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My name's on the neon sign above the tattoo shop, but her name's forever tattooed on my heart. I grew up with the nickname "Saint" and opened St. Skin with the dream of marrying Kate and living a good life. But that dream died years ago. Now I'm heading back to Hundred Falls Valley to stake my claim to the shop...and to Kate's heart. The last thing I expect is for her to have a kid.

I’m Stella Lang. Everyone thinks of me as the sassy one, the one who’s not afraid to say what’s on her mind, but the truth is…I’m scared. Scared of being rejected. Scared of having my heart broken all by one man…Tristan Christakos.

Samantha passionately hopes that her dreams of becoming an artist are more than girlish fancy. All she has to do for them to come true is change her major from accounting to art, but she fears her parents will fly off the handle when she reveals her intentions. Christos Manos, the ultimate bad-boy boyfriend, is committed to staying by Samantha's side, nurturing her and helping her discover her potential, no matter what obstacles are thrown in her way.

Twenty-five-year-old Sgt. Gray Phillips is at a crossroads in his life: stay in the Marine Corps, or get out and learn to be a civilian? He's got 45 days of leave to make up his mind, but the people in his life aren't making the decision any easier. His dad wants him to get out; his grandfather wants him to stay in. And his growing feelings for Sam Anderson are wreaking havoc with his heart...and his mind.

Whore. Slut. Typhoid Mary. I've been called all these at Central College. One drunken night, one act of irresponsible behavior, and my reputation was ruined. Guys labeled me as easy, and girls shied away. To cope, I stayed away from Central social life and away from Central men, so why is it that my new biology lab partner is so irresistible to me? He's everything I shouldn't want. A former marine involved in illegal fighting with a quick-trigger temper and an easy smile for all the women.

What started out as a deal quickly became a friendship that conquered monsters. I killed, but I escaped hell. Emotionless. Disconnected. Cold. A mannequin. It's what I'd become in order to survive the years held in captivity. I was able to endure the abuse and devastating loss as long as I remained detached. But he wouldn't let me. Crisis, the bass guitarist in my brother's rock band, Tear Asunder. He's cocky, rude, a total man-whore.

Noah and Grace's happy ever after hits a stumbling block in the form of one shady professor threatening Noah's scholarship eligibility. Noah is given the choice of throwing his New Year's MMA fight for a big payoff or accepting that the true meaning of love isn't measured by the thickness of his wallet but the depth of Grace's big heart.

Tabi Rusko has a simple to-do list: Rob a bank, steal a recording, set up a lucrative factory, and survive the assassins on her tail. Sure, she’s a demoness with the cunning and instincts that come with her species, but she’s always spent more time exploring than training, and her fighting skills are okay at best. One sexy man, a human cop no less, is responsible for her being stuck in a small hick town and forced into a human anger-management group that’s crazier than her. To make matters worse, his dangerous blue eyes and hard body leave her breathless and ready to rumble.

From USA Today best-selling author Danielle Norman comes this three-book small-town romance collection.

His name is Khazaar Drasurq. He is different from all the other men she knows. He is dangerous. He is unpredictable. To Cassie, he is the most desirable man she has ever laid eyes on. For Khazaar, on the other hand, she exists only to secure the survival of his race. She is a little cog in the big plan the possessive Alien lord is following. As Cassie is thrown into his dangerous world, she soon realizes that she desperately needs something only he can give her. His protection.

In a realm where riders and their dragons dominate the skies, Leida Ivar is the Forgotten Princess of Halmar, forever living in the shadow of her twin sister and bearing the weight of her family's indifference. She may not be a dragon rider, but Leida has a deadly secret of her own—one that could change everything if discovered.

Being the man of honor in my best friend Livvy's wedding wouldn't be such a big deal—if I wasn't in love with her. But I won't turn her down. No matter how much it'll tear my heart out to watch her walk down the aisle toward another man. It should have been us—from friends to lovers and back again. But after college, I was so busy building my empire that I let her slip through my fingers. She was my first. And once she realizes he's the wrong one for her… I'll be her last.

