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When Asher Scanlon's dad discovers his Little items, Asher finds himself kicked out of home. Fate follows that up with a healthy serve of 'walking in on your boyfriend cheating on you', which is the last thing he needs. Homeless and close to a breakdown, Ash doesn't think things can get any worse...then his college campus Security calls the cops on him.

I'm the oldest guy on the college hockey team, and I've heard the jokes, but the truth is, I put a year of my life on hold. I've worked hard to prove that I have a future in this game, but Coach Damien Banning doesn't believe in me. Damien doesn't think I'm good enough, but he doesn't know me at all. I'm ruthless. And when the icy tension ignites, it's too late. But it's not about hockey anymore.

Sounds like a tacky wall-art quote to me. But what do I know? I don’t have a family. Not anymore. And I definitely don’t know loyalty. Not since my brothers collectively decided to shut me out of their lives... Not since my mother lied to me and kept a devastating secret... Not since my father sold our company out from under me to a smug jerk with a chip on his shoulder.

Taking part in a one-night-stand when you were told it wasn’t going to be one was bound to turn any guy bitter. And it turned Shea bitter as hell. So, when Buckley shows back up in town, wanting to pick up back where they left off, Shea wants no part of it....

I've spent my college career editing adult videos, but never has one hit me as hard as seeing my girlfriend of sixteen months with the football team. Needless to say, I'm devastated. I need to hurt her like she's hurt me. My friends dub this mission Project: FU. A series of bad decisions lands me in bed with the worst one yet.

When King James Kronenscheld dies at the hands of the Demon King, he thinks his suffering is finally over and that he can join his Edwin in paradise. And, hey, at least he'd taken the Demon King with him, right? But then the gods try to send James to paradise without his Edwin, and that is simply unfathomable. So he does the unthinkable—he turns it down and negotiates for one more chance to fix his mistakes.

Don’t bring a kiss to a knife fight. Roadkill. Violent. Brash. Obsessive. In the closet. Clyde. Cunning. Ruthless. Biker royalty. Trapped on the other side of the same closet. Roadkill. I’ve hated Clyde Turner since the moment I laid eyes on him. I hate him for existing, for tempting me, for being everything I can’t have.

The first time I saw Bennet Armstrong's baby blues staring up at me from underneath his helmet, stunned and confused that I'd tackled him, I was smitten. So, I tackled him again. And again. Whether he had the ball or not, I'd take him down, just so I could have his eyes on me. I thought we were connecting. He thought I was a poor sport. Needless to say, when we found ourselves on the same team years later, he was not a happy camper.

Saying I've had a crush on my best friend's older brother, Pax, most of my life is like saying the big bang was just an explosion. It's true, but I'm not sure that quite captures the essence of its true enormity. I don't think my advanced physics knowledge is going to help me figure this one out. But I think for once I'm okay with not knowing, as long as Pax and I don't know together.

In all of my years as a professor, never did I imagine I'd end up getting a lap dance from a student. But I did. What's worse? He's my new TA. And the icing on top of the cake? I can't stop thinking about it. Can't get him off my mind. I'm Dr. Silas Sinclair. Respectable educator and a man with his head on his shoulders. I don't break the rules. I don't cross boundaries. And I certainly don't stalk students.

Sweet little Ollie has narcolepsy, and most of his life, he’s been misunderstood. Even his own parents thought he was just lazy and distant. Then when they learned of his condition, his young years were full of doctor’s visits, sleep studies, and medication trials. He missed out on a lot of ‘childhood’ staples, and finds comfort in them even as an adult. Playing allows him to escape from his troubles and be happy and at peace.

After four years of secret meetings and stolen moments, I finally plucked up the courage to confess my feelings. Instead of admitting the same, he chose to humiliate me in front of the world, betraying me in the process. The internet coined me the Runaway Girl. But all he wanted was for me to run back to him. I left him in my rearview and never planned on turning back. If only he kept to his word and stayed there.

With one reckless act and a rushed confession, I knew my life was never going to be the same. I was having a baby with a woman who was not my wife. I would do anything to keep my love, to have her stay with me. But how does one forgive the unforgivable?

Anton is beyond frustrating. He was so sweet when we first met, and I’d thought we had a real connection. But then he had to ruin everything with his big mouth and jerky face. Ugh. I can’t get him out of my head. Even when I’m beyond angry at him, I still feel a pull to be near him. A pull I can’t seem to ignore. And when my entire world gets turned upside-down, I can’t help but reach for the ancient vampire and hope that together, we can conquer anything that’s thrown at us… anything that’s coming for us.

An alien criminal in hiding. An enticing female he can’t ignore. But can he protect her from his violent past? With her birthday just around the corner, Mina Walker has found herself reflecting on her life. Thirty and still stuck in her tiny hometown. Thirty and still clinging to the ghosts of people she lost years ago. Thirty and still alone. Still a virgin. She refuses to spend this birthday by herself. So when chance brings her face to face with the town’s mysterious newcomer, she knows exactly who she wants to celebrate with.

Before the age of gods and men, the most ancient of the immortals, Nyx, pulled herself into creation. Her power encapsulated the night and all its secrets, where nothing goes unseen. Once respected for the balance and duality that she brought to the world, and the haven she created in Tartarus, the rise of the gods has brought the goddess of night’s influence into question.

I don't know what it is about this man that has captivated me like no one else. It's made me question everything I think I know about myself. But that's fine—I'll obsess from afar until I graduate and move on with my life. Then I'm handed an exclusive invitation to Rumor, the frat's 'gay chicken' club that performs in front of a camera. The one who doesn't back out first wins cash. Thinking maybe I can clear up this curiosity once and for all if I try my hand at dick, I go.

I get called out to a huge mansion with the biggest number of invading gnomes I’ve ever seen, and I’m not sure who to call to help. And I definitely need some help. So when Winter Montgomery just so happens to stop by, I know I have to ask him. I’ve been crushing on the handsome guy from afar for years, so now’s my chance to get close—and get some much needed support. As long as I don’t let him see just how much I hate gnomes—okay, I’m actually terrified of them, but he doesn’t need to know that… right?

They say I'm a monster. Cold. Unfeeling. A man born to rule with bloodstained hands. They're not wrong. I don't feel guilt when I kill—only euphoria. There's nothing like the rush of holding someone's life in my hands, knowing I control the exact moment it ends. Life is weak. Fragile. Death is the only truth. Then I met Remi Cain. Quiet. Obsessed with the beauty of death, just like me. The second I see him, I want him. Not just his body, but his darkness—the parts no one else sees. I want to own him, break him, bind him to me with blood.

One mistake can ruin your life. I learned that at fifteen when my hormones got the best of me and I was landed with an unwanted pregnancy. My parents decided to punish me and forced me out of the sport I love to raise my child and provide for my newly forced-upon-us-both marriage. One mistake can cost a life. My life. If not for my best friend who rescued me and my daughter, I'd have ended it all.