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My mother tells me you can't run from your past. You need to face it in order to appreciate the present and plan for the future. But I'd sell my soul not to deal with mine. It's five-foot-four, has fake green eyes, and is the cause of all my torment. When I knew her—when I loved her, she was just Liliana. But now they call her Lily. The Queen of Emerald Falls. She thinks she can bully me into silence. Make my life a living hell while keeping her prestigious status intact. But a lot has changed in three years. It's time the Queen met her match.

As a siren, Lula Aglaope can bend anyone to her will with the smallest whisper, but she'd give up her power for one meaningful, honest conversation. She wants a normal life, like the open, true connections the humans seem to pull off with such little effort. When she meets Alexiares, God of Warding off Wars, all thoughts of normalcy fly out the window. The beautiful demigod cannot be controlled! He's frustrating, irresistible . . . and utterly off-limits.

What do you get when you mix a dive bar, a worn velvet couch, and a discussion about goats? The night I met Owen, obviously. I sought out my private nook in Wicked Chucks, looking for a good view of the band. Instead, I got a front-row seat to the most delicious man I've ever seen. He’s everything I never knew existed, but being with him means breaking my own rules. I didn't invent the rules, but I play by them. Now, I have a man who wants to toss out my rule book and create a new one. Together.

My holiday plans never included a funeral, or the grizzly bear in a suit scowling at me throughout the service, but here I am. Turns out the grizzly is named Aidan, and he's actually a big softie beneath his shaggy beard. A big softie with rock hard abs. He's fun, flirty, and dangerously attractive, but we're strictly friends. There's no crossing that line, although with each passing night, he's getting harder to resist. I changed my life for love once before and I won't do it again, no matter how much my heart wants him to make me stay.

I've been in love with my best friend since the day I met her freshman year of high school. She was a halo of sunshine on a rainy day, pulling me out of the shadows and making me feel like life was one big roller-coaster ride of excitement. Until the day we graduated and she left on the back of a Harley with some guy who didn't deserve her, middle fingers in the air. Twelve years later, she's back in Blueball, as if she hadn't broken my heart and never looked back.

I’ve always been a good girl. The perfect daughter, the perfect student. And now, I'm the perfect prey. Caught in the trap Professor Richards so neatly laid out for me, I have no choice but to submit to his every depraved demand.

It feels as if every Little in this town has been claimed. I stay up most nights, daydreaming about my perfect Daddy. Then, I meet him at a chance encounter in my backyard. He’s tanned, tawny and muscular, strong enough to lift me off my feet - literally. I can’t possibly be enough for him. But, he’s protective, and good at what he does. Does he want me as much as I want him? Will this end in true love?

Investigative reporter Skye Sylvester is chasing a hot tip about a shadowy multinational conglomerate buying up land outside of Chicago. When she’s mugged outside of her office and hit over the head, she assumes the thieves are after her purse, not her story. She’s much more interested in what she thought she saw before she passed out: a bear, emerging from the streets to rescue her.

When I'm handed the crown and labeled Vampire Queen, I know I have a lot of catching up to do. It doesn't help that I'm also a Witch with wonky magick and have no place in my father's Coven. Already involved with a forbidden love, I find myself drawn to two hot refugees who've landed on my doorstep for asylum.

Christmas has always been my favorite time of year, but when my Grinch of a landlord decides to raise the rent on my bakery and a new candy shop opens directly across from me, I’m anything but jolly. The problem is that it’s not just ANY candy shop— it’s an over-the-top fancy chocolaterie owned by none other than Ryder Jones— former best friend and the boy who unknowingly stole my heart in high school.

Adam has always been forbidden. As my father's close friend and business partner, there's an unspoken rule he's too old for me. I'm a good girl, never breaking any rules, so I've kept my feelings to myself. However, circumstances change, and the grumpy billionaire I've grown to secretively love doesn't hold back. All it takes is one small incident to make the tension between us snap, and I quickly discover I have a naughty side after all.

There are worse things in life than being in love with your best friend-like being his fake fiancée. Until then, I felt like I had a handle on things. Sure, I was a hot mess when it came to magic-but my wedding planning business was thriving, and I got to secretly admire Troy every day at work. (Who was winning? Me, that's who.) But when an unexpected curse sends Troy scrambling for a fake fiancée, the line between reality and fantasy blurs. Soon, sparks are flying in every magical direction. (Is it getting hot in here? No, just me? Cool.)

Widowed with five children, stay at home mom Annie Miller has been just getting by . . . and growing restless because of it. Thinking Annie just needs a vacation, her sister enters her into a contest sponsored by The Channel, a network that caters to delivering women's fantasies. Annie wins the grand prize, a week at a luxurious spa—and gets a treat when she turns on the flat-screen TV. The one working channel lets Annie program—and experience—her own personal fantasy each night. Suddenly she's living out dreams she didn't even know she had.

From USA Today bestselling author, Ashley Cade comes a brand new small town romance between the sweet southern baker and her ex's surly older brother.

Seriously...Christmas used to be my favorite time of year. The presents, the spiked eggnog, kissing handsome men under mistletoe. And then he came into my life. Or rather, I came into his life, under a little bit of a pretense.

Replacing a social life with a career, bestselling romance novelist Emily Shann has gotten by on a vivid imagination, hiding a shocking secret that not even her publisher suspects—until she's asked to write something that's hotter, sexier, more explicit, and true to life. Emily has nowhere to turn for advice except to her new editor—tall, dark, and handsome Michael Devlin—who's already stirring her fantasies. So is The Channel—a secret network designed to tutor women in the art of sensual delight.

When a competitive rower’s losing streak threatens her Olympic dreams, she must train for the summer with a hometown coach to win it all back in this irresistible opposites-attract romance. “Such a fun, romantic read! I highly recommend this debut romance.”—New York Times bestselling...

Dr. Kamilah Hutchinson is an archeologist who just made an important find, and she’d rather be digging in the dirt than visiting Seattle for a meeting with the mysterious foundation that is funding her operation. If she has to be in the city, she’s going to take advantage of the chance to have a nice meal. When she meets a handsome stranger who makes her drool more than her steak, she figures she might as well take a bite out of him too. She expects that she’ll never see him again...until she walks into her meeting and finds him waiting for her.

“So this was, what, a set up? Your family found us and sent you here to kill me?” In this captivating small-town romance with a witchy twist, Felicity Valdez has left behind her family legacy and changed her name to start a new life in a peaceful Pennsylvania town. She runs a quaint coffee shop where the only time she needs her magic is to make her scones extra delicious. When the handsome and mysterious Damien Dragomir enters her shop, Felicity is immediately drawn to him. But as their connection deepens, she discovers that Damien might be after more than her heart.

The tattooed stranger rode a motorcycle while helping me collect stray cats. My boots gave me blisters and he carried me on his back. I needed help and he didn't ask questions before assisting me. Could there be a more perfect man? It just made sense to lick him and claim him as mine right then and there. I probably should have asked him more questions before we slept together. Like, what's your last name? Where've you been living before moving here to my hometown? Is my older brother your best friend? Those kinds of questions. But sadly, I didn't. And now I'm staring at two pink lines.