C. J. Bloom

Mistress. Whore. Lorelai has been called every name in the book. Except for the ones she's always dreamed of. My love. Mine. Noah Anders is the only man to have ever owned her heart. But it's her soul he wants. Theirs is a battle of wills, tempers, ego, friendship, and loyalty. He wants retribution. She just wants to survive. Contains mature themes.

Elijah North has survived starvation and torture. Now he faces his darkest challenge: the possibility of life without Holly Frank. The woman he loves hangs in the balance. The family he found mourns in the distance. And the future he built crumbles in the wind.

I'm stepping off a nine-hour flight when it happens. A white van. A dark hood. Every woman's worst nightmare. Now I'm trapped in an abandoned church. The man who took me says I won't be hurt. The man in the cell next to me says that's a lie. I'll fight with every ounce of strength, but there are secrets in these walls. I'll need every single one of them to survive.

Vincent: Forgetting about Eve was the plan. Finding her at a party on my college campus was the last thing I expected. But letting her go again isn't an option-not this time. Juggling the life I want with the one I was born into may be near impossible, but for her, it's a risk I'm willing to take. My world has turned into a house of cards, where one wrong move can send it all crashing down . . . and us with it. Eve: Finally at a prestigious university-and...

Lachlan Downy was a lover, not a fighter. Okay, he wouldn't lie, he was a fighter, too. But nobody had to know that. Especially not Memphis Tennessee Conner and her stuffy attitude when it came to cops and "men like him." Memphis knew cops. Her daddy was a cop. He was also the president of a motorcycle club. Needless to say, he's about as alpha as they come, and she's tired of overbearing men who think they know how to run her life better than she...

Foster made a promise in his hospital bed when his leg was taken from him that he'd get back to one hundred percent. Leg or no leg, he'd get back on the SWAT team if it killed him. And he does get back. But he has a problem: he can't let go of the past. The anger burns deep, making his emotions volatile at the best of times. Then he meets Blake with her haughty attitude and inability to distinguish the difference between a pocket knife and a sword....

Michael was that guy. The one that everyone was cautious of. Maybe it was the tattoos. Maybe it was the way he gave off a "don't screw with me" vibe. Maybe it was because he just told them to leave him the hell alone. Regardless, people gave him his space. He was screwed up, and everyone knew it. He got tattoos because he liked the pain. He was standoffish. He didn't have many friends outside of work. And the only thing he had going for him was that...

From RT Book Reviews New Adult Award Winner comes a riveting and intensely suspenseful small-town mountain romance. Tragedy had stripped Aurora of everything she once loved. But now she's back in Balsam Grove, ready to face all she's kept locked away for seven years. Or so she thinks. Aurora doesn't expect her first collision to be with the boy she left all those years ago. The boy who betrayed her trust with no regrets. The boy who is no longer a...

Miller Spurlock might seem like a laid back man on the outside, but piss him off, or violate his trust, and he'll show you the meaning of pain. He was a Navy SEAL. He could kill a man a hundred different ways and not break a sweat. He's also a police officer and member of the SWAT team, which means he has the knowledge and skills to get away with it. Rage boils in his gut when he witnesses what happens to the beautiful Mercy Shepherd during a SWAT...

Blind dates? Online dating profiles? Been there, done that. Georgia Cummings has zero luck with dating, and the era of the internet is not her friend. No matter how fast she runs, how many corners she turns, she can't find her way out of this weird, alternate universe where men think dick pics are a replacement for small talk and getting to know a girl. One more crotch selfie and she might write men off for good... But why can't she stop fantasizing...