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Maeve Sexton is off-limits. But her last name is the least of my problems. Not only is she my best friend's little sister, but her brother is also my teammate and roommate. She's the trifecta of off-limits. Technically.

After a disastrous live-streamed proposal, singer Aspen Lake limps to her beachfront Malibu cottage to take a much needed time-out and reevaluate her life. Unfortunately, even the calming ocean isn't enough to bring back the music that once played in her mind.

Feisty and outspoken, Lexie McKenna will do anything to protect her cantankerous and ailing patient—even if it means going up against his cold and calculating, but sexy and irresistible, grandson. After all, as a nurse, her number one priority is her patient. Drake Carmichael doesn't trust the nurse who's taking care of his grandfather—despite how adorable and compassionate she seems. He refuses to let her get her grips into their hard-earned money. But as the two square off and begin to battle about what is best for the dying man, Lexie and Drake realize that first impressions are deceiving.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and I’ve been a very bad girl…. No, not in the I-need-a-spanking way...pervert. Nope, my kind of bad got my partner killed on my first day of the job. And now I’m getting punished by being thrown in as human liaison to PIG—the Paranormal Investigative Group.

Marisol Soltero's life is built on big scores and fast women. From her nightclub she rules over the Humboldt Park neighborhood of Chicago with ruthless calculation. Though everyone knows her as the Queen of Humboldt, Marisol lives part of her life in the shadows. Governor Sabrina Sloane has spent her life cleaning up the streets, first as State's Attorney in Chicago and then as Governor of Illinois. Every criminal to cross her path has ended up behind bars-except one. When that criminal saves her life, she's forced to shine new light on everything she thought she knew.

Selling love hasn’t given me the upper hand on love yet. But romance is messy and inconvenient. I’m interested in passion and pleasure. The rest is overrated. Unfortunately, a recent round of internet rumors might kill my billion-dollar business. A fake fiancée for a month should prove to the clients that I’m not the playboy everyone thinks I am. What they don’t know won’t hurt them. Besides, my private life is, well, private! Luckily enough, this beautiful, curvy woman that takes the job wants something in return. Games are so fun when played correctly.

Firstly, let me make this clear: I didn't come here for drama. I came here to escape, to unwind, to relax in paradise. This place is meant to be everything epic the world can offer. A ranch, run by hot, tattooed mountain men, that has been made into a retreat. An escape from the world, from all the stresses of daily life. We're the first group to camp hot stuff, and for what seems like the shortest time, it's bliss. Until a body shows up. Murdered. And now my little vacation has turned into a murder mystery. With hot men, a camp full of nerds, and a whole lot of unanswered questions.

Charli Sweet is happy to be living in Castleton, Maine with her roommate Natalie and working at her aunt’s bakery doing their social media management. She is, promise. So, what if she can’t stop thinking about her ex who dumped her in dramatic fashion a year ago by changing the locks on their apartment? It takes a long time to get over a breakup.

Bogie had Bacall. Carrie had Big. I had Wyatt. Growing up, he was the handsome cowboy next door - an unlikely confidant, my best friend, my first kiss, and my favorite person. We were just a couple of small-town kids with ambitions bigger than the stars in our eyes. The summer after graduation, we made a pact: I’d go to college in New York and he’d stay and take over his daddy’s ranch. If, by 28, we were both still single, we’d get married…But as we stood in our high school gymnasium the night of our 10-year reunion, Wyatt told me he loved me too much to marry me.

Cora Caspian has loved the triplet girls she's nannied since birth. But when tragedy strikes, she’s stunned to learn she's now co-guardian—with a brooding, battle-hardened Navy SEAL. William is lethal, disciplined, and built for war—not for toddlers. The last thing he needs is to be shackled to three kids and their sharp-tongued, frustratingly gorgeous nanny. But when it becomes clear someone is targeting the girls, his protective instincts roar to life. His job is to keep them safe. His problem? Keeping his hands—and his heart—off Cora.

Two worlds. Five men. And one of them still alive. Kyle's survival rocked my world, but the revelation of my pregnancy brings about my worst fears. Indictment into the very prophecy I am running from. The Primal Council is fractured. War looms before us. Eradication versus transfiguration, and not one human is safe. The Council is preparing for war and I'm carrying a deadly secret. One that threatens to fracture the bond I have with the men around me. The village wants to claim me and the Primals want to protect me. I'm torn between two sides.

Torn between two worlds. And four men. Sebastian. Toshi. Theo. Kyle. My pretense of a human life was shattered when someone close to me died. Kyle was killed. I needed answers, and the only way to find them is to ask Sebastian, Toshi, and Theo to find out who’s responsible. Unknown to us, we’re playing right the killer’s hands.

Torn between two worlds. And four men. Sebastian. Toshi. Theo. Kyle. I thought that plane crash would be the end of my life. Instead, it turned out to be just the beginning. Now, I’m on a race to find out who - and what - I really am, with four men to help me. Sexy Sebastian, who can be a jerk sometimes but actually means well. Kind Theo, whose heart is as big as that chest I want to cozy up against. Slick Toshi, who is as fierce as he is fun. And Kyle, my best friend for so long, maybe too long.

Sent to Grimm Academy by her jealous step-mother, Ella is determined to make the most of the opportunity. With her friends by her side, and her dress-making lessons with Rapunzel progressing well, she's starting to think she can avoid her prophecy after all. But when her dress is ruined the night before a masked ball, she has to face the truth. Can she stop her prophecy by midnight?

When tragedy flips Elle Jamison's life upside down, she retreats from the busy Seattle skyline to a quiet beachside town in California called Arroyo Grande. She leaves behind the life she’s always known to a life lived in isolation. A self-proclaimed bibliophile, Elle discovers a used bookstore in The Village and within it, a handsome and recently widowed bookstore owner named Aidan Wilson.

With Thane’s memory restored, the demon pack heir is coming for me again. Despite the inexorable pull I feel toward my mate, my beautiful enemy, I won’t make the same mistake twice. He’s not the only one with power, and it’s time to take fate into my own hands.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and I need a vacation. It’s almost Christmas—my favorite time of the year—at least it would be, if it weren’t for the psychotic fae assassin trying to hunt me down and permanently punish me with a dirt-bed for interfering in his plot for revenge.

I'll see you in Chicago. Those words echoed in Marisol Soltero's mind as she sprinted across Bogota. Back in Chicago, she waited outside Governor Sabrina Sloane's luxury condo, needing to see the woman she loved return to safety. But Sabrina didn't return. Not to Chicago and not to Marisol. That was six months ago. Now a series of disappearances in Humboldt Park provide the distraction Marisol needs. Her people are going missing. Snatched off the street right under her nose. Clues are sparse, but Marisol's gut tells her the culprit is her old enemy.

A rookie cop. A team of supernatural detectives. A power hungry witch on a killing spree. My name is Cat McKenzie, and I’m in over my head.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and I thought wood sprites weren’t a thing. Apparently, they are. Fun fact: they enjoy eating carrion, which was how I discovered the body of a hunter in the woods. The local werewolf pack confirms it’s a bad wolf doing the biting. Add two more to the body count, and we have a furry serial killer on our hands.