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In the blink of an eye, I’m head-first in a snowdrift, rescued by the biggest, greenest - man? - I’ve ever seen. Whatever he is, he turns my take-no-crap attitude into need. I should escape, but I’ve got a hunch that I’m close to solving a cold case involving several women who disappeared into thin air.

Jace Bennett is the kind of man you'll love forever. Tall, dark, and brooding, he makes your lashes flutter and your heart pound. It could be that slow, sexy smile or his filthy, dirty mouth. It could be the way he makes you feel like you're the only one who matters. Or maybe it's because just one smoldering look makes you go weak in the knees. I haven't seen him since the day I walked away. And yet seeing him now, I can't deny I want him back. No matter how much time passes, he'll always be the hot college guy sitting on the counter at a frat house drinking a beer....

Everyone I know is married. It doesn't bother me. I like my life the way it is. But since I'm single, when my best friend and her husband finally decide to go on their dream honeymoon, she asks me to watch their three-year-old son, Max. Of course, I say yes. But what my best friend neglects to tell me is that I won't be babysitting alone. Thinking that Max might be too much for me to handle, her husband asks his only single friend, Nick, to help. Nick Carrington and I have met a couple of dozen times. I've never really given him a second thought.

Resort owner Eve Holt always maintains her professionalism—until former international football star Val Silva arrives. Oh yeah, he's sexy, flirty, down-and-dirty trouble. And Eve's resolve is beginning to crumble… Mara Severins thought "naturist" meant bird watching. She's shocked to find Au Naturel is a nudist resort. But when she meets assistant manager Ollie Jackson, neither can deny their steamy attraction…

Twenty years ago, I loved a woman. Twenty years ago, I also loved a man. And 20 years ago, rather than choose, I abandoned them both. Now, I’m living a lonely life, luckless in love and unwilling to confront the truth of what I left behind. When my brother passes, I become responsible for my four-year-old niece. Uprooting her isn't an option which means heading back to the sticks of New Hampshire, to the small town I fled. Because of Charlotte. Because of Liam. My two best friends, the ones I’d been reluctant to pursue but couldn’t deny.

I'm a computer nerd who can't keep a girlfriend, but now I've got the best job ever as assistant manager at Au Naturel Naturist Resort. As a naturist - aka nudist - I'm right at home here. Until Mara Severins shows up. She's wicked hot, but the girl thinks "naturist" means birdwatching, and when she catches her first glimpse of all the naked guests here, she freaks out. What else can I do? My job, that's what. I take care of the guests, which means I have to babysit Mara. It would help if I didn't develop an, um, embarrassing condition every time I see her.

I entertain naked people for a living. No, not that kind of entertainment. I own a nudist resort. I'm not a nudist, but Val Silva is. And he's a human supernova sleeping in the room next door. The man is tall, gorgeous, tattooed, and a shameless exhibitionist. As the Brazilian bad boy of the international football world, he's as famous for his sextape as for his talent on the field. Oh, did I mention he walks around naked all the time? A girl only has so much willpower. Maybe we can have a little fun...as long as his tabloid past doesn't mess with my quiet life.

It takes a special kind of Omega to bring an Alpha to his knees. Kind. Sweet. Beautiful. With legs that go on forever, colored eyes, perky protruding nose, funny ears, and...Where was I? Ah yes, I collected one such Omega, and I’m bringing her before my king. I am Tayseer, the Collector, the Legend. And I will deliver my people the queen.

When Maleen King's father catches her naked in the hay loft with her high school sweetheart, he sends the 18-year-old away to receive a college education and rise above the humble beginnings of a Kansas dairy farm. Now, 14 years later, Mal comes home to run the farm after the death of her father. The stress of a disastrous marriage and being a NYC stockbroker made her long to return to a simple life.

In Royal Match, Prince Leo’s icy demeanor has earned him an amusing nickname - the Polar Prince. Unfortunately, the king doesn’t see the humor. If Leo wants to secure the throne of Alsania, he must improve his image. Participating in an organ-donation campaign seems like a good start. He expects to donate his organs on his deathbed, so he’s surprised to be matched with a complete stranger who needs his help now.

People are dying...all in the name of love. Tell me, can the Devil and his Angel survive the flames? Deception and Blood were the counterparts, but now can Sophia and Creed navigate their way through the never-ending Chaos?

White Trash Circus will be taking an extended break and won’t be playing any time in the foreseeable future. Please lodge all your complaints to my guitarist - and my ex-best friend - who I found inside the girlfriend I’ve had since high school. I will pull the freaking knife from my back and continue - without either of them - when the time is right. With enough hate and anger coursing through my veins to keep me in therapy for life, I’m going to save my cash and let the music heal me.

Zara Lorna is kind of a big deal. After winning Artist of the Year (again), having a public argument with her boyfriend (again), and being whisked away by a man she barely knows (that’s new), it feels like she can’t go anywhere without drawing attention. It’s taking a toll on her and she could use a break. Asa Young was a rock star (almost). His dreams of traveling the world with his band came true (almost). He should definitely stay away from Zara, no matter how much fun they have and how easy their connection is.

I bargained with Lucifer. My end of this deal with the devil? Sneaking food into the prisoner's cell. Raphael, powerful Lord of Court of Sunder, is no less magnificent even in defeat, with burning violet eyes that track my every move. I shouldn't even be around him, for my dreams feel disturbingly like memories of forbidden things I'd done in a life I never lived. If he finds out about my terrors, he'll know Lucifer can Mark me, and use me to his bidding.

I didn't need the cherry red stilettos and tight mini skirt to make an impression, but I'm a firm believer in going big or going home. Plus, those shoes cost me a small fortune, so why not flaunt them? The last thing I'd have expected was that the one man I could hardly bear to share the same breathing space with would find me and my shoes appealing enough to break his firm stand on not getting down and dirty with a colleague.

Knowing that the strongest alliances are forged through mating, long ago, the King of Regha asked for my help. So when I came collecting on his firstborn, he gave her to me. I am nothing but a glorified thief. She is the Regha Princess. The jewel of her people. And now, she is mine.

The Fever Hordesman sits outside my house, wailing punny lyrics while beating a rock rhythm on his armor, and I'm late for work. My omega heat’s coming on early, throwing a monkey wrench into my single-minded plan to ignore his single-minded quest to mate me. I have to admit - privately - his strong jaw, full mouth, and a scent that can send over a dozen omegas into heat, make my girly bits quiver. Just a little.

He’s half my age. He cooks. He fusses over my bad sleeping habits, and knows how to handle a gun. Our little reprieve during a mission can only mean one thing: My guard is down. And the enemy I hunt is watching me, waiting for the perfect time to strike. The time is now.

Terror Hordesman came. With flowers. Red roses. He came, he marked me, and he moved into my house. This is bad. Very bad. Because, I'm funding the Betaren project he's trying to destroy. If he finds out, I fear, he'll end me.

The same week every year, he comes to my little resort in Maine for five days, then disappears. His darkness and his demons intrigue me, and I need to know his story. I hope he shows up again this year, because I’m determined to talk to him and make him see me and not look through me like I don’t exist. Make him realize I’m not just some anonymous person who hands him a key. No, this year will be different.