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The veil of safety protecting Lorna Murray’s life has been ripped away. Can Reid Murray convince her that despite the lingering darkness, the sun will rise again?

The No.1 Sunday Times bestselling sensation When the Moon Hatched continues with the second book in The Moonfall Series, The Ballad of Falling Dragons… Raeve’s thirst for vengeance continues to burn, as does her love for Kaan Vaegor – a staunch beacon from a past she’s yet to face. With...

I didn't mean to roast Gio Montagalo, goalie and crown jewel of The Houston Baddies hockey team. Honestly, I was screaming at the television in a sports bar like any self-respecting sports junkie! So when his sister sidles up on the stool beside me, laughing at my commentary, I figured I'd made...

"This is supposed to be the happily ever after part." Cade and Silas overcame so much to fall in love. Two emotionally stunted guys still struggling with the effects of their crappy upbringings aren't exactly the foundation for a healthy relationship. Not to mention, their hometown in rural...

Nothing prepared me on how to survive falling in love. New day. New feelings. New threats. I've survived in this post apocalyptic wasteland alone since I was twelve. Never knowing intimacy or love. Until Rex awoke feelings in me I don't understand. The brash, controlling man is my first everything. Yet I remain defiant, clinging to my independence, even if I'm possessive of him. But when sickness strikes him down, fear of losing him consumes me. Though I don't understand how to love, I'll shield him with everything I am. Or die trying.

I wasn’t a keeper. After too many guys treated me like a pit stop, my heart officially went on strike. Getting traded to the Buffalo Warriors was my chance to reset, play hockey, and keep things simple. I was doing great until I ran into a stunning, sharp-tongued lacrosse player outside a bathroom in a bar and forgot how to breathe. Guarded, gorgeous, and entirely unavailable, Luca is everything I shouldn't want. So I offer him the only thing my heart can survive, strictly casual. Two jocks letting off steam.

Forty years ago, on a sweltering summer evening in southern Ohio, seven-year-old Michael Adkins vanished into thin air. Two years later, in the dead of winter, his case long gone cold, Michael's remains were found in a well-searched area, just one hundred yards from where he disappeared. The discovery provided no answers, only more questions. Last week, Michael's now elderly mother walked into Detective Jake Cashen's office with a tantalizing clue that just arrived on her doorstep. A handwritten letter filled with chilling details only someone close to the decades-old crime could know.

Courtney Williams wanted forever. She got six years of empty promises, a divorce, and a well-deserved settlement that’s paid her way to Manhattan. She has a new home under renovation, a new job, and a do-over as a happy “single in the city” - until she meets an architect with designs on more than her beams. He’s also a devoted single dad, a great cook, and has dark lashes to die for. Too good to be true. Now all Courtney can do is whisper, Oh no, not again.

I'm crazy, deranged, and psychotic. I'm out of my mind and my life isn't even mine half the time. Having Dissociative Identity Disorder, it's an accurate assumption. Born an MC brat, my only dream is to wear the colors of my father's club, The Shadow Keepers. To feel the weight of the warm leather press across my back, and to be a part of something with purpose. It wasn't until the last drop of blood dripped from my fingertips and the gun smoke faded into the night sky that I realized what was really important to me. Him. In a blink of an eye, I lost it all. I lost him.

Sebbie Life's pretty good. I love my job, I feed the crows in my yard, and I have some awesome friends. Sure, I was kidnapped by a cult recently, but my friends rescued me, so no harm done. And, okay, people do tend to die around me, but I work in a hospital. That's normal… right? Death isn't...

Theodora Morgan is fashion royalty. Founder of a wildly popular online shopping service, she is one of the most successful businesswomen in the world, although she prefers to keep a low profile, especially in recent months. It was a year ago when the unthinkable struck her family: her husband, industry mogul Matthieu Pasquier, and their son were kidnapped and held for ransom—a nightmare that ended in tragedy. The case has gone cold, despite evidence linking the crime to Matthieu’s Russian competitors. Theo has reluctantly gone back to work running her company. 

Kirby “Packy” Paquette used to be my teammate, roommate, and best friend. But everything fell apart when he slept with my ex-girlfriend. Just as we were about to start our professional hockey careers, our friendship exploded into bitter fights, damaged reputations, and a seven-year rivalry.

Jace Ryan is such a cliché. The star baseball player who can get any girl he wants. He's also a close-minded jerk who can't seem to understand why a guy would want to wear makeup. He won't leave me alone, claiming that what I choose to wear is distracting, that I'm a freak for being different. His bullying is annoying, and yeah, I might have been afraid once, but I won't let it get to me. I won't change who I am for anyone. And despite what he might say in front of his friends, Jace doesn't actually seem to hate me as much as he claims. Especially when we're alone, and I'm on my knees for him.

What's worse than having Rider Kingston, the star quarterback, give you the big brushoff because he doesn't want to get serious? You'd probably think living across the street from him where you get a firsthand view of his hookups, right? That's what I thought. Until someone drops off a baby with a note pinned to her blanket that says one of those jocks - either Rider or one of his roommates - is the father. The problem? Baby mama doesn't mention which of these numbskulls is the sperm donor. I wouldn't care about their paternity problems - except my brother lives there too.

Angels, demons, hellhounds, Nephilim, and a whole host of other non-mortals—my pack of adopted hellhound sons sure knows how to pick a place. And yet somehow, the most interesting one of all is the sad, quiet human who's become friends with the pack. Helping people heal and learn to trust is a specialty of mine, but I don't see Josh as someone to adopt—my hellhound sees him as a mate. The problem? Josh doesn't believe in anything supernatural.

What do a mercenary and a mortician have in common? Dead. Freaking. Bodies. Callum Walker kills people for a living. Although he doesn't get a say in who his boss puts on his list, he likes to hunt people who hurt children in his spare time. After a misunderstanding that leads Callum to believe...

Twenty-seven-year-old Farrow Keene lives by his actions, and his actions say he's the best at whatever he does. As a 24/7 bodyguard and the new boyfriend to Maximoff Hale, protecting the headstrong, alpha billionaire has never been more complicated. And one rule can't be bent: Keep your relationship secret from the public. Farrow is confident he's the best man for the job. But a twist in Maximoff's fast-paced life sticks them with the rest of Security Force Omega and their clients. On the road. In a sleeper tour bus. For four rocky months.

Escape to sunshine in this sparkling summertime romance, perfect for fans of Christina Lauren and Abby Jimenez. What happens in Ibiza . . . could change everything I've spent years stuck behind a desk, always doing the practical, predictable thing. But when my sister's untimely death leaves me...

Daniel: I suck at relationships and don't trust anyone, but there are reasons for that. For one thing, every person I've ever cared about has let me down. The only recent exception: O'Leary's town veterinarian...my new best friend. I came to O'Leary for a fresh start. To pare things down to essentials. To forget about the failures in my past. The last thing I need is complications, and most definitely not a boyfriend.

Neil Josten is out of time. He knew when he came to PSU he wouldn't survive the year, but with his death right around the corner he's got more reasons than ever to live. Befriending the Foxes was inadvisable. Kissing one is unthinkable. Neil should know better than to get involved with anyone this close to the end, but Andrew's never been the easiest person to walk away from. If they both say it doesn't mean anything, maybe Neil won't regret losing it, but the one person Neil can't lie to is himself.