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Never try crossing a line that you're not willing to let your heart cross first. Robyn McClone wasn't ready to throw in the towel. Her career stagnant, her love life non-existent, she needed to rejuvenate and what better way or place than a month long vacation at a nudist resort, especially if it on a tropical island where no one knows who you are. It's not as if she'd lose her heart while there. Aiden Porter lost more than any man on the island. A part of him lay on the bottom of the ocean, his soul right there with it. A huge chip on his shoulder, his business defunct, the accident ...

Cage Wilson desires buried treasure. It's in his blood...and, he does not want to disappoint the family. But, the best treasure doesn't lie on a sea bed, it lay on golden sands, untouchable, unreachable, and probably a bad idea. Should he go after her? Could she be worth the risk? His brother thinks him a damned fool to care, but how can a man ignore a goddess worth more than all the gold in the world? How can he turn a blind eye when her 'husband' does something terrible to her? She may be young and way out of his league, but there's a kind of insanity driving him to pursue her; an ...

Eli Wayne has a damn good career. Most don't even know who he is. Now, that me-myself-and I world is requiring he head off to an Indian jungle to save a few ungrateful primates from extinction. Sure, he can do it with his eyes closed. He knows the codes like the back of his hands. DNA strands with slight mutation are fixable, if smart enough to know where to look Nevertheless, divorced, looking for that one reason to care, he does not seem to have the drive anymore. He'll do it. His drive is simply gone. He doesn't need the money, either. When he meets a woman in a French airport and he ...

Yes, I know. It's supposed to be the other way around. I'm supposed to have a few screws loose in the head. And, perhaps I do. After all, divorce can really eat at a guy. Plus, I'm with a certifiable lunatic. Seriously! No joke. She's a pathological lying lunatic. Yes, she saved my house from burning down, and she's a damn good electrician, fixing the fried outlet. She's also as hot as Hell. I can take her anywhere and be proud of the fact she's on my arm. I even took her to Easter Sunday dinner, just to save face. Okay, backtrack. Did you read the part of her being a lunatic? Did I also ...

Chance Belany knows the rules. He's been through this contest before. It wasn't until ten years ago, when he stood beside Celeste Rosenthal's casket, that he guessed he'd made a huge mistake. Rules were meant to be broken, and he'd fallen for the wrong sister. Ten years later, he can't get Taylor Rosenthal out of his thoughts. If they'd met first, he wouldn't have gone through a life a regrets and remorse. Taylor Rosenthal has hated Chance for far too long-enough, that it has ate a huge hole into her soul. Perhaps this will be her one and only opportunity to prove herself to him. A sled dog...

Benton Forge's drive started out as the ultimate find for a diver; the ultimate test of strength, mental and physical stamina, and a will to survive. Every diver knows mysterious water can hide the unknown. All Benton has to do is look at his body to remember even the loss of limb won't stop him this time. A smile that never changes from one man to the next... He has to find her before someone else can. He never thought the moment he set his cold fingers to her stone lips he would pay the ultimate price every man must to obtain lost love. One lifetime to the next, Benton can't stop ...

A comet fell from the sky, eliminating the good of humanity, and leaving the bad. None were warned. Clay sure as hell wasn't, and he's just trying to survive this Hell, same as the rest are. He can't recall anything beyond the last three years. His brothers aren't helping and have become a real pain in his ass. And Censor? She needs to die. That is the most he knows. The remaining humans haven't even tried to rid the planet of her scourge. Clay, however, has a plan. Do plans ever work? The inhuman aren't supposed to mingle with other inhuman. Caught, tossed into a human prison, bars sealed ...

Cory They somehow forgot about me. I guess I shouldn't be concerned. I knew them, and they always overlooked anything that was inevitable. Yes, that comet hit Earth, and yes, things changed here. I was to be a significant part of those changes. I'm not. None of the travelers thought things would get so bad, that Earthlings would become our enemies. But did they really have to treat me like I was stupid? I'm one of them. You see, I had a plan from the very beginning. I was going to follow Cash in search of Clay. That was all. Then, I was going to go back home, back to my realm; back to my ...

It wasn't every day that Lotus Morgan punched a man in the face, but her 'husband' more than deserved her right hook. After all, he'd cheated on her, created a kid with another woman, months before their elaborate wedding, and somehow had gotten it to look as if she'd deserved Karma's bitch slap. But finding a baby, along with a handwritten suicide note ,and this on the very same night she'd called her marriage 'quits'?Yeah, I guess you could say things went a bit south after that.The infant wasn't hers. Still, she was going to keep him. Her sister, Lena, thought her a fool to even consider...

Sasha Presatto can't accept alien life forms falling from the sky and messing up her night as normal. Still, her equipment is covered in a strange substance, and there has to be an explanation to what just happened: what this is, exactly. It burns skin, melts rubber, and has the horrendous stench of death. This stuff showed up from out of nowhere. Brent can't be the only one to agree that something odd fell from the night sky; something that is not human. Green slime, and now a strange disc found in the middle of the cornfield? And the nightmares that won't stop? And what of Sasha's mother ...

Olla has a serial killer This killer has made a list, and those names correspond to the bodies Lana Blain has been hired to investigate. Chief Woodley doesn't care that people are dying in his town. Small-minded Olla doesn't care they're losing folks under bad circumstances. When a ghost from Lana's past shows up, things get far more complicated for her. She can't be Olla's forensic pathologist--do her job to the best of her abilities--if Agent Clayton Stanton is hanging around and asking questions she doesn't want to answer. Small-minded Olla threw Clayton out, and they most likely wagered...