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Draken Draglen is in town to get the family business in order. He lives by one rule: only sleep with women of his own kind. When Cess walks down the street to introduce herself, Draken fears he is going to break his rule. He is determined to stay away from her, fearing his dark secret may be revealed, but his need for Cess is too strong. Draken makes a decision that could change not only his life, but that of his family as well.

Gemi Draglen has been searching for the woman who is destined to become his Wella for hundreds of years. One eventful night while visiting the city of New Orleans, he unexpectedly sees the woman he wants to be his forever. Unfortunately, he has two very serious problems. First, the woman to become his Wella is a witch, an age-old enemy to all dragons. Second and most importantly, she has no idea who Gemi truly is, and he must convince her they belong together, forever.

Prince Layern is no longer celibate and enjoys each day with a new lady. While on a visit with his brothers, looking for females, he spots Reseda. Her red hair excites him, and he wants her in his bed. When she flees, it only encourages him in the chase. Soon, Layern finds out Reseda is more than what he has expected and that he is now caught up in a fight he knew nothing about.

I'm Coe, and I do three things fast and hard: driving, drinking, and pleasuring women. But I gave up drinking - and drugs - a couple years ago. Which left more time to peruse the other two hobbies of mine. Because racing and women are the only things that free me from a past that still haunts me. That is, until you.

At an airport baggage claim, Penny Darling looks up from her knotted mess of earbuds to find the sexiest hunk of man she's ever seen. He's got a military haircut and a scar through his eyebrow, and he's rocking a pastel pink dress shirt like only a real man can. But Penny is on a man-free diet, so she leaves the airport without succumbing to his delicious double entendres...or his dreamy dimples.

Destiny is calling Chris, yet someone forgot to give him an instruction manual on conquering the world. Being the Antichrist is all well and good, but how is he supposed to know how to bring about Armageddon? He's still waiting for his army of minions, the glory, the riches. And where is the respect? You'd think any woman would be ecstatic at the thought of marrying the future ruler of the world. Not Isobel.

My name is Emily Wade and I was raised to believe that happily ever after didn't exist. That relationships were doomed before they even started, and that as long as the attraction to someone is purely physical, life is uncomplicated and good. I lived by that and was probably the only anti-relationship person in the world. I found myself in the midst of so much man drama that I decided to take a hiatus from the dating world. Until I met the brutally handsome CEO of Caine Property Development & Management, Jackson Caine.

I'm Trade, and I have a foul mouth. I also have a very skilled mouth, and I have no problem showing off either. Women have a thing for "the bad boy". I play that part well, only I play it dirtier. There's not much going on in my small town of Mohave, that is, until you walk in. You. You toss me a sexy smile and strut that A+ ass my way, and now I'm wondering what those high heels you're balancing on will feel like digging into my back while I'm between your thighs.

When my husband Oliver died, my life ended. My purpose, my passion, my everything bled out with him on the side of the Pacific Coast Highway. Ollie was an organ donor. His eyes, his brain, his lungs, his heart...parts of my Ollie went out and saved lives. Then his heart, beating in another man's chest, found its way back to me, and I found myself faced with an impossible choice: hold on to the pain and beauty of the past and the memory of the man I loved, or reach for a bold new future.

Cruel Summer is a sexy three-book enemies-to-lovers-romance collection with a dirty dancing twist!

Since moving to the small Texas town, I've gotten four speeding tickets and the sheriff is tired of giving me tickets—tired of dealing with me. To keep my license, I have to go in front of a grouchy old judge and convince him I've finally learned my lesson. Oof. I get the shock of my life when I discover the judge isn't grouchy or old and I'm pretty sure his heated stare isn't all anger at my lawlessness. I might be inexperienced with men, but I'm pretty sure there are sparks flying around the courtroom as he stares down at me.

One of the perks of being one of the best wide receivers in the league was having my pick of cleat chasers looking for a good time. Unfortunately, the only one to hold my attention was the feisty brunette who wanted nothing to do with me. Did I still try to flirt with her—you bet I did. Did she fall for my charms? That would be a hard no. Instead of laughing at my jokes, she pretended I didn't exist. The girl was trouble with a capital T. She was also smart, gorgeous, and all wrong for me—just ask her brother. My best friend.

My fated mate is hated by the entire realm and I'll make it my life's mission to change their mind. I am Reveln, the fae prince who's brother was killed by a shadow fae assassin years ago. The whole realm expects me to hate my brother's killer, and I did—for a very long time. But now that I know the full story, now that Caelynn and I have been to hell and back together—literally—I'll do anything to keep her safe. But the realm does not see what I see. And now that I'm named High Prince, I have expectations to uphold, a plague to end, and an evil monster to hunt down.

The trials changed everything. Before the trials I was Rev, the beloved prince of the Luminescent Court. Now I'm a bastard hiding in plain sight, not even sure I'm worthy of my title as prince. Before the trials, Caelynn of the Shadow Court was my sworn enemy. But now that I know why I'm so drawn to her, she terrifies me more than she ever could as an enemy. Our intense friendship makes her all the more dangerous. This time, it's the Schorchedland's turn to spill blood and expose terrible secrets.

I knew entering the Schorchedlands would mean facing my worst nightmares. But I also knew that if I beat this cursed place—if I could meet terror face to face and survive—I would earn every one of my dreams. I would be Prince Reveln of the Luminescent Court, savior of the fae realm and the new High Heir. I'd prove my father wrong. I'd live up to my brother's legacy. I'd gain it all. That was the deal. But once again, Caelynn has ruined everything.

I thought I'd lost every one of my dreams ten years ago, but I got a new chance when I entered the Trials. With every renewed hope, though, has come more hardship and the Night Bringer has made it very clear that he will not allow me keep any happiness. When shadow rebels attack the Crystal Court, injuring a good friend of mine in the process, I know the Night Bringer is behind it. He's beginning a campaign to destroy my beloved court and my friends alike.

I lost my high-powered legal career and my boss-slash-boyfriend to one of my clients. It's hard not to hold a grudge against both of them, particularly since she's a social media influencer who's flooding the internet with their supposed happiness. Meanwhile, I've moved back in with my eccentric mother. At a low moment, I end up telling my hot, single brother-in-law all about my troubles over a bottle of whiskey. To my surprise, he tells me the only way to get over such a slight is to get even. And he wants to help.

I’m usually the first person on my block to decorate for Christmas. This year? Humbug. My six-year-old son, Aidan, just had a meltdown after learning some hard truths from a drunk Santa impersonator, and I can no longer deny we both need help. Change is hard for Aidan, and right now he’s dealing with several big ones, including A) his father abandoning us, B) our move to Asheville, and C) the Santa snafu.

I'm a rescuer. It's in my DNA. Stray dogs. Stray women... But this one doesn't need rescuing. She needs something real, but I never keep the ones I rescue. I could let her go...but I can't watch her walk away. I'm an ex-Navy SEAL, and I never give up on a mission.

Crew knew cooking like the back of his hand. He'd grown a successful business and made himself a proud owner of one of the top savory food trucks in a three-hour radius. You would think that would be enough to impress his family, but it wasn't. However, winning a city wide food truck competition and claiming the number one title would have to be enough. Except, this title was only possible by serving the best entree and dessert. His only option? Relying on the one girl he would run miles away from.