Being an identical twin has its perks, but when my sister asked me to sub in for a date with Roman Bellisario, I wasn’t exactly thrilled. Sure, he’s sinfully handsome and successful, but he also got me fired from my dream job three years ago. This time, my sister’s promotion is riding on this date, so I have to say yes. And as it turns out, we’re strangely perfect for each other. I sell art. He collects it. We’re both obsessed with the same obscure, mysterious artist that most people don’t even know exists.

Anna freut sich nach einer herben Liebesenttäuschung auf eine absolute Traumreise. Fünf Wochen lang will sie mit ihrer Familie auf einem Kreuzfahrtschiff durch die USA und die Karibik schippern. Annas Freude steigt ins Unermessliche, als sie statt der gebuchten Balkonkabine eine luxuriöse Suite zugeteilt bekommt. Doch leider hat die Reederei die Suite doppelt vergeben – an einen arroganten, unfreundlichen, wenn auch unverschämt gutaussehenden Geschäftsmann. Da auf dem ganzen Schiff keine einzige Kabine mehr frei ist, müssen sich die zwei notgedrungen die luxuriöse Maisonette Suite teilen.

Maja braucht dringend Urlaub. Sie hat einen zwar unverschämt attraktiven, aber auch anstrengenden Chef, der ihr das Leben schwer macht. Maja hofft, dass sie sich eine Woche lang mit ihrer schrillen Familie bei einer Kreuzfahrt erholen kann. Ihr Entsetzen kennt keine Grenzen, als es an Bord einen Passagier gibt, mit dem sie nicht einmal in ihren schlimmsten Albträumen gerechnet hätte: ihren Bad Boss. Und es kommt noch schlimmer: Ihr Boss taucht überall dort auf, wo Maja auch ist. Er residiert in der Suite neben ihr und sitzt im Restaurant an ihrem Tisch.

Tank: Improvise. Adapt. Overcome. A concept every marine is taught to overcome any obstacle life throws at you. I made it my mission to do just that. Except my way to prevail was to shut down and build impenetrable walls. It worked. Until it didn’t. Until my life became a shitstorm I could never adapt to or overcome. Until it took the most important person in my life from me. Jess: I’ve always been on the outside of every relationship. Including the one with my parents. Then I met Tank, and for the first time in my life, I had hope that I could belong. Until I didn't.

Falling out of a tree at the feet of a naked woman is not Nobel Lyon’s usual MO. He’s more the invisible man type. A name given to him in childhood. The observer. The logical thinker. A man who loves solitude. But the sexy mountain woman fishing on his property changed everything.

Carter Wright was used to being anything but Mr. Right. He wouldn’t exactly call himself a street rat, but his life had somehow become a rags-to-almost-riches story - one he’d rather keep to himself. The best part about being a stand-in to some of the wealthiest a-holes in New York? Access. To anything, and anyone, he wanted. And that certainly wasn’t Little Miss Moneybags, Presley Kincaid. No, he had his sights set on someone even hotter - her mother.

Tatum Trevino waltzed into my life like he owned it. The renowned soccer star showed up as my new coach and changed everything. Until rumors started flying about the bad-boy prodigy kicked off his team. I thought he was nothing but another cocky playboy, but there was another side to him under the facade. Late training sessions, secret getaways, and a delicious sleeve of tattoos led to temptation. We kept our relationship private, but I wasn’t the only secret he was keeping.

All it took was a couple bottles of champagne...and a fully charged cellphone, for me to go from widow to call girl. Talking to a stranger in the middle of the night was the push I needed. To feel something again. Something safe. It’s not like I will ever run into him. We don’t even know each other...yet. Aaron Skye returns my call the next day, sending my well-ordered world for a spin. Now I'm sober. After years in the shadows, I'm starting to feel alive. A sense of normalcy. Unfortunately, Aaron is not who I had imagined.