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Reese Jackson is living her safest life. This polymath is tired of trying to fit in with a small town that never knows what to do with her. She goes from her classes to her room and back - no parties, no dates, and no drawing attention. Until one noisy night, when Reese gets kicked out of her dorm. Fitz Moreland is living his okayest life. He's on his own to pay for college, but he's scraping. Until he gets him kicked out. What happens when there's one single room left for rent in town and they both desperately need it? A money-seeking landlord arrives, making them complete, of course.

The job was clear: Get in, get what I need, and get out. I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy's daughter. Long raven hair and dark mischievous eyes drew me in. Her feisty attitude and caring heart kept me there. Her pain called out to mine and our souls entwined. Now I'm in so deep, I don't know which way is up. If my father finds out, we'll be next on his list. I'll do anything in my power to protect her, but how can I keep her safe when I'm the one I need to keep her safe from?

Conrad is the city's most eligible bachelor. He's filthy rich and smokin' hot. And he drives a Harley… Swoon. He's also my alpha hellhole boss and twice as old as me. Yet I can't resist his enticing blue eyes. I'm drawn in like a moth to a flame. And this flame is hell-bent on claiming me. I must resist. I need to earn respect in my new career. Despite the growing office gossip. Despite this growing baby bump. As we fly down the open road, my arms wrap tight around Conrad. I grip the leather of his jacket. His chiseled pecs rest hard under my hands. And I don't think I can ever let go.

He’s my teacher. I shouldn’t be attracted to him - he’s intent on humiliating me in class and making me kneel in private. I should hate Maddox. Should see him for the handsome, inked monster he is. But I can’t stay away. Can’t stop myself from begging....

I can explain the want ads for saucy male companionship I'm posting. I can even explain pretending to date the city's most notorious playboy. They say revenge is a dish best-served cold, but mine is going to be spicy, sizzling, and hilariously humiliating. My ex, Vaughn, cheated, stole from me, and worse. I refused to be the lovable, heartbroken heroine who hides under a pile of tissues and ice cream pints. Oh no, not me.

Wearing the nicest suit I own, I stand in the very back with a flask full of whiskey in my inner pocket. I put on a brave face as I watch her walk down the aisle. Because it’s too late. I refuse to be the bastard who makes her cry on her wedding day, but I’m dying to tell her what I’ve always known. She’s my best friend, but she doesn’t realize she owns my f--king heart and soul, too.

Clover Bradley was having the worst day of her life and then she got kidnapped. In her own home. Well, her empty and currently being renovated childhood home on the edge of Disciple, West Virginia and not her former cozy cottage on the grounds of the Dixie Yonder Hotel where she was working and thriving until that very morning. But it still counts and definitely makes her very bad day much worse.

When Noella Rose signed the contract to become Delmarth Academy's first official school counselor, she thought she was agreeing to work at a boarding school in upstate New York. Unbeknownst to her, the moment her pen left that page, she magically bound herself to a school in a completely different dimension, in the kingdom of Cavale.

Eleven years ago, Trixie graduated Harvard Law, turned down a job offer from one of the most prestigious law firms in Boston, and headed home to Whynot, NC, to open her own firm. Not only did she leave behind the big city, but she also left her boyfriend of three years. And just so we’re clear...that would be me.

Waking up in Bex's bed is a nightmare I'll never forget. Now she seems to pop up everywhere I turn. And the more I get to know her, the more I like her. How had I never noticed her before? She shoves off every attempt I make to get close, and I don't blame her. After all, I am kind of dating her cousin.

From the outside, the gorgeous Freya Evandale seems like a quirky bookworm with a taco addiction. Most people would never guess she's a proud drop-out of the FBI's training academy and a highly skilled computer nerd. These days, she's happy as a private detective at Codex, specializing in stolen rare books. That is until an old nemesis with an arrogant smirk and superhero shoulders ends up in her office.

Keyanna 'Key' MacKay is used to secrets. Raised by a single father who never divulged his past, it's only after his death that she finds herself thrust into the world he'd always refused to speak of. With just a childhood bedtime story about a monster that saved her father's life and the name of her estranged grandmother to go off of, Key has no idea what she'll find in Scotland. But repeating her father's mistakes and being rescued by a gorgeous, angry Scotsman - who thinks she's an idiot - is definitely the last thing she expects.

At my wit's end, I planned to spend the winter focusing on my writing, away from the soul-sucking grind that's become my norm. The last person I expected to step in and save me when things go awry is my brother's teammate, the intense and sometimes grumpy Dean Harrison. This winter my goals are threefold: find my happy place, elevate my writing, and try not to get my heart broken by an aloof baseball player. Unable to stand the growing tension between us, I suggest we "make each other feel good," something, it turns out, we excel at.

I knew things had been strained between Hope and me. So, when she suggested going away for our tenth wedding anniversary I couldn't say no. She'd planned for weeks and after a couple of hours together we were just beginning to get intimate. That was when my phone began blowing up. There was an emergency with two of my clients and I had no choice but to put an end to our getaway. I figured she would understand, she always understands, but it didn't hit me just how far we'd fallen until I saw the disappointment line her face.

Willette Archer has a secret—though some would argue how well kept it actually is. As right-hand woman and best friend to the owner of Bird's Eye Tattoo Studio, her job has become her whole life. So, she occupies her days with shop decisions to avoid her disappointing dating life. Of course, that might also have something to do with her two-decade old infatuation with her aforementioned best friend's older brother.

There are many reasons to jump off a bridge, but Rylee Sutton only needs one: her husband’s betrayal. Just before she leaps, she receives an email from a stranger. The boy’s message is meant for his dead girlfriend, but his anguish speaks to Rylee. It saves her life. Over the next decade, Tomas Dine continues to email his dead girl. As he evolves from a teenager into a hardened, vicious criminal, Rylee is there, reading every intimate word.

Alarick has dealt with an array of difficult things in his life - his father disappearing, his mother dying, becoming the president of his club. His life hasn’t been easy, and it’s certainly never been simple. But he knows how to handle this world. There isn’t a single thing in it he can’t deal with…until now. Bodies are showing up on his doorstep. People are uncovering lie upon lie. Those he trusts are making him doubt. Danger is lurking in every corner. He’s trapped between wanting to protect those he loves and finding out the truth.

When Murphy Landon, the New York socialite, runs off to Vermont with her bruised reputation and stylish wardrobe in the trunk of a used car, it's the first time in her life she's dared to turn her back on her high-society parents. Used to grabbing a gourmet coffee whenever the urge strikes, Murphy finds herself on the other side of the counter, fumbling strangers' orders...until a sinfully handsome 33-year-old version of Ben Rooney from high school walks in.

When his family decides to sell a home that’s been part of their history for more than a century, Lowe Mancinkus is madder than a hornet. To add insult to injury, the woman who purchased it is some fancy-pants city girl looking to fix it up and sell it off. Doesn’t matter that she’s sexy as hell or that just being near her gets his blood racing like never before. That home belongs to his family, or at least it did until she came to town.

Trusting again and facing the lies that had surrounded her entire life, Beulah is ready to move on, love and enjoy the man she's found happiness with, when the past comes back yet again with one last skeleton in the closet.