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Gannon Brewer is the epitome of my type. He’s at least ten years older than me, emotionally unavailable, and highly disagreeable—a walking red flag in a tailored suit. But do I listen to that? No. In fact, when his office plants start dying, I convince myself that I can ignore the pheromones and save the philodendron. Now I’m in his office every week, dodging sinful smirks and heated stares, reminding myself to reach for the watering can—not him.

The first time I set foot in Fire Chief Declan Everhart's small town, he declared me trouble. Maybe it's because I'm a pop star hiding in his house for the holiday season. Or maybe it's the way I can't help but tease the Grinch. More than likely, though, it's because his best friend Cade touched me right in front of him, lighting a fire so hot it threatens to incinerate us all. Now, I can't keep my hands to myself.

Someone should tell Tate Brewer that one-night stands aren’t supposed to come with a sequel. I’ve learned the hard way—don’t be reckless with anything, least of all my heart. But after one too many vodka sodas, saying yes to a much younger, devastatingly smooth stranger for one wild night seems like the perfect way to forget my brutal divorce. I even gave him a fake name. What could go wrong? You’d be surprised. Because instead of being my spicy little secret, Tate is now the chief marketing officer at my new job.

Living in Hawthorne Heights wasn't for the weak. Crime and violence surrounded us, but we did what we had to in order to survive. Not everyone made it out alive, though, when dodgy deals went wrong. My brother had proved that when he'd been killed right in front of me when I was twelve. I'd managed to dodge the foster system, thanks to my brother's best friend. Reid had only been a kid, too, when my brother had died, but he seemed so much older. He'd taken charge, making sure my best friend Logan and I never went without. We were a family.

Movie star Aiden Hunt is as arrogant as he is handsome. It also turns out that: He’s my stepbrother. We hate each other on sight. I have to move in with him, his twin brother, and their best friend. When my career goes up in flames, I have no choice but to call my estranged father. He gets me a job on the set of a movie, but there’s a catch. The stepbrothers I never wanted to meet work there, too. Leading man Aiden Hunt is known as much for his good looks as the high-octane movies he makes.

The Kingdom of Erishum Trilogy Boxset contains all three volumes of the cozy fantasy series — The Mudlark, The Gutter Shrike, and The Dying Wilds — by author Gwen DeMarco. In the Kingdom of Erishum, where ancient walls hold back the deadly Dying Wilds, a mudlark named Nyssa discovers a mysterious object that will change her life—and her kingdom—forever. What begins as a chance for escape from the slums spirals into a web of political intrigue, forcing her to navigate a dangerous world of Enumerii priests and the king's deadly shrikes.

Ford Hall is gorgeous so you can’t blame me when I do something bad and convince him to kiss me on New Year's Eve. Or when I do it again in the daylight. He may be completely off limits but I’m going to make him my lover.

When I receive a scholarship to Bradford Hills Institute, I'm determined to make a fresh start. The exclusive school is world-renowned for educating and training Variants—the 18 percent of the population fortunate enough to have superhuman abilities. As a human, I'm lucky to be admitted. I am so done with fake identities, running, and lying, but once again I find myself surrounded by secrets. Some I've been keeping my whole life. Some have been kept from me. Some I find myself dragged into....

My reputation with women stinks. I'll admit I haven't always treated them with the respect they deserve. That's not to say I'm a bad guy or anything. What my sisters and cousin would call toxic, I prefer to think of as selfish. But I'm ready to change everything if it means I'll have a chance with the lovely, sweet, wounded Sofia Diaz—and her adorable son Mateo. They've been through a lot with her ex—and she's still dealing with him far more often than I'd like—but I'm prepared to be there for both of them, to do whatever it takes to make them happy.

After I suddenly lose my husband, Patrick, in a senseless shooting, I’m lost in a sea of well-meaning people trying to make the unimaginable seem possible. When a friend of my sister’s connects me to the Wild Widows, I find a group of fellow travelers who understand my new reality in a way no one else in my life ever could. The Wild Widows have one requirement for membership to their group: I must be open to the possibility of a "Chapter Two", which is what they call a second chance at love.

Five years ago when she left, she broke my heart. No warning. No hey, this isn’t working out. No nothing. Just poof. One day she’s there, in my bed, and we’re talking about our futures. The next, she’s gone. So when she shows up five years later and acts like she didn’t leave me with a broken heart, I get angry. So. Freakin’. Angry.

Everything in my life is rigidly planned, nothing ever takes me by surprise, until her. Wren Jacobs. I swear the woman was put on earth to drive me insane. She's too young, too beautiful, my daughter's best friend, and one of my best friend’s daughters. In other words, completely off limits. And for one weekend she's the art curator assigned to help me pick up my newest painting.

Sophie doesn't have big ambitions. She only wants a job that will keep her landlord off her back, enough extra cash for whiskey at the neighborhood bar and a bit of free time to hang out with the naughty old lady next door. When a chance encounter with a quiet stranger leads to a job offer at the San Francisco City Morgue, Sophie jumps at the opportunity. She never expected to find her calling on the graveyard shift surrounded by dead bodies and the strange characters that make up the morgue's staff.

In the year since I lost my wife in childbirth, I’ve been all about survival as I adapt to life as a single dad to our son. That’s especially true after my mother-in-law also died suddenly. Life has been way more than I can handle, but somehow I’m getting by, thanks mostly to the Wild Widows, a group of fellow travelers who make me feel less alone with my grief. They encourage me to hire fellow Wild Widow Wynter as my nanny, and that’s been working out great, until two things happen—she and my son go missing, and when they’re found safe, I realize my feelings for her are anything but platonic.

After being dumped at a strip club during my bachelorette party, I didn't expect to be rescued by four hot-as-sin men who work there. One moment, I'm staring at the gorgeous twin strippers up on stage. The next, I'm reading a devastating text from my fiancé. I moved across the country for that jerk, and now I have nowhere to go. Then four men step in to dry my tears. They invite me to the house they share and take care of me. I should be mourning the end of my engagement, but instead I'm mesmerized by my new roommates.

Babysitting a handsome, arrogant neurosurgeon isn't how I imagined my first day at Miami-Dade General Hospital. After the tragic loss of my husband, I've focused on starting my dream career. Dr. Jason Northup isn't going to mess up my plans, even if he makes my lady parts stand up and say hello. He checks every box on my cliché list. However, my heart—and other parts—don't seem to care about clichés...

Maya Harper shouldn’t be alive. All of her co-workers are dead, yet somehow, she survived. But now she knows something. Something important. Something that someone will kill to keep secret.

Everly Fairhope is desperate. When threats against her mother’s life escalate, there’s only one man she can turn to. But he’s as likely to slam the door in her face as he is to help her. Special Ops soldier Jax “Gem” Stone didn’t think he’d see Everly again after the abrupt way she walked out of his life and got engaged to someone else. So when she turns up at his front door, begging for help, the answer is no.

Owen Cullen was a dream. Not a dream come true though, because I’d never dared to dream. He was my wildest fantasy, a hallucination, a delusion. The handsome man who’d saved my life—twice. He was a real-life hero, and I was...what was I? Filth, that was what I was.

I lived my life surrounded by luxuries, love, and attention. While at the mercy of lies, death, and deceit. I was tired of being just a pretty face. The woman who always had to prove her worth. When tragedy tears yet another gash in my heart, he was there to help mend my grief. But there was a mystery hidden behind those alluring diamond eyes. A whisper of ghosts and trauma from his past. Red flags I knew I shouldn’t ignore. Yet I couldn’t help the feelings blossoming within me or the fire that scorched my skin under his touch.