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Being traded from a contender to a basement dweller is bad enough, but now I'm working with the one who got away. She has an explosive secret, and I think it has something to do with me. I want to start where we left off, but she doesn't want anything to do with me. Eventually our mutual attraction steamrolls her resistance, but when her deception catches up to her and what she's been hiding is exposed, nothing will ever be the same for either of us.

I've never had a man be kind to me unless he wanted something, so when a gorgeous hockey star shows interest, I don't believe it's genuine. I was a throwaway child of a drug addict and I learned to survive in dark places. Now I'm determined to get my life on track, and I don't need complications, especially from a drop-dead gorgeous professional hockey player with delusions of rescuing me. I don't need to be rescued by him or anyone else. I'm doing it on my own.

Aidan Ward is your typical moody vampire. He's had 104 years to grow comfortable with being alone, but recently, that emptiness has become all-consuming. That is, until an outspoken and spunky human forces her way into his life. Joanna Nelson just won't seem to go away. She's everywhere he goes, but pretending she's just an annoyance is getting harder the more time they spend together.

As a single dad, my life revolves around my daughter. No complaints...until my ex-wife forces my hand over custody. I needed a cover story. In steps Katharine Morello. My best friend's sister is ready and willing to be my fake fiancee. Overnight we're engaged. A temporary arrangement. No sex. No strings attached. No complications. Easy, right? Not quite. The last few months, I've been doing dirty things to her in my imagination. But that's all they'll ever be. Fantasies. One night make-believe merges with reality. Sparks fly - and burn. Now I want her. All of her. 

Come back to Beaumont...sort of! Join Josie, Katelyn, and Jenna when they embark on a vacation, away from the glitz and glam that their lives have become. With Katelyn and Jenna living in California, and Josie in Beaumont, the daily coffee at Whimsicality has long been forgotten, while motherhood and being wives to Harrison, Jimmy, and Liam have taken over, the best friends aren't able to see each other as often as they like. After their husbands all but push them out the door, they meet up for a week of sun, relaxation, and reminiscing.

Love and happily ever after? It's not for me. I'm much happier keeping everyone at arm's length, focusing on my government cybersecurity work. Then, I push things a little too far and hack my way into trouble. When I need to lay low and stay off the radar for a bit, what better place to do so than on Oakley Island with my sisters? With limited housing options, I reluctantly agree to stay on the yacht of the very annoying Benedict King, the billionaire who has been messing—flirting?—with me since we met. I did not agree, however, to a voyage out to sea.

What happens when a smoking hot, but grouchy vet meets a sunny and sassy optimist? An opposites attract, grumpy boss, small town romance that's otterly irresistible. Broody wildlife veterinarian Griffin Foster is done. Done trying to save the world. Done getting attached. He's been fired twice for standing his ground and now he's going to be content - by God - in small-town Louisiana, in a small veterinary practice, where there will only be small problems. Quiet and boring, though? Um, no. He's been adopted by a loud, crazy Cajun family with a tiny petting zoo for him to care for.

Cage Gylden is one lucky son of a dragon. He should have died when his soul shard was stolen, but his mate saved his life. Too bad he's never met her and she's in hell. As a warrior, he will do everything in his power to defeat the Black Dragon and rescue her, whether she wants to be saved or not, even if he has to sacrifice his own life. Everyone Azynsa loves gets hurt or dies. She won't allow herself to feel for those around her, not since her father died and her mother's people came for her. These two are in for one hell of a time trying to save each other, and themselves. 

I said I’d never set foot on Oakley Island again. Not so long as he lived there. After my life implodes, I’m reconsidering everything. Including my reasons for avoiding the first—and only—man I’ve ever loved. I’m a high achiever. Driven. Maybe a little too driven. So when my boyfriend confesses to cheating and steals the promotion I’ve been working toward for years, I do the unthinkable for someone like me. I break. The timing couldn’t be better for me to fall apart. I escape to the idyllic Oakley Island and oversee the renovations on my late grandmother’s estate.

At the age of nine, I mistakenly touched someone else, giving him excruciating pain. Through that awful experience, I found out that a graze of my fingertips could torment any being with dragon blood. Because I was surrounded by them in my kingdom, my ability labelled me as cursed. I promised myself to never be shunned away again. That I had to be someone important for people to look up to. A crucial vote was coming up, and I would do anything to win it. Then I met them. Four hidrae princes, dragon-shifters of the most powerful kind, who were immune to my abilities. 

