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In the time it takes to answer a phone call, Desmond's life changes. Suddenly, he's a single parent to his nephew, living in South Carolina, and the assistant coach for the university hockey team. Life might not be great right now, but he's handling it. And things can't possibly get worse, right? Jack—the survivor of a horrific childhood—knows that things can always get worse. And right now, for him, worse is hockey. He loves the game and loves the friendships he's cultivated with his teammates, but that's where the good ends and the bad begins.

I was to wed a Lord of my parents’ choosing. Wealth can’t buy you everything, or I would have had freedom years ago. Instead, my strict parents made sure I lived a dull life in a mansion resembling a prison. But on my wedding day, I was handed over to another man—an even more ruthless Lord that my family hated. Tyson Riley Crawford only wanted me for his revenge. I’m nothing more than a debt to be paid. I didn’t have a say in the matter. So when I said my vows before the congregation, I knew I’d break them. Consequences be damned.

Carter Morgan III hates everything about South Carolina University except for one thing: hockey. As the starting netminder for the team, he lives for those moments when he can step onto the ice and between the pipes. Unfortunately, his time at school and on the team is slowly coming to an end. Although he'd love nothing more than to pursue a career in the NHL, he knows better than to get his hopes up.

When my sister moves from Chicago to Edmonton to get married, I take the opportunity to follow her. My life has become a lonely existence, only ever having time for work. The closest thing I have to a relationship is a one-sided affair with Gunner–the hottest cam boy on the app Money Shot. This move will be good. It will allow me to slow down and sort out my priorities. Maybe I’ll even have time for a real relationship with someone in person. The problem with that is, the only person to catch my eye in Canada is the commitment-phobe best man.

The infected didn't break me. They didn't capture me for experiments and use me like an object. Humanity made me into the monster I am. I'm reckless because it makes me feel alive, careless because I'm addicted to pain. And I'm dangerous because I've got nothing left to live for. Nothing, until I meet a raider who seems to see right through me…who demands I do the one thing I said I'd never do again. Let him in.

The end is near, I can feel it in my bones. Secrets are practically seeping from the seams of this fabricated society. Deceiving you with the pretty allure of all that is promised. Descending you into the inky black reality of this world’s past, present and future. If we can all survive, what kind of future awaits us. Forever servants to the tyrants that have ruled Salem for over three hundred years? What if the history books got it wrong, though? What if the past isn’t what it seems? What if it can help us rewrite the future? The casket is closing, we’re running out of time. 

He’s my ex-boyfriend’s brother, an alpha with an old-fashioned face and a rugged demeanor. I’m the omega who’s managed to get myself stranded in the middle of nowhere with him during a snowstorm. It’s fine though. It’s not like anything’s going to happen between us. We’re both adults and we have this thing called self-control. There’s nothing to worry about. Except, there’s a trickle of warmth flowing through my veins, and things are happening in my body that I can’t explain. Wait. I’m not going into heat, am I?

In a world rigidly defined by secondary genders, a political storm brews, challenging the traditional alpha-dominated order with progressive ideals. Amidst this upheaval, eight strangers unite against Cerberus, a corrupt power broker. Their mission, born from loss, forges an unexpected bond...

Straight guys don’t have crushes on other dudes, right? Except my roommate, Whit, is intriguing, and I find myself watching him constantly. He’s a mystery I can’t figure out and these feelings I’m having about him are confusing. Then, one night, I find myself wrapped around him, and after that, I can't get enough. But Whit has secrets. He doesn’t let people in, and the more I fall for him, the less I know. I can't let him go, though. Until I realize I’m going to be the one broken at the end of our story.

I definitely overestimated my own handyman skills when I bought this fixer-upper. I have to say, the view from my new place is worth it though. Especially around seven o'clock every morning when my big, furry bear of a neighbor drinks his coffee shirtless on his back porch. He's dedicated to the bear thing too. Growly, grumpy, and as it turns out, he really likes belly rubs. Am I a sucker for a touch starved grump? Yes. Am I sorry about it? Absolutely not.

I’ve always been the relationship guy. I love big, hard and fast … but unfortunately for me, that’s the quickest way to make a new romance crash and burn. Moving to Wilde’s End, our not-so-abandoned town, is exactly the fresh start I need. What’s better than a town in the middle of nowhere and long days of hard work to swear off relationships? At least that’s what I think, until I meet Ziggy.

At six foot four, muscles for days, and a take charge attitude, Duncan Hawkins is exactly my type and everything I've sworn to avoid . . . So when I find myself in trouble, why is he my first call? Mika has run before—first from trouble at home, then from an abusive ex. For the past two years...

Damien Cross treats New York City as if it’s his personal playground. He sees. He touches. He conquers. He holds the fate of my family in his hands. And makes a deal with me I can’t refuse. He’ll forgive my father’s debt if he can have something in exchange: me. I promised myself I wouldn’t get addicted, but nothing is guaranteed when you make a deal with a savage. Now this debt is my cross to bear.

NHL forward Remy Stone steps off the plane in Calgary, a newly divorced man. While he doesn't necessarily want to live in Canada, the trade offered a good excuse for a fresh start, and he means to capitalize on it. Defenseman Grayson Brody has played most of his career with Calgary, but has long fallen out of love with his team. After coming out, he has struggled with his teammates and management, and wishes he'd never done it at all.

Dante My dream of becoming a principal dancer was shattered the night I witnessed my father's murder. Now, nothing will stop me from exacting revenge on the masked figures responsible. Not even some cocky silver-haired COO of a private military company who thinks he knows what's best for me. He...

On the ice, they call me East—fast hands, sharp edges, zero hesitation. Off the ice? I keep my life simple. Hockey. Teammates. No complications I can’t skate away from. Unfortunately, I’m terrible at thinking things through—like the moment I agreed to a late-night pool bet with my teammate and accidentally ended up with a wife. Katerina Popovich isn’t the Russian ballerina I expected. She’s sharp, sarcastic, and entirely unimpressed by my NHL contract. She also happens to have a ticking visa deadline, a powerful family with opinions about her future, and zero patience for my chaos.

I caught the attention of a savage beast. My fault–ish after I crashed into Crestwood hockey team's star defenseman on my way to class. In typical Eli Holmes fashion, instead of walking away after he threw my books across the hall, I stood up to Alexei Petrov. Even sat right next to him in class, letting him know exactly what I thought of his brutish behavior. Someone should’ve reminded me not to go around poking monsters. But I’m not one to cower. Until a heated encounter leads to a steamy kiss.

The only thing Noon Waters is sure of is his undying love for his wife. When a devastating accident ripped both her and a good deal of his memories away from him, he's left to navigate a new life weighed down by grief, anger, and confusion. After stumbling upon an old receipt dated one day prior...

My path to success never included an enemy as a teammate, especially one as infuriating as Quinton de Haas. Clawing under my skin is his favorite pastime, only feeding the animosity between us as the years pass. We’re as completely opposite as two people can be; the golden boy and the black sheep. Constantly at odds or at each other’s throats. The only thing we can agree on is hockey is our true love, and we’ll do whatever it takes to come out on top. I never imagined that drive would lead me to do the unthinkable: falling into bed with my not-so-straight rival.

Trapped in nightmares from my past, the only comfort I find is in gifts from the man who killed my mother's killer—presents wrapped in a body bag and delivered to the morgue for me to examine. From the first time I saw his mark, I knew I had to keep my killer safe, had to keep his work a secret for me and me alone. Every body is a love letter, and I'm the only one who can read them.