My name is Slade Merrick and I'm a sex addict . . . I've been told it's a problem. I see it as a passion... something I'm good at. And who stops something that they're good at? They want me to seek help. Don't judge my lifestyle. You're no better than me. Just admit it, you like to have sex too. Sex is what I do best; my own personal high, so I embrace it instead of being ashamed. When I'm not fu*king, I'm slinging drinks at Walk of Shame or stripping my way into your bed, another thing I'm good at. Every woman's darkest fantasy brought to life. So, am I stopping? Hell no. Sex is beautiful, raw and erotic and I get off knowing I can have it with anyone I want . . . with the exception of her. Aspen. She walks into the club swaying those hips, instantly drawing my dick to attention. She's pure perfection. That is, until she opens that mouth, drawing me in, and for the first time in forever, I want something more than sex. I want her, and she hates it. Things get dirty. Dirty is what I like... it's how I live. But she's playing a game she can never win. . .

My name is Hemy Knox and I'm a heartbreaker . . . I've hurt the one person that means the most to me in life; the only woman I have ever loved. I let the drugs, alcohol and wild lifestyle take over and consume me. I got her where I wanted her and ripped her heart out. Since then, I've spent countless nights having dirty, meaningless sex with a multitude of people; only leaving them wanting and begging for more with no regrets. Some may even call me the devil; soulless. They look and judge, but there is one thing they don't know; no one does. I want more than this life of stripping and sleeping around, the never-ending party. I want love and everything that comes with it; that high that never ends. The problem is . . . I only want it with her. Onyx. She refuses to be mine . . . again. She's smart, guarding her heart while ripping mine right out of my chest. I can't say that I blame her. I always was a dumb ass when it came to the emotions of a woman, especially her. She wants to see me suffer as much as I made her; watch me wither and die at her feet. She wants to crush me until I'm no longer breathing, and I will let her, because it hurts far less than not having her as mine. I will stop at nothing to make her mine again. The pain only drives me harder, feeding my fury and giving me a reason to live . . . her.

My name is Cale Kinley and I'm a virgin... Well, with the exception of my tongue. The countless things I can do with my tongue are bound to leave you breathless and begging for more, but more... is something that I can't give. It's a choice. My choice. There's a reason for that. A very good reason, and that reason is her. Riley. She's the only woman that I want to bury myself deep in. The one woman I have wanted since I was old enough to fu*k. I never got my chance though, because she left. She had no choice and it stung like hell. But I couldn't let her leave without telling her how I felt. I wanted her to be my first and I didn't give a shit how long I'd have to wait. It's been six years and now she's back and sexier than hell. Just the sight of her stops my heart from beating. I want her and for more than just having her as my first. I'm determined to have her in every way possible. She thinks this is still a game; that I've already given myself to countless women. What she doesn't know is that I have a lot of willpower. When I want something as badly as I want her, I don't let shit stand in my way. I'm going to prove that to her. There's just one little problem I need to take care of... him.

Sexy, tattooed and inevitably dangerous. Memphis is all that and more... I live for the pain; it's what drives me to keep moving. But there comes a time when one has to push the demons aside in order to survive. I thought I buried them deep. I thought I was ready to finally live. Until... my brother, Alex; he throws me into the fire-right into the place I could never control myself, the one place I never want to be again. When I put my hands on people, they get hurt. Things happen that bring me back to that night. The one that will forever torment me. I'm doing fine, keeping to myself in order to ensure no one gets hurt by me. Then along comes Lyric, and all I want to do is touch her, to put my hands in places that I know will only lead to her being crushed by me. She's the rush that I crave. The darkest of poison running through my veins, killing me bit by bit; like a drug I can't get enough of even though I'm almost down to my last breath. And being around her only hurts more, but what she doesn't understand is that I welcome the pain; I get off on it, which in the end leaves me with the hardest decision of my life-one that might get us all killed...

In the night, a young boy goes missing from his bedroom. Police detective Austin Black assures desperate single mother Eva Billows that he'll find her son. He has to, so he can put to rest his own harrowing memories. With his search-and-rescue bloodhound, Justice, Austin searches every inch of Sagebrush, Texas. And when Eva insists on helping, Austin can't turn her away. Eva trusts no one, especially police, but this time, Austin--and Justice--won't let her down.

Presents philosophical and practical arguments in favor of the administration of judicial corporal punishment as a way of addressing problems in the American criminal justice system.

She belongs to my brother...I've stood back for years watching Dax repeatedly screw things up with Kennedy, as if he doesn't think anyone could ever swoop in and steal her away. Breakup after breakup, they always end up back together, even though I've always had a thing for her. I'm tired of waiting. He had his chance. I want mine.When Dixie's Alibi - her Grandmother's bar - needs a new cook for the food truck, I jump at the opportunity, despite the fact that Kennedy Ward hates me. At least, she pretends she does. We both know she secretly wants me and always has.One way or another, I will get her to finally admit it, even if it involves losing my brother. I plan to play dirty - real dirty - just like he did. This time I'm going to beat him at his own game. I wanted her first, and he knew that, but our age kept us apart. Not anymore.Now, I'm grown and ready to take what should've been mine to begin with.