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I've always done what was expected of me. Layla Birch, the good girl. Forced to grow up too fast. To take care of everything myself. I had a plan. Only, I didn't count on him. Colton Wilder, the cowboy nearly twice my age. He's my dream man. One who takes care of me, gives me a job, and makes my pulse thud harder every time he comes near. My ex-boyfriend's father. The nights are long and cold on top of this mountain. As the snow grows thicker and the tension builds between us, we're both inching closer to a line we shouldn't cross.

It all started with a favor. Now he is calling, and he's calling to collect. When two worlds collide, two families combine under one roof and there is no telling what is in store. One thing is for certain, when the Graves family meets the Gallows Hill crew, it's about to be a Very Bloody Christmas.

I have zero Christmas spirit and as far as I'm concerned, the holidays can choke on a candy cane. I despise the cold, won't touch cookies, and roll my eyes at anything remotely festive. But when I catch reindeer eating someone's rooftop garden and watch them shift into men, everything changes. Suddenly nine strangers are at my door to call a herd meeting. They think I'm the key to saving everything, but I can't remember ever having set foot in Santa's Village. Or that my Arctic researcher dad is Santa Claus.

Dark winds howl over the cornfields, but even three years after the pyres have burnt out, the cries of innocents still haunt the air. Tonight, the magic conjured by my blood will breathe life into a scarecrow carved of pumpkin and bone, binding a damned soul to return and avenge those burned by pious men, drunk on their own corruption.

My name is Rachel Price, and two months ago, I walked away from the perfect man. Sweet and funny, and so hot it should be illegal—we shared one magical night. No names. No strings. I never thought I'd see him again. I was wrong. It turns out Mr. Perfect is the playboy grinder for the Jacksonville Rays, the NHL's hottest new hockey team . . . and I'm his new physical therapist. Oh, and the jerk doesn't even recognize me!

I've turned into a shell of myself after something happened to me, something I can't face. But when my father owes the Most Dangerous Man in New York, he only has one bargaining chip—Me. I can feel the safe haven I've built crashing down around me as I stand face to face with the leader of the criminal underground—my future husband. Now I must navigate this unwanted marriage of convenience while never revealing the truth about myself or my past.

Eira Davies thought a bar napkin sketch of her best friend's handsome brother was harmless fun—until he caught her in the act. One steamy night later, Lucas McKinney was supposed to be nothing more than a fun memory.

My name is Tess Owens, and my life is officially on fire. I never thought dancing at my best friend's wedding would be the match to light the flames. But with one lingering touch, one longing look . . . and one sneaky caterer holding a camera phone, my almost ex-husband is ready to torch my entire life. Unwilling to face the heat, I do what I do best: I run. Straight into the arms of Rachel and her team of NHL hockey players.

I’ve always felt safer in the night. When a handsome stranger appears at my local pub on the eve of Yule, something in me recognizes him. Intense and guarded, Niklaus Night watches the room with stoic presence, but the banter flows easily, and his quiet smolder draws me in. The connection is wild and intoxicating, enough to have me considering taking a chance and being a little reckless, for once. Until a fight breaks out and he leaves me on the middle of the dancefloor without so much as a word of explanation.

Following a tragic shooting that takes the life of his partner, wounded thirty-one-year-old detective Lincoln Danforth unravels ten years of history during counseling sessions that reveal a decade worth of secrets. Secrets including the demise of his marriage to Georgia Del Rossi, the daughter of a growing organized crime associate that he married to save from her father. But will the mandatory therapy make the detective see the consequences of his choices and let go of the past?

My plan was to visit my boyfriend back home in Crimson Ridge for the holidays. Except, my surprise trip, after shutting up my florist shop for the festive season, only ended up revealing the worst kind of betrayal. Now, I'm hiding from the guy I just caught cheating on me, while stranded with a flat tire and a snowstorm approaching. All it took was a slip of my thumb, a press of the wrong contact name in my phone. Instead of dialing my best friend for help, I accidentally called my life-long cowboy crush. My best friend's father.

I wasn’t sure what to expect when arriving in Salem. Forced to marry a man I’ve never met, attend a private university I’d never heard of, and the whispers of a rumored secret society filling the halls. This life would be near unbearable with my insufferable fiancé if it wasn’t for his uncle, his best friend, and his enemy. When none of them are willing to let me go, it sends us down a path I’m not sure any of us will survive. The life I was promised is distorted behind smoke and mirrors. The truth cloaked by Deceit.

My heart is broken, my pride shattered to pieces on that altar. He walked away so easily, too easily, and I know none of us will ever forgive him. We have bigger issues to focus on, though, here in Salem. My stalker is becoming more agitated, more violent. I’m constantly looking over my shoulder, chasing after ghosts for answers. Add in my three boyfriends, my evil father and my new sadistic father in law and we are all in for an adventure I’m not sure I want to survive. One thing is for sure, though, making our way out of this, dead or alive is going to be one hell of a Descent.

After a painful divorce and years of trying to outrun heartbreak, she returns to her parents' ranch in Texas seeking one thing—a fresh start. No drama. No distractions. And definitely no second chances. But then Grady Wilde shows up. Once her high school sweetheart, Grady is now a country music superstar looking to settle down. When an unexpected reunion brings them face-to-face for the first time in over a decade, they are both faced with emotions they thought were long gone. Cleo never expected to see him again, let alone feel the familiar pull of the boy who once held her heart.

I never wanted to disappear more than while around my family. Briar Lane, the girl only useful for one thing: my surname. A business handshake and pawn to be traded. My father's chess piece shuffled between empires. That was my life back in L.A., but all it took was finding the dirty secret stuffed in a jacket pocket, and my entire world unraveled.

Evie Taylor knows how to survive. She ran with nothing but a bag of clothes, stolen cash, and the kind of scars that don't fade. Now, six years later, she's built a life in Thunder Ridge—raising her twin boys, slinging coffee at the local diner, and keeping her past buried where it belongs. But when Maddox Wilder storms into her orbit, all jagged edges and brooding stares, she realizes some ghosts don't stay dead.

What happened before the Gallows Hill trilogy? Before the Brethren? What really happened to Salem in 1692....

Eighteen-year-old Rayna Drey should be excited for her Branding, when the island's Good Council will infuse her blood with one of five sanctioned magics: the ability to wield elements, summon objects, shift forms, talk to wildlife, or manipulate minds. And the institution she must attend afterward, to learn how to control her new gift, is only a little dangerous.

From the international bestselling Jacksonville Rays Hockey series comes a second happily ever after novella!

Calculating, cold, often without emotion, was how I was described by those closest to me. I had thought perhaps there was truth to their depiction until this endless searing pain took the place in my chest where my heart used to be. Vengeance now ate away at my soul. The wrath I planned to unleash would make the demons in Hell appear mild. At least, that was until… The twisted crux came in the form of eyes bluer than the sky on a warm summer day, a slightly upturned nose with a scattering of freckles, a pink cupid bow mouth, and a smile that made a man's knees weak.