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Kira Webb was one of the strongest women I knew—she just didn’t realize it yet. She calls me Viking, and she’s not wrong. I’m rough around the edges and work as hard as I play. What she’s going to find out is that I love even harder. I knew from the moment I met her she was made for me. The problem? My Kira is stubborn and she takes her job very seriously. We both want to prove ourselves and make the new Brothers Three Taproom a success. I’m the brew master, hired for my out of the box thinking and creative hard cider formulas.

I hate Christmas. For years, I've avoided the holiday entirely. Until Kandy Kane enters my life - the same seductive mystery woman I danced with at a club last night. When she shows up at my company the next day as our Christmas party planner, she's desperate for help with her little problem. My hot elf in striped tights needs a last-minute Santa. And I need her. In every way possible. And this time, she's not going to run.

I was pulled into the Locke life when my roommate got involved with one of the dangerous brothers. I should have left, should have minded my own business, but the attraction I feel for Ace is stronger than I can ignore. I can feel the way he watches me. The ownership I feel from him, the possessiveness and obsession, lets me know he wants me too. But common sense tells me I don’t want this in my life, don’t want to let a Locke brother mark me as his. But that reality isn’t what my heart wants, isn’t what my body craves.

Joao and Stefania's story.

When Samantha Stone hears that the popular rock band Crushing Stones, created by her childhood sweetheart, is headlining at a new dance club nearby, she considers it fate. She’s waited seven years to get answers. Why had he deserted her without even saying good-bye? Jonah “Cash” Carter has scanned the throngs of fans for years looking for her. Waiting. When he spots Sami in the crowd, he freezes mid-song. He’d named his band for a reason, and tonight would be the night he finally got to crush a Stone.

A hot night in Vegas is just what the rockstar ordered…until someone ends up married.

Michael Shawcross is living the dream, opening up for his idols, Oblivion, on his band Warning Sign’s first tour. Until an overzealous fan goes too far and his hard-partying ways catch up to him in the form of an ultimatum from his manager, Lila Crandall.

Juliet Reece grew up in the shadow of her seemingly perfect older sister, Margo Reece. While Juliet's wealthy, blue-blood parents dealt with infidelity, Juliet fought for normalcy. Now she's the bassist in Warning Sign, a band on the rise, and she finally feels like she's making space for herself in the world. It's her time to shine, and she's ready to have fun and focus on her career. Until Randy "Sparks" Pruitt nearly blows up her life. Literally. She can't stand the guy. She definitely hasn't fantasized about gripping a handful of his hair and - no. Not happening.

Love can overcome any obstacle. I hope so because choosing to be together will take an act of complete faith, something I’ve never been capable of before Mallory. But now that I’ve tasted heaven I have no intention of letting her go. The last three months were the best of my life and now our time together is over too soon. Selfishly, I need more. I want all of her, which is more than she can give with the distance that divides us.

They’re not quite enemies, and not really friends. More like frustrated balls of sexual tension, Lance Gibson drives Mariah Malarkey absolutely crazy. He uses her office like a phone booth, and takes cupcakes from the corner of her desk like she baked them just for him. She didn’t. Maybe she knew the history teacher happened to love peanut butter icing, but that was purely a coincidence. Mariah has a way of getting under Lance’s skin, too. She calls him out on his crap, spoils him even if inadvertently, and, seeing the librarian in skirts, drives him wild. She won’t give in.

Inside the Octagon, I have no fear. I'm at home, in my element, inflicting pain onto men trained to hurt me just as badly. Making them submit, knocking them out, maiming them, because it's them or me. And I choose them.

An escape. I'll call it what it is. But there are worse places to spend the next three months than in paradise. A fresh start without the chill of Colorado or cheating exes is exactly what I need. No one is going to ruin this for me, especially not gorgeous playboys. That is until I decide to throw caution to the wind and fall right into Evan Ashford's bed. Unlike him, I can't separate my heart from my head, so I get out before I get hurt. Again. I thought I left my broken heart on the mainland, but now I'm starting to wonder if Evan can heal it.

