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Kiera Rossard’s secret life just got complicated. When not being a vampire aristocrat she’s leader of the Nightshade League, a rebel vampire society that rescues werewolves during the interspecies war. Everyone wants her dead - vampires and the werewolves who don’t know her secret. Starting with the wolf she just saved - Michael Durand, the most vicious killer of her kind in existence. Something about the notorious werewolf sets her blood on fire.

They say that time heals all wounds. For Kisa, however, the more time that passes, the more of herself she begins to lose. Grief has made her a shell of her former self; eating away at every feeling and driving her slowly to the brink of madness. No matter how desperately she tries to feel something, nothing gets through. For millennia Dolor has walked the world, watching humanity evolve and devolve before him. After all this time, he has grown content where he is. With true friends at his side, he's created a profitable establishment; a BDSM club for the supernatural.

After four years living the single life, it’s decided that I, London Stuart, am back on the market. I’m not even mad when my cousins and best friends put my name down for the speed-dating sessions. In fact, I’m actually a little excited about it. But then one of my dates turns out to be my six-year-old son’s irresistibly sexy soccer coach - his irresistibly sexy British soccer coach.

Willa Farrington’s magic is broken. Shunned by her coven for failing to pass the Summer Solstice Rite, Willa escapes to the one place no witch belongs - Charleston - a city that belongs to vampires. Determined to embrace her new life, Willa opens Cauldron Boil Books and unexpectedly finds some friends among the vampires.... Until one terrible night Willa ends up on the wrong side of a pair of fangs.

He does not want his pop star daughter or her brand associated in any way with the bad boy of baseball. I make it my mission to prove to her father that I'm not the bad guy he thinks I am. But he takes things a few steps too far, causing major issues that will affect my upcoming baseball season. It's going to take a grand slam to make everything right again, but I will not give up on the woman I've fallen for.

Alexis is backed into a corner as she looks between two doors. Behind door number one is the man her father is pushing her to marry, the man who's good for her brand and her future. Behind door number two is me: the bad boy of baseball who happens to be the man she has fallen in love with. I wish we could just run away together. I promised I'd wait for her no matter how long it took. I'd wait forever if I had to. She's worth it.

When a family emergency reminds us all how short life can be, Alexis's father moves up the wedding date. She's forced to wrestle with her father's emotional manipulation as we fall harder and harder for one another and her wedding day moves closer. We're keeping a huge secret from her father and her rabid fan base, and we both feel the walls closing in on us. And then my father shows up out of nowhere. He's set on ruining my life the way he says I ruined his, and he has the evidence to do it.

I'm confident. A little grumpy. I'm never afraid to speak my mind. I've got curves for days, and hair the color of a summer sky. All that tends to leave an impression. So when he shows up two years after ghosting me, acting like we've never met, I'm more thrown than I care to admit.

Julian Bellini. Italian mobster. Ruthless casino owner. My best friend's brother. When he finds out my parents secretly arranged for me to marry into the Russian bratva in exchange for their debt, he offers me an out. He'll pay the debt if I sign his contract. But that contract comes at a cost. One that might ruin me.

The job was supposed to be easy. Get my best friend's older brother back on his feet and put my life back together. But when we ended up sharing a bed, all those plans flew out the window. He was a notorious underground rodeo champion. Ladies' man and legend. It's not until he sustains an almost career-ending injury that his family learns his secret—he wasn't just the head of Sunny Brook Farms, after all. What started as professional morphed into something more, and not only because the cowboy refused to wear a shirt around the house. Not that I was complaining.

The past twelve months have seen Alex and her girlfriend, Terri, slowly drift apart. The awful revelation of Terri's one drunken night of betrayal shows Alex just how far apart they are. The more they fight, the less Alex even wants to try. On a business trip to Canada, Alex meets Justine and, over the course of one pivotal evening, a connection is formed that shatters everything Alex thought she knew about herself. Returning to London, she's faced with choices that will irrevocably change her life.

His thick hair, cold blue eyes, and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move on to bigger and better things. The only problem was, Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, the more opportunities would arise.

I had her and I lost her. That’s what pain and fear does to someone; they make someone run. And Alicia ran far.... Taking my heart with her. We agreed we both had things to work on, but to be honest, I didn’t know how to improve. She did. She fought for us. She got stronger. She did what she said. I lied.

I, Elle Evans, am on the run. Not from the fuzz - although that would be more exciting. No, I’m on the run from the four-year-old private tape that, thanks to my vengeful ex, has probably already ruined my vlogging career. There’s nothing like the entire world knowing what you look like mid-O. Creek Keys, Florida, is a million miles away from NYC, and it’s the perfect place for me to hide for the rest of summer until I can figure out what I’m going to do.

Everything has a reason for being, and you are mine. Without you, there is no me. Every love story has a beginning. Some are dark and painful. Some are bright and beautiful. And for some, fate intervenes, setting two people on the right path. Our love has no ending. It's forevermore and everlasting. This is our story.

Single Dad of Seattle Zak Eastwood plans to spend Christmas with fellow lonely hearts. His kids are supposed to be at an amusement park with their mom. However, fate has other plans. When a woman from his club finds herself stranded in the snow, he takes her to safety.

This summer was supposed to be spent lounging on the beach, madly in love with my boyfriend. Until he decided to move to Singapore, and break up with me an hour before his plane left. Now I'm stuck in a Hamptons house share with six of his closest pals, including his best friend...who despises me. Since the moment Smith Redfield laid eyes on me, he's hated my guts. I'm serious, I think the raven-haired restaurateur gets physically sick just being in my presence. And he's never been shy about hiding that fact.

There’s nothing like starting your Monday morning with a positive pregnancy test. Trust me, I know - because I’m looking at one right now. All I can think is this: Oh, hell. My grandmother is going to kill me. Since this might just send her to an early grave, there’s only one option - pretending the father is my new husband. If only he’ll agree to fake it. Kai Connors was supposed to be nothing more than a one-night stand - a long, dirty one-night stand fueled by one too many tequila shots, where the only promise was to never speak of it again.

Taking over the family farm in our small town was the only future I knew. The never-ending work left me with no social life and my virginity intact. Until my childhood rival graced us with his presence and was convinced he could help me with my... problem. Owen Ramsey was an elite professional baseball player who left Ashfield without a backward glance. But when he was left at the altar, he sought refuge back in our town. I hated how he could simultaneously make my heart race and my hands fist. And I really despised how good he looked in a pair of baseball pants.

When a squirrel chews its way through my bedroom wall, I do the first thing any single girl like me would do: run frantically out of the house to the neighbors, begging for help. I should mention that the house next door is full of hockey players. And when I lock eyes on rough and rugged Brodie Stockhausen—who happens to be outside brooding on the porch—I'm not exactly impressed. But I'm desperate, in a bathrobe, and need a bit of rescuing.