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A human female. A ruthless alien. A dangerous beast she awakens inside of him. His name is Ar'Van. He is the best hunter money can buy. Tall, dangerous, non-human - and the last of his kind. When a new assignment brings him to Earth, he doesn't expect much resistance. The women he is supposed to deliver to the warlord of the Qua'Hathri are easy targets. He could outwit the earth men that protect them, with his eyes closed. But every plan can go wrong. Not because he is careless. He just hadn't expected his worst enemy and best accomplice to feel drawn to one of them.

Vera Woods is at her wit’s end. Her husband has run off with the nanny, leaving Vera with a broken heart, three very angry sons, and even less time to juggle the demands of family and her career. After her boys scare away a sixth replacement nanny, Vera is out of time off from work and desperately out of options. Still nursing an aching heart, she turns to an unlikely source for help - a manny.

My Thursday afternoon meeting was a no-show. Imagine my surprise when a drenched, flustered brunette slipped into the booth across from me, acting like she was supposed to be there. When she slipped back out with a snappy good-bye, I never thought I'd see her again. Until I walked into my Friday morning meeting. At first, I didn't recognize her - she was dry this time. But from the look on her face, she recognized me.

It’s December in Poplar Falls and the small town is thrumming with activity and alight with festive cheer. Merry Hearts features all your favorite couples coming together in one story to bring you joy, happiness, and a little Christmas hometown joy.

Moving to New York is my dream come true, but the big city is a tough place to navigate for a small-town Southern girl like me. Luckily, fate sent me my very own knight in shining armor. Only Whitaker Aldrich didn’t ride in on his white steed to save me. He picked me up on his Harley-Davidson, wearing a leather jacket and sporting a cocky smirk that doesn’t bode well for my man-free diet. He screams one-night stand. But there’s so much more to him than that bad boy billionaire persona.

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.

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.

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.

My job as a SEAL has always been to go in and save the day. But even heroes fall. Even heroes make mistakes. My only saving grace was Gin Sullivan. My knockout best friend who wasn’t afraid to tell me the truth even when it hurt. She’d pick me up when I was wallowing in my own stupidity. It wasn’t hard for me to fall for her. Any man would. She was beautiful. She was smart. She was everything I’d ever wanted. I had plans to tell her that, squash the pining we’d both done for two years.

Ash is a prison guard. She's tough, she's strong, and she never backs away from a fight. She takes her job seriously, she takes her training seriously, and everything in her life goes as planned...until the day he is brought into the prison. She'll never forget meeting Beau "Krypt" Dawson for the first time. He's a member of the Jokers' Wrath Motorcycle Club, and it is said he killed an innocent family in the middle of a cafe, in cold blood.

Elani Stewart hasn't believed in "true love" or fairy tale endings since her parents' divorce. It's one of the reasons she developed her dating service "E-romantic", a scientific algorithm-based process that matches one person to their most compatible partners. When clients start dropping like flies, claiming that a bartender at The Arrow led them to the "love of their lives", she decides to take matters into her own hands or risk being clientless. Little does she know she's up against the god of love and passion himself.

Sly Remington has a plan. And it does not involve falling in love with his high school crush, the literal girl next door. But sometimes, fate makes plans of its own....

Mastering Mari is the sequel to Training Tessa and Controlling Krysta. Watch out. Chase Maddox is back in town. Dr. Chase Maddox never felt a connection like the one he felt with Mari - a girl he met at summer camp as a teenager. The innocent afternoon they spent alone together confirmed to him they were soul mates. She left the next day with his number, promising to call soon and meet him at camp the next year. But he never heard from her. For 15 years, he's been unable to learn her full name, unable to contact her...unable to forget.

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.

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.

Life was good in the Neosphere District. I’d made a name for myself as a renowned supernatural bounty hunter, holding the record for most harpies slayed. But the best part about living in the future? Avoiding the other Olympian gods. Banishing a guy from Olympus because he was “imperfect” tends to make one hold a grudge. Go figure. And no other god possessed the means to time travel. But I did. Thanks to the portal hopping device I forged.

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.