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With a serial killer's crosshairs on my back, the world as I knew it is turned upside down. The threats are real, the fear is palpable, and my survival? Questionable. Enter Gabriel Fernandez, a hunky detective-bodyguard hybrid with a mission to shield me from danger. Our connection is instantaneous, sparking an undeniable attraction that threatens to melt us both on the spot. But yielding to our emotions could jeopardize my safety, exposing me to danger. Our solution? Draw a line until the killer is caught, then reassess things.

It's totally normal for two straight guys to do this when they're alone, right? That's what I keep telling myself after I meet Reggie. I'm a pro tennis player, and I usually spend my life on the court. But an embarrassing injury in the middle of the US Open sidelined my career, landing me in the hands of my new athletic trainer. Reggie is a big old jock with an easy smile, and my grumpy butt has never met anyone like him. We start hanging—at the gym and at his place, on the tennis court and out at the bar. I haven't had a real friend in years, and Reggie's big heart warms me deep inside.

The young men in these stories are eager, willing, horny, and ready for anything. From at parties, community showers, dorm rooms, come back to the best four years of your life and hear stories of hook-ups, new love, sexual awakening, and erotic connections.

Brad finally gets what he wants. He's back in his world, where he's top dog and the only alpha males around are the frat bros who worship him as a legendary party animal. So why is getting back to Raul and the rest of the characters in the cheesy romance novel he was so eager to escape all he can think about? Brad has no choice but to set out on a quest with his twin brother, Devon, to find Luna Daycrest, the author of The Wolf's Mate—and the one person who might be able to help him get back to the man he loves.

Clementine Leon's summer plans are ruined. Not only was her study abroad trip canceled at the last second, but now she's stuck in her college town. With her parents overseas, she's out of luck, and the clock's ticking. That's when Clementine's best friend agrees to let her crash at her house-until she can figure something out. Then she meets him. Arlo Santos. Almost twenty years her senior, devilishly good looking, knows how to wear a golden necklace . . . and her best friend's dad. Living under his roof for the summer just got a whole lot hotter.

I try to enjoy the reputation I've earned as a hotshot music exec, even as I'm careful to hide my checkered past. But after another unfortunate scandal catches me with my pants down (literally), I'm forced to clean up my image. Enter Owen: my best friend's little brother. The adorkable sweetheart is my wholesome polar opposite, which makes him perfect for a little fake relationship publicity. Owen's just out of the closet. He acts shy, but the more time we spend together, the more I glimpse his surprisingly filthy imagination. And the more I can't stop thinking about him.

A witch without magic. A vampire without a cause. And a mysterious death that brings them under the same roof.

I'm left on this strip of sand after my second round of rehab. Father says I should rest and build my strength back, but I know better. Father is launching his campaign of hate and bigotry in a presidential bid, and I am the black hole for his reputation. And not because I'm an addict. I'm radioactive because I like kissing guys and the paparazzi love catching me in the act. I am of such little importance that nobody bothered to find me a private house on this island, and I'm forced to share one with a dangerously handsome Tiago Alvarez.

A wolf shifter thinks I'm his mate. Not going to happen. I'm half-siren and all single. No way am I giving up my freedom for some delusional furball. Even if he's kind of cute. And considerate. And has warm eyes.

Life as a Las Vegas fake wedding coordinator has never been boring. Unfortunately for me, it just got a little too exciting...the bad kind of exciting that lands you in the emergency room. On the bright side, it was a hot paramedic who showed up to save the day. Sure, he’s a bit cocky, but it works for him. And now I can’t get him out of my mind...which was the good kind of exciting until it wasn’t. Until one date turned into a fake marriage fiasco. Now I don’t know if we’re really falling for each other or if it’s all an act.

I’m not Mr. Settle-Down-and-Start-a-Family. Tried it. Failed at it. Don’t want it again. In fact, I like my solitary life in the mountains. I learned the hard way that life ain’t easy or fair. One minute you think you’ve got it all figured out and the next, you find your wife in your bed with your own best friend.

At a party on a rival college campus, I drunkenly stumble into a bathroom just as a tall, muscular man steps out of the shower...naked. Instead of fleeing, I stay put and end up having the hottest bathroom hookup with someone whose name I don’t know. Because I’m still in the closet, I don’t talk about what happened that night, glad that it was with a guy who doesn’t live in the same town. But come Monday morning, the naked man from the bathroom strolls into the locker room and locks eyes with me.

Bruce "Bones" Lanning and Emil Ettinger had a decent roommate arrangement at Roosevelt College, so they agree to share the same space again. Their relationship has always been ridiculous banter and competitive streaks, and they assume this year will be the same. So why are they suddenly enjoying nights holed up in their room together? Bones can't figure out why he likes being around Emil so much and why he's suddenly falling asleep in Emil's bed. And as far as Emil knows, Bones is straight, so why does he seem jealous when Emil arranges a random hookup?

Since I can remember, I’ve been a pawn in someone’s game. Danger was looming but never enough to harm me. Until now. Then he came along. My new bodyguard. The only person who saw past my edges. Meanwhile, I was rooted deep in a web of deception, trying to save myself.

Playing a lead role in a book-to-movie adaptation with a wild fan base? Sign me up! The only downside is that I'm cast alongside Jacoby "Heartthrob" Hart—Hollywood's golden boy. If only they knew he was an uppity, pompous snob. We don't get along, and if you're reading the tabloids, you'd assume it was because I "stole" his girlfriend, but they have it all wrong. Jacoby and his cold shoulder started this, and now we're set to play lovers. The only thing I'd love to do is strangle him, but I'm a professional.

Cole Seeder is known only for his iron control. On the football field, he operates with cutting precision, guided by a cold heart and clear eyes. Off the field, he's sinking. A dark secret and expanding void fray his famed control. His only hope for survival is a name scribbled on a flimsy notecard. The woman who took more than just his name.

I’ve always been the brother who everyone calls the flirt. The one who isn’t too serious, the one who is a little…different. And I don’t mind that title. In fact, I use my ability to think outside of the box to help my family in their business. I’m also known as the player, although, I haven’t…suited up in a while. So maybe that’s why I’ve become completely infatuated with my old childhood friend Piper Abernathy. Just saying her name makes me itch beneath my skin. I want to know what she’s thinking, how she spends her days, and I fantasize what her hair smells like. Weird, right?

Eliana Haros has hit rock bottom. She's had to move back home with her parents and navigate life again at twenty-three. To make matters worse, they give her an ultimatum: either find a job and move out or go back to college and get a different degree at the University they're professors at. With time running out, Eliana has no choice but to enroll and hope she doesn't bump into them.

Brody Kellerman has a plan. First, become the best defenseman in professional hockey. Second, get over his ex-boyfriend so he can focus on his game. Hooking up with the singer at his buddy's wedding was the perfect solution, but it was never meant to be more than a one-night stand. Seamus Murry has never planned a thing in his life, including hooking up with a smoking-hot hockey player. Being ghosted sucks, but at least one good thing came from it—the breakout hit song of the summer. Now he's one of country music's brightest stars, but one slip-up might cost him his career.

My vampire boyfriend is acting strange. Is it the seven-month itch? We've passed that milestone, but maybe our relationship has become routine. My best friend thinks I should spice things up. That might be easy for a half-siren, but I'm a witch. I can master spells, not seduction. My awkward attempt proves it. I'll stick to dancing in clubs rather than my bedroom. Although Diego claims nothing's wrong with us, he's still distant. He's keeping something from me, but what? Then I learn his gorgeous ex is in Salem, and she wants him back. Vamp, please. You had your chance.