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Can you really blame me for loving the scandalous texts exposing Bridger Sanderson for the jerk he is? As far as I’m concerned, it’s sweet karma for ghosting me after we hooked up two years ago. Cocky, infuriating, and way too gorgeous for his own good, Bridger thinks he’s untouchable. The best part? He’s convinced I’m behind the messages. Ha! I wish.

Family legacy dictates everything from type of education to suitability of friends to eligible marriage opportunities to the type of business I’m expected to go pursue. It’s more than just DNA, it’s also about birth order, gender, and unfortunately—the family name. I was born a Reed and the weight that carries isn’t limited to the doors that it opens, but also the ones it bars shut. When I was tapped for the Royals, I saw my first way out—but it only proved to be a deeper trap.

It’s not the size of the stick that matters, but how well he handles it… Thanks to an epic playoffs loss and a somewhat regrettable bachelorette party video starring half the team and a can of whipped cream, Buffalo Tempest captain Roscoe LeGrand is on serious PR duty this summer. His assignment? Organize a youth hockey clinic and clean up the team’s tarnished image before the season’s first face-off. But one look at the hot-as-hell hockey mom storming the ice, and Roscoe’s thoughts slide right back into the gutter… Ally Heinz is afraid of everything—with good reason.

My sadistic mother and god-fearing father believe I have the devil inside of me because I heal after their abuse. I accepted long ago I would die in the very place I'd been born without ever feeling the sun on my skin. Then, one day, my mother took me from my father's religious cult in the wake of his death. Nearly a week later, and after countless hours with her boyfriend Jed's creepy remarks, I find myself in Washington State. I had only ever interacted with my parents and now Jed, so you can imagine my surprise when I ran smack dab into possibly the most handsome man in the world.

I married my high-school sweetheart five years ago. We were making plans to have our first child when he tells me, on our anniversary, that he can only stay with me if I allow him to open our relationship so that we can both see other people. Reluctantly, I agree, not expecting to fall in love with the person I meet.

s Ink watched his president fall for a woman, he was thrilled to realize that he was sure he had found his, too. Even better news is that the two women are best friends. Everything looks to be perfect. Or it does until Ink realizes Alisse isn't willing to give him the time of day. He's spent months trying to get her to give him a chance. She keeps shooting him down with allegations of him being a man who can't commit to one woman. She accuses him of only wanting conquests, not a real, lasting relationship.

What's better than a sunny beach vacation for my winter break? Maybe being snowed in with a gorgeous stranger…. Let’s go to the beach for winter break, my sorority sisters said. It will be a blast, they said. Sand, salt water, hot surfers. What more could I want for the holidays? Well. Nobody considered the chance for a winter storm grounding all flights, changing my layover from hours to days and leaving me utterly stranded.

We were always told as children that monsters are the things that go bump in the night, but they were wrong. Monsters are often the ones that warm your bed, poison dripping from their teeth and claws, embedding in your skin. I hunt them. I end them. Without hesitation. But…then I hesitated. I stumbled straight into the monster’s den, the biggest and baddest of them all. The king of New York. Roman Antonov. I fell in love with him, and his demons. And I hate him for it.

Finding out you’re the daughter of a famous serial killer isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. My father—the Seattle Slayer—is charismatic, intelligent, and charming. He’s also trying to teach me to kill people, so…his good qualities don’t seem to matter much. He’s kidnapped my boyfriend, a guy that I used to hate but grew to love. Parrish, I’m coming for you. I’ll do anything—anything—to keep you safe. Starting a new life as the most hated girl in Whitehall Prep was not in my gameplan.

I've survived alone for four years after most of the world's population died off. Until a deal with Mac leaves me his to break. One heated night together awakens unfamiliar needs I don't understand. But overwhelming emotions strike me down, consuming me with fear. I run from the man who's been watching over me all along. Now winter's chill threatens us both, and I'm torn between wanting him and fearing what we share. It's up to me to accept this fragile bond between us, before it's too late to fix what I broke and I lose him forever.

I was dead. At least, I thought I was. I should have been… but when I wake up in an odd realm with only Anani and Azrael to tether me to reality, I realize that this may not be the end. I have a larger purpose. One that includes saving everyone from the dragon god that was responsible for my death. All I have to do is find the strength to be reborn.

I’m in trouble. A quick and dirty hookup with the hunky mechanic I just met is bad enough. But when that God-like twenty-year-old turns out to be a student in my English class, I know it’s about to get much worse. Pax Smith isn’t just the star player on the rugby team at Florence U and the hottest man I’ve ever been with. He also has a dark sordid past, and it’s written in the deep scars all over his face.

The first time Cassius Ulysses Costas met Alice Paradis, she was in a string bikini and filling up a long line of boats that were there just to see her. She was 18 and every man’s wet dream. Even his. For the longest time, he went out of his way to stay as far away from her as he could get without actually taking his eyes off of her. For years, he was the better person. He played his hand close, and not a single person would know just how obsessed he was with her.

Everything was gone. I'd found a home here. I'd finally found a place where I belonged. And they'd stolen that from me. Odin may think he was winning, but he couldn't be more wrong. Because he'd made a mistake. He'd left me alive, and I was going to make him pay. Revenge would be mine. And once I was finished, the only blood running through the streets of Asgard would belong to the gods.

I could no longer run from my past. It had caught up to me, and I was now faced with the reality that Pastor Malcolm may not be my biggest problem. There was something far more terrifying waiting in the shadows that threatened everything and everyone in my life. Something that was setting my world ablaze in a flame that I may not survive.

Life doesn’t come with a script, but some moments don’t need one. Senior year pushed us all. It dared us to embrace wonder and chase love. It challenged us to find out who we were as people, as partners, as a family. We’re so much better together. Graduation isn’t the end of our story by any stretch. It’s the next chapter.

I survived my waking nightmare by terrorizing others. The only way to keep my secret was to make sure I was hated. Feared. Alone. And it worked—until my mother shipped me off to The Overlook. And then he showed up. Heroin Heartbreak is the hottest band around and Ty is the reason why. His blistering blend of sexiness, bad-boy charm, and killer voice makes him the perfect front man. But his adoring fans don't realize that it also makes him an arrogant, annoying, unapologetic ass. And he's determined to make my stay here hell.

Rescued seconds before a Don Council coup, he has just learned that the man he trusted most in the world has been lying to him his entire life. He trusts no one, and his concerns for the safety of his new wife and daughter grow by the hour. Especially when he learns that Michael Valentine, the presumed-dead and psychopathic head of the Two-Headed Dragon, is very much alive and is out for blood. His blood. What's more, a rogue FBI agent now stalks Jaxon's every move, insisting that there is far more is going on within the crime syndicate than Jaxon is aware of.

The Daymakers were the hottest alt-rock band since the nineties, the masked members making fans swoon at the very thought of who might be hiding under the skull masks. Known only by their stage names—Royal, Hero, Poet and Knight—their real identities were a carefully held secret.

When Natalie Tyler arrives in Chicago to attend her cousin's wedding, she is just hoping to survive the week with her estranged family...and her ex-fiancé. One week. One uneventful week at the beautiful Hotel Jefferson is all she has to endure before she can return to her quiet life in Miami. However, fate has other plans.