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I’m the oldest virgin in major league baseball. And I’m in love with a woman who’s about to marry someone else. Listen. It’s not like I planned to still be a virgin at twenty-eight. Or to fall in love with the team trainer, who apparently would rather date a guy who wears polo shirts instead of baseball pants. But life doesn’t always go according to plan. When I first laid eyes on Lark Miller, I knew she was something special. Unfortunately, so did her boyfriend.

I fell in love with them thirty-five million heartbeats apart and an ocean away. One shaped me at the scratch of a pen and the other remade me with the strum of a note. And the truth is that I loved them both, desperately. I never foresaw our worlds colliding. How the past and present would crash together and leave us with nothing but a blinding kaleidoscope of pain. How the threads of all of our fates were already so inextricably intertwined from the moment of those first meetings.

Accepting a job on Spire Station sounded great in theory. Now that I'm on an enormous alien space station with no humans in sight, I'm questioning the sanity of that choice. When my best friend Mezli tricks me into using a pleasure sim, I find an unexpected connection with Breks, the intriguing alien running the sim. The only problem? He hides behind a holo and refuses to let me see his true form. For all I know, he could be a sentient ooze, but I'm too far gone to care. Now I just have to find a way to prove it.

No one sees me. Behind my brother, I’m a ghost, managing the family business that he claims to run. But I’m tired of second fiddle. I’m tired of pretending. I’m going to take what’s mine.

Dr. Soula Smythe is the youngest (and for my money, the prettiest) Medical Examiner in Nashville, Tennessee, only I didn’t know it last night when I was between her legs and she was just, Soula. This morning, we meet again at the workplace—the county morgue—and if I wasn’t concentrating on not spilling my guts from the nasty fumes of this D.O.A., it’d be awkward as hell.

Prudence Welch has found solace in her introverted life in Baysville, a charming tourist town in Northern Ontario. Despite once dreaming of a life beyond its borders, she now finds contentment in her routines: working at her father’s gas station, writing poetry, and caring for her mother, who was diagnosed with Early Onset Alzheimer's shortly after Prue’s nineteenth birthday. But as her mother’s condition worsens and her father’s concerns about her future intensify, Prue feels her world slipping further out of control.

As Daisy struggles to make sense of this new world and her freedom, she pushes the limits and fearlessly rides the edge. Ryke knows there's deep hurt beneath every impulsive action. He must keep up with Daisy, and if he lets her go, her favorite motto—"live as if you'll die today"—may just come true.

One morning, that's all it takes to turn Harper's life upside down. In the span of a few hours, Harper is suddenly jobless, single, homeless and has no idea what she's doing with her life. Hoping to escape what her life has become, and her stupid cheating ex, Harper packs up her life and hops on a plane from Toronto to Sova to spend some quality time with her sister in Europe. The last thing Harper needs right now is to meet a beautiful man with striking eyes, down to earth personality and an unbelievable body.

Drew Harlow is starting over. Short on trust after one betrayal too many and determined to put chaos behind her, the supernaturally sensitive young woman has enrolled in art school. And though she's never feared spirits, she's shocked when she is attacked by an enraged specter out for her blood.

What is a life? A collection of memories? A series of glorious highs and heartrending lows? Is it a purpose, cumulative or singular? Or is it something more? Something beyond what is tangible or immaterial? Something beyond even what is found within us. Is it a million little touches? A thousand laughing smiles? Hundreds of shed tears and dozens of stolen kisses on a few desperate sighs? Is it the thread of yourself that you leave behind in those around you? The lives you're unknowingly fated to change simply by existing.

Blanket nests are perfectly acceptable after a breakup, right? Jacie Stirling sure thinks so. Too bad her best friend won't have anymore of her pity party and drags her into her worst nightmare: A romance book signing event. There, while hiding from all the happy love obsessed fans, she meets Donovan.

Olena MacMillan is a hot mess. Feeling like she has a permanent seat on the struggle bus, she can't seem to get her act together—or stop embarrassing herself. Desperate for a fresh start in her hometown, Olena needs to focus. On getting her life on track. On resuscitating her landscape design business. Definitely not on the gorgeous landscaper she's stuck working with. But something about his intense green eyes and hunky lumberjack vibe has her babbling non-stop.

Bellamy Price has been offered the job of a lifetime: lead contractor on the restoration of the mysterious and sprawling Killington Estate. If she meets the owner's ridiculous timeline, she'll finally make a name for herself in this male-dominated industry. But when she rolls up her sleeves, slips on her suspenders, and shows up at the crumbling mansion, Bellamy finds the estate very much occupied.

I’m Amethyst Lily Tatum, and up until this point, I’d managed to maintain a fairly low-key life. I’m what you would call a socially unacceptable hot mess. Instead of partying, I’m skating, flipping ollies over guys who loved to underestimate me. Then I started college, met a wild girl who I would soon call my best-friend, had my first drunk one-night stand, left my phone at his house, and then, when I finally managed to meet my mom’s new boyfriend, I found out that my one-night stand was now my new stepbrother.

All Dr. Eden Mori wanted was to expand her horizons on the galaxy's largest space station, but when the only way to stop a black market sale of dangerous medical schematics is to get close to the data dealer, she's tasked with stopping him. Her partner on this mission? The dealer's estranged, hot-tempered mate. Can she reunite the pair and stop the exchange without getting her heart crushed in the process?

Everything in life has a price. Nothing is ever freely gifted. The universe always comes, whether in the brightest, cheek-aching second of the day or the darkest, most plaintive hour of the night, to collect its payment. To rattle and shake your world. To slither into the illusion of Eden painted by strokes of lies and deceit. And I had left the door open for it, welcoming the thief into my house to steal what was dearest to me. Even if I had done every unthinkable, irrational, detestable thing to prevent it.

Nothing bad happens at summer camp. That’s what my fellow camp counselors have convinced me of when the nights around the lake get a little eerie. But when the kids all go home and the counselors throw a party on our last night at Camp Clearwater, things change. None of us could have suspected that there was a stranger watching us, or that our machete-wielding visitor doesn’t seem to like that we’re here. But when I'm attacked in the woods, he unexpectedly comes to my rescue in the most ruthless way.

I might be a rookie Chicago firefighter, but I’m on top of the world. I’ve just earned my spot on Rescue Squad at legendary Engine 6, can get all the action I want both in and out of the bedroom, and am possessed of an enviable sneaker collection. Nothing can harsh my vibe except her—Cassandra Ferguson, my brother’s sister-in-law, or as I affectionately label her: the blister-in-law. Ever since I met her, she’s looked down her perky little nose at me, never mind that I’m a good foot taller.

We’re supposed to hate each other, but I need him if I want to live. I stole from the wrong mark— a disciple of the death god. Instead of a priceless treasure, I’m left with a killer curse. The only one who can stop it? A dark warrior known as The Sword, the most feared of all the death god’s worshippers. Wonderful.

I'm done juggling dead-end jobs and deadbeat boyfriends. It's time to nail down my goal of owning a hotel—and fix my friendship with my ex-best friend, Jack Colson. He's a big-shot investor, and I'm going to need one. Nailing him barely crosses my mind. I might actually get my life in order, especially if I snag the deep (and deeply weird) discount for staying an entire weekend at my dream property. It's hard not to fall in love with the place.