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Alyssa Lewis meets her best friend, Carmen, at a cafe, where she catches a glimpse of a stranger, Dylan Orville, who immediately captivates her with his impeccable sense of style and confident demeanor. However, their brief encounter leaves her wanting more, as she loses sight of him before she can approach him. The following day, Alyssa encounters Dylan again, this time at a club, hoping to strike up a conversation.

Our team is assembled, and the Vegas Heat is ready for our first season. Life is perfect except for one thing: I can't tell anybody about the love of my life. The more time passes, the more people find out. It's only a matter of time before her father learns the truth, but it has to come from us. If it doesn't, our relationship will become like a groundball that'll eventually roll to a stop… but there won't be anyone there to pick it up.

Fighting against our relationship turns into keeping it a secret… most importantly from her father. At first, it's fun sneaking around, but then it feels like every time we're close to coming clean, something happens to stop us. Then, life takes another detour as the reminder that life is short plows into me. It's moments like these that make me think long and hard about the future. For the first time, the twelve years between us start to have some meaning as I wonder whether I'm robbing her of the future she deserves.

A year ago, we managed to escape the realm of monsters, unscathed. The mistake of trying to strike a bargain with the High King has been buried in the past . . . Or so we thought. Tensions rise when the people in our kingdom seek blood, claiming a beast massacred one of the villages around Hell Hold. Pitchforks burn and the fine line between good and evil blurs until it's nearly obliterated all together. However, one thing is crystal clear. We're not only gearing up for war with Heaven, but a civil war within Hell itself.

Ex-cop Maxwell Fear knows all too well what can happen to a witness of a violent crime—which is why he has no choice but to protect her. Sloane Robertson is no longer the woman he met at a dinner party, or the woman he kissed at the front door. She’s a client, a job, nothing more than a person who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong damn time.

He keeps watching me. I can't help but look back. He's gorgeous: tall, messy dark hair, and those intensely blue eyes captivating me. My life hasn't been easy by any means. Because of that I've had to grow up much faster than normal women do. I think that's why our age difference doesn't bother me at all. I wish it didn't bother him because this attraction isn't going away anytime soon and, in truth, I don't want it to. He could very possibly be my happily-ever-after and no matter how much he tries, I'm not going to let him talk me out of it until we give this a fighting chance.

Online dating in your thirties will make even the most optimistic person skeptical. When Margo comes across Adam’s profile with a bit of scrutiny, she takes a chance on the extremely handsome pharmacist. Meanwhile, all Adam needs to swipe right is Margo’s chestnut brown eyes and her occupation as a community college professor. Through flirty texts, their connection is magnetic—almost too good to be true.

Eyes so blue I swear it's like looking at the turquoise waters of the Greek Isles. Those are the first memories I have of Kyra. For years I stood on the sidelines, watching and waiting for my perfect chance. Wanting her so badly, consumes my every thought. There are so many things I thought I knew. But the truth is . . . I don't know the real Kyra. But what I do know is that I will stop at nothing to know her. I am mesmerized by her beauty, captured by her smile, and warmed by the love she has for her Gran.

Hotel manager Eloise Price is getting a crash course in being careful what you wish for. After years of dreaming about owning the historic Crane Hotel, she was thrilled when her former boss left half of the hotel to her in his will. But dreams have a funny way of turning into nightmares and all that original plumbing has sucked her bank account dry. It doesn't help that her co-owner hasn't lifted a finger to help. Would a jury convict her if she strangled him?

One night with the enemy player next door… now he's calling me his wife. Seven years ago, we shared a night. The next morning, he didn't remember. Now, I'm a journalist working my way up the news media ladder when my best friend's moody brother moves in next door. And now an endless parade of rowdy hockey bros stroll our shared hall.

Emory doesn't think what we have is real . . . that I'm merely pretending to be her boyfriend to help her out of a delicate situation. What she doesn't know is she's been in my crosshairs since the day I staked my claim in the frozen food aisle of our small-town grocery store. However, I've got secrets. Huge ones, the national security kind that threaten to destroy us before we can begin. There's one option: make her fall in love with me before the walls of deception crumble around us.

All the plans are in motion, the decorating has commenced, and the crazy is in full stride. After all it wouldn't be a Brooklet Dreams celebration without every single person adding in their contributions. This crowd doesn't do small. There is no event to minor, no accomplishment goes unnoticed, and a wedding . . .

Ex-cop Maxwell Fear knows all too well what can happen to a witness of a violent crime—which is why he has no choice but to protect her. Sloane Robertson is no longer the woman he met at a dinner party, or the woman he kissed at the front door. She’s a client, a job, nothing more than a person who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong damn time.

I wasn't looking for love, especially not in the small mountain town where my brothers and I relocated our security firm. One look at my River of Dreams was all it took to know I'd found the other half of my soul. She wasn't ready for me or my crazy family, so I offered friendship. When tragedy shook her very foundation, there wasn't a force on Earth that would stop me from finally making her mine.

Never did I think a girl like Gretchen Hawthorne would be the woman of my dreams. She is stubborn, irritating, and can piss me off at the drop of a hat. But she is also sweet and has a vulnerability about her that she doesn't allow many to see. She let me in for a split second, and what I found was even more than I had bargained for. Her façade is nothing more than a mask to hide her fears. One wild night in the barn at my cousin's house, and I'm hooked.

When someone posts in a group chat looking for a wedding date to Bermuda, Posey jumps on the chance to prove that she's the reigning queen of adventure. But even she is unprepared for Brent Faulkner: Olympic swimmer, Northern University star, and the only guy she's ever thirsted after.

On the outside, I was nothing more than the fun-loving guy that made everyone laugh. But on the inside, there was more hate than I knew how to control. No one knew the life I'd led; I hid my demons well. But even in all the anger and pain, there was one spark of sweetness. She was younger than me, so innocent, and worst of all, my best friend's little sister. Grace was off limits. Wanting her led to the possibility of losing the only true family I'd had left.

I was the ultimate bachelor. I enjoyed my wild life, the late nights, and the fact that I had no commitments. My job and my freedom were all I needed. Or so I thought. Chloe was sweet and kind, and the way she got so flustered in my presence was adorable. That smile of hers did things to a man. And her laugh? It was infectious. She had this gravitating pull that was irresistible.

Maddison used to be one of the guys, but that was definitely not the case anymore . . She had changed and damn if it didn't make my heart race. With each passing second, she began to consume me. Her smile made my knees weak and the way she looked at me took my breath away. She captivated me, but she was forbidden. She was the one girl I had no right to crave.

My name is Easton Donovan, and I massively screwed up. I should've given her the world. Should've been everything she deserved. Instead, I broke her like every promise I've ever made. The darkness tells me to let her go. Memories of my past keep me from letting her in. Someone should tell her that loving me is a losing game. Just being around her is a high I've never known. If she knows what's good for her, she'll cut me off. Given the chance, I'll ruin her the way I've done to others. But with the bomb she just dropped, she's here to stay.