...just because. Her heart isn't sensible or guarded enough. Not by a sight. She's a walking raw nerve ending of emotion, as if the celibate years she'd spent before him made her more emotional, more vulnerable, more foolish. And she agreed to all of it yesterday and today. She'd agree to it tomorrow and forever, but for one thing. There might not be a tomorrow for her king.