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I've hated Landen Hollis for the past eleven years. It's no secret to anyone around us that I don't like him, but no one knows why. I can't tell them or I'd risk my pro barrel racing career that I love. Being at the top of my game and on the way to winning it all, he's the last person I need interfering. It's bad enough that he's one of my trainers and unavoidable, but he relentlessly seeks me out and pushes my buttons.

Relocating with her 5-year-old son to a new city after an ugly divorce, Melissa Burke isn’t looking for a new relationship right away—only distance from her ex, and space to rest and heal from the emotional scars of a broken marriage. But an unexpected relationship is exactly what she finds at a friend’s dinner party when she meets Thomas Danver, a charming widower who asks for her number at the end of the night. Intrigued, Melissa learns from her neighbors that Thomas is a dedicated father of two girls, one of the most respected pediatricians in the city—and an exonerated murderer.

Cashel Blackthorne has been my kidnapper, my tormentor, my protector, and my lover. Now he's shattered us beyond repair. He sacrificed his freedom to give me mine, only to have our bond completely broken. I lost him just when I truly found him. I need to bring him back to me, to save him from the fate he set for himself, and most of all, to find a cure. Since all this began, I've been their prey, but the tables have turned, and this time, I'm the hunter. The Blackthorne vampires won't take anything from me again.

Cashel Blackthorne took me captive. I hated him. I wanted him. I fell for him. Then everything I knew changed. I got away from the Blackthorne vampires, but they still want my blood. Living a nomadic life with a band of hunters, I learned how to fight and how to defend myself. Now, I'm torn between the deep feelings I've developed for my captor and the new attraction I have for Logan, the rugged hunter who came for me. Cashel Blackthorne may have taken my heart, but he also taught me a lesson.... Never trust a vampire.

She's always been his safe place to land. Jensen has shared a special bond with Tuck for as long as she can remember, their friendship a language that never needed words. But as life threw her one curveball after another, that secret language turned to stony silence. He's always been her protector. Tuck has looked out for Jensen since the day she was born. As his best friend's little sister, he's tried to keep her firmly in the family category. But she's always been more.

About last night.... I could blame the bourbon. I could say I let things get out of hand, that I should have never called you, but I'm done lying to myself - to you. I know what you're going to say. You're not very good at keeping your opinions to yourself, but this can't happen. It's inappropriate, at best. I'm your boss. Not to mention, you're clearly still hung up on him. I'm not a consolation prize.

There's rich. Then there's the Ellsworth family. The Kensingtons. American royalty. Money buys power, and power always has a price. The fear of those who already possess both? Losing it. The best way to ensure keeping it? Alliances. And elites don't marry down—they marry equal. For Scarlett Ellsworth and Crew Kensington, that leaves one option: each other. Accepting that inevitability is very different from embracing it. That's the only thing they agree upon. It was meant to be a union for better and for business.

He ruined a lifelong friendship the night he kissed me. I spent the next three years avoiding him. Well . . . I tried at least. With my dad being a member of the Cerberus MC and his dad married to one of the members it was virtually impossible. Just like it was impossible to keep from watching his mouth when he spoke. The same went for staring at his hands and remembering how they felt on my skin that night. Senior year of college, after years of keeping our distance, we ended up in the same dorm room. Avoiding him now is no longer an option.

I'm devastated when I learn of the secrets he's been keeping for two decades from a source other than him. I don't know how I'll ever trust him again. But I'm keeping a secret of my own. One he deserves to know.

I thought the final score ended in a tie where we both lost, but maybe there's hope to put a little more time on the clock.

Fake relationships have no place in an adult's life. Until they do. It was one kiss. One trick to convince her ex she's in a happy relationship. One kiss is all it took. Captivated isn't a strong enough word. Haunted is a little closer. Obsessed fits the bill. I'm obsessed with Reagan Dunn. Only Reagan isn't looking for that happy relationship. Until she needs me to pretend again. Pretending is perfect. Pretending gets me closer. It gives me the opportunity to prove that we are the perfect combination.

Good things don’t happen to a woman like Evelyn Fisher. In a few short years, she’s experienced a lifetime of disappointment. But her latest setback has proven to be a bigger debacle than she ever imagined. Malcolm Westwood wouldn’t know hardship if it smacked him in the face. The heir to his family’s business and massive fortune, he’s lived a good life. Maybe a little too good. And that’s why it’s all on the line.

Dorian Gray’s painting was never in the vault of the library. We currently have no idea where it is and the only person who can track it is probably being held hostage in a storage yard with all kinds of cursed objects. Balthazar’s dick is still cursed and there’s no easy way to remove it. I already made it worse once. I hope it doesn’t fall off this time. I was totally against marrying Reyson when he woke up and announced I would be his new wife, but my resolve on that is starting to weaken. I’m starting to care for the damned god.

I've been many things in my life. A liar. A cheater. A thief. And I've never had a problem with any of it. I knew my path, knew which direction I was heading when it was all over—straight to Satan's lair. I accepted it, reveled in it, and always asked for more. Nothing would change me, no one could sway me. Or so I thought. I knew I was a monster. I just don't know how to convince Cara Gibson that I'm her monster.

He’s a single dad and my new boss. The man is scorching hot. His gorgeous smile and dark eyes turn me on like crazy. Too bad he’s ten years older, with trust issues and more layers than my psych degree could ever unwrap. I need this job, and the roof over my head. Falling into bed with him is a bad idea. Letting my heart get involved would be even worse. But he makes me feel things I never expected to feel.

I’m handed the reins to the family business along with an inexperienced assistant barely out of high school. Not to mention, she’s distractingly beautiful and completely off-limits. I plan to be so unbearable she’ll quit, but she’s tougher than she looks. Now she appears to be hiding something and the deeper I dig, the more invested I become, causing my world to spin.

The Kingsmen’s best wide receiver. Rich AF. Hot as hell. A stallion in the sack. How do I know that last fact? I may have shared a one-night stand with him six months ago when I was rebounding from a broken heart.

War is on our doorstep. The odds have never been so bleak. The Dark Goddess invades from the south, an unstoppable army of ghouls at her command. Darkwinter gathers in the north, their attack imminent. Rebel factions divide the realm, undermining Keradoc’s rule and leaving Midnight ripe for invasion. And with every passing night, we sink deeper into the torments of our own souls, the secrets of the past as dangerous as the enemies of the present.

A contemporary collection of original short stories by Anica Mrose Rissi that is sure to elicit chills, laughs, and screams, even from the most devoted fans of Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark! A game of hide-and-seek goes on far too long. A lookalike doll makes itself right at home. A school talent-show act leaves the audience aghast. And a summer at camp takes a turn for the braaaains.

Victor. Torsten. Cassius – the jock, the artist, the stepbrother. The Poison Ivy Club. Ruthless. Connected. Violent. Untouchable. They rule Stonehurst Prep with an iron fist. If you want Harvard, Princeton, or Yale, they’ll get you in. Guaranteed. But they’ll take their pound of flesh first. A deal’s a deal – you give them whatever they want, and they’ll make your dreams come true.

When my car is stolen outside my new college dorm, my roommate points me to "The Vigil"—a trio of students who tackle crimes when campus security drops the ball. The last thing I expect walking into the Vigil's office is to find Logan Brooks staring back at me. I want nothing to do with the stepbrother I once had the world's hugest crush on. But even though he looks at me like I'm dirt under his shoe, he and his hot friends insist on taking my case. No way am I letting them investigate on their own. Working with them will give me the chance to find out what's really up with Logan.