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A brand-new spicy, high-angst forbidden romance from Catharina Maura.

To Whom it May Concern, It was easy to call us forbidden and harder to call us soulmates. Yet I believed we were both. Forbidden soulmates. When I arrived to Edgewood, Wisconsin I didn’t plan to find him. I didn't plan to stumble into Joe's bar and have Daniel's music stir up my emotions. I had no clue that his voice would make my hurts forget their own sorrow. I had no idea that my happiness would remember its own bliss. When I started senior year at my new school, I wasn’t prepared to call him Mr. Daniels, but sometimes life happens at the wrong time for all the right reasons. Our love story wasn’t only about the physical connection. It was about family. It was about loss. It was about being alive. It was silly. It was painful. It was mourning. It was laughter. It was ours. And for those reasons alone, I would never apologize for loving Mr. Daniels. -Ashlyn Jennings

He's a Dom, she's not even a little submissive. It shouldn't work, but they can't walk away from each other. Boundaries will be crossed, trust shattered, secrets revealed. Both need to give up control. Both need to find middle ground. When it's easier to walk away, there's only one thing strong enough to bind them together. Reckless devotion.

He’s my ex’s best friend. The man I love to hate. A total temptation who is totally off-limits.And he’s everywhere I turn.My life’s a disaster. My ex-boyfriend is getting married, my house is falling apart, and I haven’t slept with anyone in… Well, long enough that I’m not sure I remember where everything is supposed to go.The last person I’d ever ask for help is my childhood enemy, Logan Reeve. He’s smug. He’s infuriating. He’s gorgeous. And lately, he’s caught me in one too many weak moments. A cocky carpenter who knows how to work a sledgehammer, Logan promises he can renovate my house before my parents sell it out from under me.I can’t deny it. Logan’s got the skills I need to turn things around—in life and in the bedroom.I’m craving some old-fashioned action, and Logan is always—irritatingly—there. As the tension takes us dangerously close to a line we shouldn’t cross, we find ourselves flirting with forbidden territory. Flirting, flirting… until finally, we fall.Why does it feel so good when it’s so, so bad?It won’t last. Nobody can ever know. There’s nothing real between us, right? Logan Reeve was never meant for me.But one thing I know for sure. The man I can’t have loves nothing more than proving me wrong.Meant For You is a first-person, dual POV contemporary romance with lots of steam and a satisfying happily ever after.

Theo MacLeod wasn’t supposed to be the one. Tall, dark and handsome suits me just fine, but the cocky grin, know-it-all attitude, and mammoth ego? No thanks. I only hired him so I wouldn’t have to sit at the singles table again. It was just pretend. He wasn’t supposed to kiss me. My heart wasn’t supposed to pound. We weren’t supposed to spend the night together—the hottest night of my life. One night turns into a snowed-in weekend away, and even the blizzard of the century can’t cool the fire between us. I can’t get enough—of his smile, of his body, of the way he makes me feel. We’re nothing alike. He’s a daredevil, and I’m a nervous Nellie. He’s a drifter, and I want to put down roots. He’s an opportunist with a checkered past, and I’m a Girl Scout volunteer. But none of it matters when I’m in his arms. I know he’s made mistakes. I know his wounds are deep, and he doesn’t trust easily. I know he doesn’t believe he could ever be enough to make me happy, but he could. All he has to do is stay.

I knew the exact moment I'd become a 'yes' girl. December 16th, a cold winter's night, four years ago. The night my innocence was stolen, the night I made the mistake of saying no--a mistake I'd never make again. The dream of a 'happily ever after' was now a locked away myth. I promised myself that I'd never return to the place of my worst nightmare, that I'd never let anyone get close, but then again, I never thought I'd meet someone like him. The intense, confident and beautiful Ky Crawford. I had no plans to become someone's Prince Charming. I couldn't be. I refused to be. My plan was simple--do whatever it takes to correct my biggest mistake, my one regret that now controlled my life. I was on track. I had plans, but then everything changed when I saw her--the girl in the red jacket, the girl who I was told couldn't say no. The reserved yet stunning Eden Rivers. A girl who can't say no. A guy who craves redemption. A chance encounter?It all comes down to this. One question. One month. Be My December?