Waking up next to my best friend? No big deal. Only our clothes are MIA. And his ring is on my finger. I didn't just sleep with my best friend. I married him. Post-breakup, I'm ready to console myself with books and ice cream. My best friend has other ideas. According to Griff, there's only one real way to get over someone: get under someone else. We've been friends since third grade. He's, ahem, experienced. I trust him. We go out. Drink. Dance. Kiss.

Braking too fast when it’s snowing? Bad. Crashing your new sports car? Worse. Kissing a beautiful stranger with lips that taste like vanilla who flees without sharing her digits...or even her name? Worst of all. But I was determined not to leave small town Crescent Cove before Christmas without finding my gorgeous mysterious woman. And I succeeded. I just didn’t expect our night of cider-scented passion - hey, we visited the holiday festival first - to lead to a gift that will keep on giving forever. Now I have to convince her to take a chance on me, no matter the odds...

Oblivion lead singer Simon Kagan is used to being in the spotlight for his model good looks and his voice, not because of the epic ending to Oblivion's last show on their home turf in California. That unforgettable night rocked Oblivion in more ways than one, and now the journey back seems almost impossible. The only bright spot is Margo. Margo, the one woman he'd been sure would never be more than a hot ride in the dark. Margo, who would never be his. Except she is, for now.

Sexy hockey sensation Tyler Brooks has wagered he can turn any fling into a fiancé before the season's end. Joke’s on him. The man’s about to be body-checked by reality. What he doesn’t know is that he’s the main character in my icy exposé on how to resist men exactly like him. All in the name of investigative journalism. Think of my not-so-undercover power play, to infiltrate the world of the city's most charming and puckish hockey heartthrob, as a public service. With steamy perks. Yet as our game intensifies, so does the tension between us.

I’ll do anything for the cookie. I’m used to playing the field. But specialty baker Tabitha wrapped me up in her the first time I tasted her...frosting. Suddenly I’m offering my services in any way I can. Need help babysitting your new puppy? Check. Bakery invaded by a rogue duck? Check. Missed dinner and want takeout? Check. Except that late at night after I’m done with patrol, we fall into bed. And onto the kitchen counter. And into the shower. Turns out that whole protect-and-serve thing apparently doesn’t extend to birth control.

This set includes the three first volume of the Age of Night series, Kitty Cat, Pretty Kitten, and Catnip. Kitty Cat - Aisling has every reason in the world to like her life as it is: away from the shifter community. Tucked in her little corner of the world, she sees no reason to gets involved in the drama of the ever warring packs, until trouble knocks at her door. Trouble wrapped in a delicious package her cat wants to claw.

Cross Jacobs was a screw-up. Everyone knew it, especially him, and the point was hammered home when Kallie Welch drove herself right out of his life. But she’s back. Seeing Cross wasn’t on Kallie’s to-do list. She didn’t think she could avoid him forever, but trying never hurt anyone. One minute she’s standing by herself, and the next she’s accosted by a rich, velvety scent that could belong to only one man: Cross. At face value, he’s divine. All rugged and confident, with a smile that melts her right where she’s standing.

Rhys: I’m an addict. I’ve been abused, and I’ve been the abuser. My entire life has been a blur, filled with misery and anguish. I’m trying my best to stay clean and lucid even when my world feels dark. Now, I have to stay away from the woman who makes everything murky and complicated. Blair: I’ve always been a toy for others to use. A spoiled, broken girl who’s never been seen because no one ever tried. He sees me though. Holding up a mirror and showing me exactly who I am with absolute clarity. Is that a good thing? I’m not sure.

Run, he whispered in my ear. While you still can. I walked into a club called Ruin and found it - and him - when he bent me over the piano he was playing. I did as he said, but not until after he’d decimated me in the filthiest way possible. I loved every second. That one, and the ones that came years later. When he sang with me against his will, although the words burned and the scar tissue left him raw. But someone is watching us. And our stalker isn’t content to stay on the sidelines any longer. The curtain is about to rise. Win, lose...or die.