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Being a hitman is the loneliest of jobs. We don't have many friends. Some don't even have family. Lovers? Try explaining to your boyfriend why there's blood on your shirt. Christmas is the worst time to be alone. This year, love is in the cards for me, all thanks to a letter I found in the street. It reads, "Dear Santa, all I want for Christmas is revenge…"

After hearing about a dragon ranch and monster haven out in Wyoming, I set off on a road trip with my roommates and two goals: pet a dragon and live out my cowboy riding fantasy. There's just one problem: Hopper Meadows, the monstrous owner of the Jackalope Ranch. He's got a chip on his shoulder the size of Texas and seems to have it out for me in particular. Sparks fly the moment we meet, and not the good kind.

Emery may have survived the Culling, but now she's on the run. Forced to find her way in a world of magic behind the wards of New Orleans, Emery struggles to accept her newfound identity as a witch and a mother. Her coven is demanding that she choose between the magic she's always wanted and the child she already loves. Will Emery find the strength to fight for what matters most?

Dr. Tage Bentley has dedicated his life to helping others, from his design of a blood substitute, which has helped both vampires and humans alike, to his fight to eradicate human disease. Care giving is hardwired into him, and there is one thing he longs to care for above all else—a special boy of his own.

Sometimes, all it takes is a single moment to realize you're needed somewhere, and in that moment, your entire life changes. Felton has so many broken pieces that he can barely breathe. But that's okay. I'm going to show this man what love is. If he doesn't have the capacity to protect himself, I'll do it for him. The abuse ends now.

I was determined to fulfill my best friend's dying wish: see the lost Moriarty paintings in person. With two Moriartys in hand, I tracked down the final painting—and walked straight into a trap. Caleb Forrester, a Marvel detective working a case, was also caught. He was broody, quiet, and the exact distraction I couldn't afford. Caleb's arrival unveiled a centuries-old mystery promising to destroy the world. Cults, stolen paintings, secrets, and a thirst for him I can't deny . . . the mission might be the least dangerous part.

As a lieutenant at the Fool's Pass Fire Department and a single father, Easton Kooper's life revolves around his children. When he receives an urgent call from his son's doctor, it upends Easton's world. With no idea of what to do or where to turn, he's never felt more lost. And then in walks the answer he didn't know he needed: a gorgeous fae with an angelic smile, bearing grand promises to turn the Kooper family's life right side up again.

Even a gay athlete has an appearance to uphold. There are a handful out in every sport and while every trashy magazine wants to get the scoop on what the gays are up to, looking for a scandal and a way to ruin us, every one of us is constantly on our best behavior. Acting a certain way, dressing a certain way, speaking a certain way. If the world knew the real me, it'd shudder. Lace. Pearls. Dresses. Collars. All I want is to be someone's pretty little doll that they dress up and tell me how pretty I am. I want to be loved for the real me, not the image I'm forced to show to the world.

With the birth of their daughter, a new era is ushered in for the supernatural world, but not everyone is prepared to accept the terms. Archaic beliefs threaten to derail everything they've fought to protect. War looms on all sides as Sloane's army grows in ways they never could have imagined. In order to take on her sister, Emery must learn to embrace the darkness she's come to fear, even if the price could be her soul. With their enemies closing in and the fates demanding action, August and Emery must choose between the bond they share and the kingdom they've sworn to protect.

When amateur chef Ryan Tate earns a spot on the cooking competition show, The Heat, he drops everything and heads west. His grandma needs to revamp her restaurant and he's confident he has what it takes to win the prize money to make that happen. Little does he know, the one that got away could be the one to ruin his chances.

Rahil Zaman has good reason to keep his distance from the world—and his fangs are only part of that. He hides in his home, acquiring blood through the risky one-night stands he finds on hunter-infested hookup apps. After one such fling turns sour, Rahil ends up trapped in the work shed of the one match he wishes would respond to his flirtations. Finding the hot twink he'd been ghosting inside his work shed was not on Mercer Bloncourt's agenda. But Rahil is not the only intruding presence in Mercer's life.

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.

This wasn't supposed to happen to me. I'm supposed to be at the top of my career. Untouchable. Worshiped. Finally proving to all the jerks in my life that I made it. I'm at the top. Then a video that shouldn't exist leaks and everything comes crashing down. I'm about to lose it all and I can't seem to get out of my own way. My agent banishes me to a place that technology can't touch while he tries to salvage my career.

I used to loathe Crawford Cross. He was the most infuriating, cocky guy at Lake City high. And now? Now he's the guy I'm hopelessly in love with. Even after he broke my heart. He's still cocky, but he's also sweet, funny, and loving. My mom says time will heal my wound. I'll move on. But there's no getting over Ford. This year is unlike any other. It's my senior year, and I'm going to make every moment matter, and that includes being with Ford.

One bullet. One dead man. And now my wreck of a life is spiraling out of control. The bastard deserved it, but I'm just a regular guy. I botched the escape, and since I killed him while wearing a Santa costume, they call me the Festive Fugitive. Cute. Too bad I'll be spending Christmas behind bars or in a body bag. Then he appears. Cesar. My dark salvation. A trained killer who looks at me as if I'm his personal miracle. I killed his boss, yet he says I did him a favor. He wants to protect me, claim me, cage me in his arms, and God help me… I let him.

When you fight for so long, sometimes it's just easier to give in. I want to give in to the god before me. Sent to me from the heavens, Owen is the very definition of divine perfection. But he doesn't know my truth. If he did, he'd know that I don't belong in his world. The shame of seeing the disgust on his face when he figures it out keeps me running from him. Even though fate or destiny or something cruel keeps throwing us together. Maybe he's the motivation I need to get my shit in order. But can I do it before he figures out I'm nothing but a street rat?

No romantic story has ever lived up to Dr. Clementine Hughes's reality but at least he has his two-million-word fanfic and a prestigious research position at Vitalis-Barron Pharmaceuticals, where their benefits are superb and their experimentation on vampires highly unethical. When a mysterious accident turns Clementine into a vampire, his growing thirst forces him to the streets to hunt.

There was only one reason the bond would choose Emery Montgomery. Her twin was dead. As soon as the silver band of the Culling appeared on her wrist, binding her to the vampire prince himself, her world turned upside down. Forced to compete for the heart of her enemy in an archaic version of The Bachelor, Emery had only three things on her mind: Keep her witch heritage a secret, find her sister's murderer, and above all, don't fall for the sinfully handsome prince.

All I've ever wanted was to protect the people I love. That's why I joined the military's Elite Specimen Containment Unit. When I learned they were experimenting on sentient monsters, however, everything changed. Now, I have a new mission: protect a scaly winged monster named Bud and escort him to somewhere he'll be safe from my superiors.

Denver is used to being tough and taking charge. As a police officer, it's necessary for survival. But he has a deep desire for someone to take care of him - to allow him to relax and embrace his little side. It's a desire he's never expressed or experienced, and at 53, Denver's afraid that he's missed his chance. He worries that no one would want a six-foot-two, burly, gray-haired boy. But fate has a surprise in store.