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I should have noticed her before now, but I've been busy playing pro hockey. My best friend's little sister isn't so little anymore. I'm a single dad. She's a single mom, freshly back in town. We have responsibilities and a million reasons I shouldn't fall in love with her. I want to take care of her. I want to be the one to hold her. My life is hard on the road as a pro hockey player, on the ice and off. But I didn't make it this far, afraid to go after what I want. I'll do whatever it takes to show her how serious I can be.

Tyler Collins has always been the object of my affection. I've spent years admiring him, fantasizing about him, but never once making a move. That is until I see him across the room, already a few beers in and drunkenly decide to press my lips to his. Now I'm trapped at a beautiful resort with the man I so desperately want to avoid, to celebrate the nuptials of our dear friends. The fear of rejection is too strong for me to mention the kiss. That night is on constant replay in my mind. I often wonder how he would react if I could confess that to me, our kiss was not a drunken mistake.

Meera has been called many things over the years, and for the most, they don't bother her. She'd rather be boring than draw attention to herself because she knows exactly how dangerous the wrong attention can be. But when a ghost from her past pops up to haunt her in her new life, Meera remembers what a powerful tool anger can be. Sensible. Reliable. Steady. Verner doesn't rock the boat, and he always tries to do right by everyone—especially the cautious but kind ex-hunter he's trying to befriend.

Lillith has always possessed the ability to feel the grief of the people around her. But now she can harness it and put it to use as well. That said, her recent exploits have labeled her a monster and a villain, specifically "the Mage of Mourning." This title is a nod to both the carnage she leaves in her wake and the tools she implements in the process. But Lillith doesn't need a good reputation. She doesn't even need this life. And she certainly doesn't need to keep her hands free of blood.

It all started when I was six years old. I was homeless. They were held prisoner. I saved them. Even though it put me in the system. They believed we built an unbreakable bond forged by trauma. These beautiful, damaged boys saw me differently than the rest of the world. As much as I wished I could feel the same. I couldn't. These boys—men—had too much anger. Too much hate.

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The strangest thing about Annie's new reality isn't that she's now in the body of a seven-year-old child, the beloved Lillith, feared dead by her family after a particularly nasty bout of pneumonia. It's that she's constantly having to conceal her adult intellect, which is not only advanced but otherworldly. Sure, being a young woman and a grad student in twenty-first-century America had its challenges, but this life as Lillith presents even tougher obstacles. She must tread carefully to conceal her vast knowledge of biology, math, physics, and . . . being an adult.

Patrick and Annie’s relationship is on the rocks. He’s happy with their sex life, but she’s always been kinkier than he is. He’s sure she wants to add someone else to their bed. He’s done threesomes before. It’s only fair that she gets to try one. He’s not sure he can survive watching another man touch her, but he doesn’t think their relationship will last if he doesn’t allow her to explore more kink. Annie’s been in failed relationships before. She knows the signs and Patrick is sending them loud and clear, but she’s not ready to let it end. She loves him too much.

What's a girl to do when she's stranded in paradise with a handsome, filthy rich orc? That's the dilemma realtor Shona Dove faces when a big green billionaire stomps into her life and demands she help him buy an island off the coast of Motham City. He's buffed, he's arrogant, and sexy as hell. And while Shona has never been attracted to orcs before, there's a first time for everything . . .

Before everything fell apart, Ruby Foster had been enjoying a completely normal day. Then again, normal was relative in Tempest, Texas. As a supernatural safe haven where paranormal beings lived together in the open, normal meant expecting the unexpected. But she didn't think anyone could have imagined a rogue, lunch-hour robbery at the local diner. Attacking a room full of supernaturals should have been a death sentence but somehow the thieves managed to incapacitate them all and steal more than just the money in the till.

Meredith Alice Hughes has found herself falling through a portal and into Wonderland. There, she finds some of her classmates, who are actually fictional characters from Lewis Carroll’s “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, and they use a potion to make her forget everything.

Gargoyle security guard Grayson Lightfoot never celebrates Christmas. It brings back too many bad memories. Besides he's got a job to do—watching over Motham City 24/7 from his rooftop. Maisie doesn't celebrate Christmas either. Orphaned at an early age, she's a sensible human with a mission—to earn enough money to open up a drop-in center for street kids in Motham. So naturally she jumps at a lucrative holiday contract to work as a housekeeper for Grayson.

A half-Monster/half-Player glitch in a System in which Monsters and Players are meant to fight to the death, Sally has just woken from a coma in the Wastelands after defeating the Architect who created it all. She's now liberated two areas of the game world from the soulless, zombie-creating System, allowing Unique Monsters to live in peace. With her sidekicks—Humphrey the glitched skull/Druid; Theo the rebellious vampire/Death Knight; Norah the mummy; and Lucius the emoji-speaking demon—at her side, Sally's working to complete Keystone Quests and climb to Level Twenty.

Tour guide Ivy has always secretly fantasized about minotaurs. So when a Beast Hunters tour to Motham City goes horribly wrong, she's thrilled to be rescued by wickedly handsome minotaur, Bryn. Until she finds out that he runs a male escort agency with the sole purpose of pleasuring humans. And Ivy just isn't that sort of girl . . . Bryn isn't looking for love. He sells it. Besides he's too busy caring for his disabled mom and four brothers and sisters to have time for romance.

Our enemy almost trapped us. We were lucky to get away, and now it’s our turn to lay a trap for them. The truth about the graynites isn't the story we were told. And now, if we’re to survive, we must weave a story of our own. Lies and subterfuge will be our weapons, so ensuring we have the right allies is paramount. Only a select few can be trusted with the truth. The road ahead is shrouded with uncertainty. The only thing we can be sure of is the present, and I’m determined to spend that time with my mate. But how can I bask in joy when my happiness breaks another goyle’s heart?

Tallulah is confident, happy, and looking for love. At least, on the outside. Evrin is kind, thoughtful, and has plenty of love to give. At least, on the inside.

Rich. Spoiled. Cocky. Playboy. Dylan Masters is the worst. Our only date ended with me doing the walk of shame with his taste still lingering on my tongue. I never expected to see him again . . . nor did I want to. But when he walks into my restaurant the next morning, I have no choice but to serve him lunch with a smile. Turns out, Dylan isn't just a date gone wrong—he's the governor's son. He's as callous as he is gorgeous. A golden boy set up for a charmed life, and I'm nothing more than "the help."

In the blink of an eye, Mallory Thorne's world fell apart. She was fired from her job, found her boyfriend in bed with their neighbor, and a phone call from her estranged sister came next, telling her that their grandmother had been murdered.

Having just dealt with the pesky Dragon of Frost, Arc declares herself the new ruler of the dragons to snuff all her problems at the core and seek the entrance to the Forgotten Places, the place where the corruption resides, all to grow stronger.

Darkness and bitterness have become my constant companions. Even though I'm angry, what else can I do but watch from the darkest corners of Screaming Woods while everyone goes on? I'm not expecting a light to appear. Caroline isn't all monster, but, as a child of our resident wolfman and his mate, she's not all human either. As much as I want to give into the pull to her, I've spent far too long existing within the shadows.