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I never thought I'd see him again. We ended things on a horrible note, and it was all my fault. So when I bump into Colton at a local coffee shop, I'm convinced it's some kind of prank. But it wasn't. Colton was back in town, and he needed help. His mom was killed in a burglary gone wrong, and he's convinced there's more to the story.

Brody Kellerman has a plan. First, become the best defenseman in professional hockey. Second, get over his ex-boyfriend so he can focus on his game. Hooking up with the singer at his buddy's wedding was the perfect solution, but it was never meant to be more than a one-night stand. Seamus Murry has never planned a thing in his life, including hooking up with a smoking-hot hockey player. Being ghosted sucks, but at least one good thing came from it—the breakout hit song of the summer. Now he's one of country music's brightest stars, but one slip-up might cost him his career.

The young men in these stories are eager, willing, horny, and ready for anything. From at parties, community showers, dorm rooms, come back to the best four years of your life and hear stories of hook-ups, new love, sexual awakening, and erotic connections.

The first time I laid eyes on Amir Vasquez, he held me hostage in my dorm. I swore to myself my second year at Savage U would be different from the last. No more hiding from things that go bump in the night. I’m dating now. Making friends. Living my life. But then someone starts leaving me notes and whispering my name in the dark, scaring me right back into my shell.

Lark Levitt doesn't belong at Roosevelt College, at least in theory. Most students who attend the university come from wealthy families, and Lark is only a scholarship and a bus ride away from the trailer park where he lives. It's also a dream come true because dance is his life, and their program is one of the most prestigious in the country. But there are bumps in the road, like running into someone from his childhood.

Arrogant. Repulsive. Cocky. With an ego almost as big as his… Well, you know. There is no length he wouldn't go to score. To be in control. To win. Life is nothing but a game to him, and I've become nothing more than his little pawn. Something to toy with. To taunt. To mess with. And to hurt. The wicked smirk on his face as he helped upend my entire life is proof of that. He wants to push me to my limit until I'm begging for reprieve. For mercy. Or for more. Mateo Rojas is a force to be reckoned with. He's everything I should run from. He will be my ruin.

Bruce "Bones" Lanning and Emil Ettinger had a decent roommate arrangement at Roosevelt College, so they agree to share the same space again. Their relationship has always been ridiculous banter and competitive streaks, and they assume this year will be the same. So why are they suddenly enjoying nights holed up in their room together? Bones can't figure out why he likes being around Emil so much and why he's suddenly falling asleep in Emil's bed. And as far as Emil knows, Bones is straight, so why does he seem jealous when Emil arranges a random hookup?

A trip to the grocery store changed my life. That's where I bumped into my "straight" coworker and good friend, Jake Perez. I decided to invite him to my book club night, not realizing the chain of events that invite would kick off. Immediately our chemistry became too explosive, making our friendship and work relationship complicated. That same night, a bloody package addressed to me lands on my doorstep. Falling for Jake was never in the plans—then again neither was being targeted by a dangerous stalker. This was going to be interesting.

I'm left on this strip of sand after my second round of rehab. Father says I should rest and build my strength back, but I know better. Father is launching his campaign of hate and bigotry in a presidential bid, and I am the black hole for his reputation. And not because I'm an addict. I'm radioactive because I like kissing guys and the paparazzi love catching me in the act. I am of such little importance that nobody bothered to find me a private house on this island, and I'm forced to share one with a dangerously handsome Tiago Alvarez.

Clementine Leon's summer plans are ruined. Not only was her study abroad trip canceled at the last second, but now she's stuck in her college town. With her parents overseas, she's out of luck, and the clock's ticking. That's when Clementine's best friend agrees to let her crash at her house-until she can figure something out. Then she meets him. Arlo Santos. Almost twenty years her senior, devilishly good looking, knows how to wear a golden necklace . . . and her best friend's dad. Living under his roof for the summer just got a whole lot hotter.

Val has never considered love real. Not tangible, not attainable, nothing more than fiction. Until he came along. Dominant. Insufferable. Bossy. Pyro didn't plan to fall in love. He didn't have time to until a stubborn cupid shot into his life like an arrow soaring through the sky. Now, he wants to prove to Valentine that love is real and Pyro won't give up on him no matter what.

Since I can remember, I’ve been a pawn in someone’s game. Danger was looming but never enough to harm me. Until now. Then he came along. My new bodyguard. The only person who saw past my edges. Meanwhile, I was rooted deep in a web of deception, trying to save myself.

Cole Seeder is known only for his iron control. On the football field, he operates with cutting precision, guided by a cold heart and clear eyes. Off the field, he's sinking. A dark secret and expanding void fray his famed control. His only hope for survival is a name scribbled on a flimsy notecard. The woman who took more than just his name.

At a party on a rival college campus, I drunkenly stumble into a bathroom just as a tall, muscular man steps out of the shower...naked. Instead of fleeing, I stay put and end up having the hottest bathroom hookup with someone whose name I don’t know. Because I’m still in the closet, I don’t talk about what happened that night, glad that it was with a guy who doesn’t live in the same town. But come Monday morning, the naked man from the bathroom strolls into the locker room and locks eyes with me.

I’ve always been the brother who everyone calls the flirt. The one who isn’t too serious, the one who is a little…different. And I don’t mind that title. In fact, I use my ability to think outside of the box to help my family in their business. I’m also known as the player, although, I haven’t…suited up in a while. So maybe that’s why I’ve become completely infatuated with my old childhood friend Piper Abernathy. Just saying her name makes me itch beneath my skin. I want to know what she’s thinking, how she spends her days, and I fantasize what her hair smells like. Weird, right?

Flynn Sinclair understands pack loyalty—for years as his Alpha father’s enforcer, he has done things in the name of duty that he can’t ever forget. But the vast expanse of Alaska offers him a peace he’s never known. Alone, removed from pack life, he can focus on his research and try to forget his life before. But duty has a way of inviting itself in, and Flynn finds himself doing two reckless things in one week: leaving the safety of Alaska to save his brother Connor’s life, and unwittingly falling in love with Evie Thompson, a woman who doesn’t deserve to be drawn into his terrifying world.

My vampire boyfriend is acting strange. Is it the seven-month itch? We've passed that milestone, but maybe our relationship has become routine. My best friend thinks I should spice things up. That might be easy for a half-siren, but I'm a witch. I can master spells, not seduction. My awkward attempt proves it. I'll stick to dancing in clubs rather than my bedroom. Although Diego claims nothing's wrong with us, he's still distant. He's keeping something from me, but what? Then I learn his gorgeous ex is in Salem, and she wants him back. Vamp, please. You had your chance.

Life as a Las Vegas fake wedding coordinator has never been boring. Unfortunately for me, it just got a little too exciting...the bad kind of exciting that lands you in the emergency room. On the bright side, it was a hot paramedic who showed up to save the day. Sure, he’s a bit cocky, but it works for him. And now I can’t get him out of my mind...which was the good kind of exciting until it wasn’t. Until one date turned into a fake marriage fiasco. Now I don’t know if we’re really falling for each other or if it’s all an act.

A witch without magic. A vampire without a cause. And a mysterious death that brings them under the same roof.

A wolf shifter thinks I'm his mate. Not going to happen. I'm half-siren and all single. No way am I giving up my freedom for some delusional furball. Even if he's kind of cute. And considerate. And has warm eyes.