FrankLife hates me. It’s punched me down so many times, I’ve lost count of the hits I’ve taken. But there’s always a final blow. The one that beats you up so f*cking bad, you’re barely recognizable.  I lost my will to fight back when I lost my fiancé.She was my greatest distraction. Her honeysuckle scent and addicting laugh were my sunshine. I was blinded by her charm and wasn’t ready for the sucker punch to my life. Love is the one thing I hate.Until Isabella comes along…her stubborn attitude and feisty passion have set my life on fire and brought warmth to my cold heart. She’s got me doing things I vowed I never would again. I’m not strong enough to handle her, but damn I want to try with all that I am.IsabellaLove is the one thing I love.  I adore it and work with those committed to the idea of it. My life is beyond busy, leaving no time for a love of my own. Why do I need my own when I get to experience it every day without the heartbreak, dishonesty, and hidden truths that are inevitable by those who don’t believe? But there is something about Frank. The broken heart he keeps buried inside him distracts me. For once, I want to fall deeply into that feeling I usually run from, but he won’t let me in. I’ve done everything I can to push through the walls he’s built, but I’m not strong enough. He’ll find out how pushy I can be!Can love give us the strength to transform our pain into forever together?

'Ride or Die' is the bull rider's motto.Neither is easy when you only have 8 seconds to decide your fate. I've learned my life's lessons from hard living and poor decisions, but all that has given me is a lonely life.I should have died a thousand deaths on that one-ton bull. He's cheated me twice. I'm too old for this sport. It's beaten my body up, but I refuse to let it spit me out.One early morning phone call is all it took to scare me. Now my son needs a better life, and I'll ride until I make it happen, or die trying.A day of reckoning is coming—I know it.I hope I survive it.

He's an Enigma, like an unsolved mystery or a puzzle missing the final piece. How did he become this way? Well, that's the part that gets complicated.Kol -I'm a foster kid raised by greed and child abuse. I fought my way out of the system, literally.  My bloody knuckles and bruised ribs have made me the man I am today: one angry, distrusting a$$hole.I keep my thoughts and my words to myself, and my women to the barest of minimums. Don't get me wrong. I could have any woman I wanted, but I don't want just any of them.I want her. Jade. She looks like Barbie but fights like Brutus.She drives me crazy with her sassy mouth and constant want to discuss my "feelings".That damn stubborn streak of hers is going to be the end of me.Jade –I'm a foster system reject, but I refuse to let it hold me back. I know what I want in life and how to get it, but some men think a female fighter is a distraction to the real MMA fighting that men do. I'm not going to let anyone get in the way of living my dreams.So when I have to beat a fighter just to join an exclusive MMA training center, I choose him. The Enigma. One trip and I fall in love.I see the lover I need inside the fighter I want, but his past keeps his heart caged and untrusting.When life starts to crumble down around us, a cowardly shadow of the man I admire takes over.Will Kol and Jade fight to keep their love alive?  Or does one slip of the tongue break their trust forever? What happens when the fight is over, but no one wins?

I’m Dante. My brothers and I own The Glass Stripper, the hottest new strip club in Miami. I’m the baby of the brothers, “the jokester”, the one that is the tease…unless you’re in my bed, where I’ll make your hottest nights a reality.The only serious side to me is my work. I’m the money man, or in official terms here in the club, the Hotty CFO. I like to train my women to please me, telling them what to do and how to give me what I want.Until Ava comes along. Suddenly, I’m an ass and all of my tears of laughter have turned into a torrential downpour of emotion on her part. She thinks I’m a bully. She’s got me all turned around, upside down, and sideways in my thinking like I’m hanging on a string that swings back and forth like a pendulum.Love? I don’t fall in love. I’m leaving that emotion to my older brothers. I fall in lust – every day! I’m not a white picket fence kind of guy. I’m too young for that. Or am I?

My name is Thiago. It means ‘sex God’ in Portuguese, and my brothers and I own The Glass Stripper, the hottest strip club in Miami. Rumor has it that my voice melts panties, and when I want you, I’m brazen enough to take you. Even if that means you’re blindfolded and unaware.Yes, that’s how I tasted her for the first time. Brooke was blindfolded and I gave her the pleasure she was seeking in my club…she just didn’t know it was me. You see, her dad’s company supplies some of the liquor for my club. I’d never crossed the lines of business and pleasure before, but when she stretched her long legs out in my office and proceeded to tell me what was wrong with my club, I knew she had to be mine-- by any means necessary.

I’m Mateo. My brothers and I own The Glass Stripper, the hottest new club in Miami. I’m the middle brother, the one everyone ignores…until there’s a problem. Let me start off by saying that it f*cking sucks being a nice guy, especially in a strip joint.Apparently all I’m good for is solving problems, adjusting g-strings to hold more cash, and signing time cards to get paid.That’s okay…I prefer my women less…stripper-ish. But how the hell do you find that in a place where sex sells, money talks, and love doesn’t exist.Well, you hire Cassee. She walks in with her dark curls bouncing, her long sexy legs gliding up the stairs, and a southern accent that’s hotter than the tropical air outside. She’s fresh out of fashion school and in need of a job. She specializes in all things S-E-X-Y. She isn’t sure if Miami is where she wants to be, but I need her here and I’m damn sure going to help her realize it.