People think it’s easy being Felix Dodd III, and sure, the legacy and inheritance aren’t exactly terrible. But the name comes with so many strings; my hands feel permanently tied. Like I’m stuck following in my father’s footsteps. Like I can’t trust people’s intentions. Like my grandmother wants me settled down before my thirtieth birthday. I’ve got less than zero interest in marriage, ever since my one attempt at love crashed and burned. But Grams won’t let me access my trust until I’m engaged. Which means I need a fiancée.

When a tornado tears through her hometown of Summertown, Illinois, wreaking havoc on the people she loves, social media manager Emma Woods has no choice but to head back home from her life in the big city to help rebuild. She's determined to use her social media savvy to put Summertown back on the map in time for the annual Garden Fest with rival town Middlebrook. Summertown really needs that prize money now. And if she can avoid Matteo Rourke—the reason she left Summertown in the first place—all the better.

I never imagined I'd be working for New York's most powerful billionaire. Somehow, I landed a job as his assistant. I'm nothing like the other women he's used to—innocent, naïve, and definitely not looking for a relationship. I've been too busy raising my younger brother to care about anything else. But there's something about him I can't ignore. He's cold, ruthless, and untouchable, but when he looks at me... It's different. There's a darkness to him, a hunger. And I'm starting to crave it.

Ex-cop Maxwell Fear knows all too well what can happen to a witness of a violent crime—which is why he has no choice but to protect her. Sloane Robertson is no longer the woman he met at a dinner party, or the woman he kissed at the front door. She’s a client, a job, nothing more than a person who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong damn time.

The memory of why I jumped out of my ex-fiancé's car in a wedding dress is a bit hazy. Or maybe I was pushed. Disoriented, I stumble through the trees until exhaustion forces me to rest. Time passes in a feverish blur, but eventually, I'm discovered by a friendly dog and her unfriendly owner, Jude Powell. The gorgeous grump isn't too pleased with my disheveled appearance. That doesn't stop him from ripping my ruined dress to create a makeshift sling for my arm and taking me to the emergency room. 

Ten years ago I left my marriage and the love of my life. On paper my husband checked the boxes. 1. Devastatingly handsome. 2. Wild and carefree. 3. And a skilled lover . . . if you know what I mean. But Corjan Powell was a bad husband. We were too young to be saddled with a lifetime of resentment and regret. After a year of confrontations and no change, I didn't even give him the chance to refuse divorce papers. One disastrous fight too far, I wrote him a note and I left. "But Bree, what happened over those ten years?" you ask. Resentment. And regrets. 

It shouldn't be a surprise to Azy that her pregnancy is...different. Everything else about her has been too. A girl from Chicago who is half mermaid and mated to a dragon Wyvern? Yeah. That's not exactly the kind of life she can talk to anyone about. But she's only a few months along and already the size of a house. She'll happily let her little ones take over her entire body if it will keep them safe from the woes of the world, which not only include the dark forces of hell, but also uninvited mermaids, a whole crew of wedding planning friends, and a bizarre prophecy.

Going undercover to reveal naughty secrets was my dream job. A dangerous adventure—one that got me severely punished. He's not telling me what he plans to do with me. I should have fought him when he spanked me and then took me on my hands and knees. But I didn't, and now my only choice is total submission or face the shameful consequences I'm starting to crave. This time, I need to ignore my desire and escape. Then he tells me the only way off this island is as his wife.

They say nothing compares to the first kiss. That sentence needs to be amended. Nothing compares to the first kiss from Oliver Best. I knew at the moment our lips touched that the cocky rockstar would be forever imprinted in my mind. I also knew that loving him would be my destruction. And yet, love him I did.

My reason for hating Christmas is simple: my mom loved Christmas, and now she’s gone. My reason for hating Cooper Kellogg is also simple: he annoys the jingle out of me. The all-star, all-ego player is on the injured list, and—lucky me!—we’re assigned to work on a special project together. Between awkward team events, a Christmas escape room, and some very inconvenient mistletoe, Coop and I are getting way too close for comfort. Then we’re trapped in a blizzard overnight, and Coop’s cocky grin slips, showing the man behind the mischief.