AshShe's the unattainable, untouchable. The one I've both loved and lusted after from the sidelines.For years, I've kept myself distracted with work, turning my family's company into an empire. And, more importantly, I've kept my distance. It's best for everyone.But when she walks into my club and tries to cheat me out of money, all bets are off.One way or another, she's going to pay back what she's stolen.Although, it won't be in the form of cash.BreannaI love winning, even if I have to cheat to get to the finish line. I knew better than to come to this club to play.I knew he'd more than likely find out I was here.What I didn't expect was to see him up-close. I've hardly seen him over the last few years.I wanted him to notice me. To see that I wasn't a little girl anymore.And that was my mistake, because he did more than notice.There is no going back now.That flame we've both been dousing in denial has just been ignited.Can I really play with fire without getting burned? Or will everything around me turn to ash?

ChristianAs a younger man, I imagined my future with my wife by my side and my sights set firmly on British politics—with the ultimate goal of one day becoming prime minister. A life of value, of purpose. A life where my morals might mean something, and where I could make a difference.But that vision has crumbled. My wife is gone. My political career lies in ruins. And my relationship with my son is barely breathing. What’s left is a slow decline into disillusionment and solitude.Until I meet him.Asher Fox is a rainbow breaking through a storm. A diamond gleaming from the dullest stone. Being with him feels as natural as breathing, as vital as living — and I haven’t wanted to live this fiercely in a very long time.Now, when I’m offered the chance to reclaim the life I lost, I face a choice. Nothing has unfolded as I once imagined, and I never pictured a future with Asher. But maybe that’s exactly why I should hold onto him with both hands, and never let go.AsherI grew up in a world where love was conditional and God was always watching. Turns out, God didn’t like what He saw. The minute I realized I was gay, I knew I had two options: stay and suffocate, or leave and breathe. So I walked away.Now, I make art, I make porn, and I make no apologies. I’ve built a life where I get to be exactly who I am, on my own terms. No guilt. No shame. No lies. Some people judge me for it— my family certainly would if they knew — but at least I’m free, at least I’m honest. But freedom doesn’t block out the part of me that wants more: a home, a family, a place where I get to live without conditions and be loved without shame.And then I meet Christian. Mr. Buttoned-Up Politics himself. All brooding eyes and careful words, a man who looks like he’s never coloured outside the lines in his life. He’s calm where I’m chaos, steady where I’m fire, and he’s serious enough to make me want to see what he looks like when he unravels.Falling for him? Easy. Getting him to believe he deserves me? Now that’s the real work of art.

ASHLYN It was supposed to be a vacation. Five whole days on the beach with my best friend before we made the move from Seattle to New York. I never expected to meet a man who would make me change the way I saw love and sex. I've always believed you can have one without the other. So, when I hooked up with a one-night stand while on vacation, I never expected him to be standing in the middle of my hotel room hours later. Proclaiming to be my best friend's brother. RYDER I'm married to my job. I'm twenty-nine and help run a fortune 500 company. I hadn't seen my sister in four years, and I wanted to surprise her. What better way than on her vacation? What I ended up getting was a woman who knew exactly what she wanted. And for that one night, I was it. I knew that I wanted more. You don't spend a night with someone like her and let her walk away that easily. It took me two seconds to decide I wanted him for one night. It took me a day to understand that he was gonna want more. I've always had the means to buy anything I want. Too bad, she is priceless. I've always believed in love. But I'm selfish. I want more ... But can he give it to me? Or when this gets hard, does he walk away?

Take one sexy bartender. Add a badass cop. A splash of sweet, that's me. One sour, that's him... and serve over ice.That's how you'll get to my current situation.You know the girl - the one who commands the scene, bottle of liquor in hand, pouring liquid fire into the willing throats of patrons as they let loose at the local bar?That's me.I may be known as the town party girl, but in reality I'm this close to my dream of opening my own bar - McConaugheys. Yes, it will be named after the acclaimed actor. What can I say? I'm a sucker for that sexy Texan.Everything was going as planned until the night I had a few drinks and accepted a ride home from a friend. A misunderstanding leads to an arrest, and now I'm at the mercy of the one man I can't stand, and trust me, the feeling is definitely mutual.Adam Reingold is six-feet-tall and built like a stallion -- the man is the epitome of male. He also happens to be the town narc and hates my guts. There's a story to our past and it's not a pretty one.So, now, here I am, chained to him for the summer like a hardened criminal, doing whatever he tells me to do. Problem is, I can't help but look at him when he's not watching and wonder what our future could be like if things were different.There are so many reasons why he's all wrong for me. Even more reasons why I need to stay away from him.It's a cocktail of trouble. Best served shaken, not stirred.