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Now casting for love and the average Jill! The Average Jill: Mattie Grant, who’d trained for a spot on a survival show but instead landed on a dating show. Mattie had never backed down from a challenge, not even one as good-looking as Bachelor #1. Really, how hard could a dating game be? The location: A lavish mansion filled with twelve bachelors hoping to win Mattie’s heart and $50,000—and one man with an ulterior motive. Bachelor #1: David Bennett, an undercover reporter, needed a story. He’d wanted phony contestants and reality show gossip—until one smile from Mattie changed his strategy!

Just as dressage trainer Dani Blake decides the best kind of relationship is no relationship at all, along comes cunning linguist Connor Graham, and he's the perfect Mr. Right Now. He's newly single, not looking for any type of attachment, and smoking hot in bed. Best of all, he's moving out of state in a few months, so there's no pressure for—and no chance of—a long-term relationship. So she and Connor will just take advantage of the time they have and enjoy it until it's over. It's just enough time to have some fun, and not nearly enough time to fall in love with him. Right?

Eight months ago, Laurel walked into an underground boxing gym and found herself mesmerized by a stranger named Flynn—a man who fights hard and loves harder. Since then he’s taken her places where fear and curiosity clash in exquisite pleasure, where trust is the price of ecstasy, and in time their brutal games have become her kink as much as his. But when real life intrudes and hard decisions demand action, will these two whose bond is rooted in fantasy take shelter in each other’s arms, or discover that lust is no substitute for a lasting commitment?

Nate was my secret crush until I accused him of murder. Now, he hates me, but I've also accidentally attracted the wrong kind of attention from my intimidating new stepbrothers.

Brody Walker was everything Kade wasn’t looking for. He was not only handsome, but kind. Such a breath of fresh air from the jerks that she was finding in the city. After a perfect weekend together, she thought she had found her other half, until his girlfriend showed up.

They want to make a “triumvirate” with me. I ask what it does. They smirk. One whispers: “It makes babies.” If you’re from Eden and see a man, it doesn’t always taint you right away. As long as your mind doesn’t think dirty thoughts too quickly, and as long as you don’t like what you see too much, you’re probably safe. At least you’d have time to look away.

One of them claimed me in the airlock. The other kidnapped me. Now I belong to both of them. Well, I will belong to both of them, but Khetar custom says that the Second gets to have his turn alone with me first. That means I’m going to be alone with Tschenkar. At least until I get pregnant. But Tschenkar makes me nervous. I’ve never done anything alone with him, and now he’s going to get me all to himself each and every night. For our “honeymoon,” Tschenkar and I were supposed to land together in the city. Instead, we crash-land in Eden’s frozen wilderness.

I’ve never laid eyes on a man, not even in pictures. Eden is a woman’s world...a world no man has ever stepped foot on. But then the Khetar arrive. They’re big alien men, in a big alien ship, with big alien d—let’s just say it’s a big problem, especially because High Command assigns me to operate the airlock for a diplomatic mission. I make first contact with their king, their scion: Thuliak. One look into those burning teal eyes is all it takes. He’s the first and last man I ever need to see. A woman from Eden may never touch a man.

An alpha could not tame her. Now she will kneel before a god. For endless ages I've kept this world in balance, and over the centuries countless women have writhed and screamed and climaxed beneath me. But I've never felt the need for a mate. Until today. Until her. When I touch her, she trembles. When I mark her defiant little bottom with my belt, her bare thighs glisten with helpless arousal. When she lies next to me blushing, sore, and spent, my lust for her only grows stronger. The world be damned. I'm going to claim her for myself.

Left penniless by my bully of a mother, with my little sister to take care of, I have no choice but to sell the privilege of being my first to the highest bidder. That’s where Lucas Fordham comes in. Gorgeous, athletic, and dripping with more money than he knows what to do with. He spots me from across the room at a dark club. And he offers me an ungodly price for the privilege of being my first. The only catch is that he isn’t paying for himself. No, he’s demanding an act of sexual espionage. He wants me to extract information from a business rival.

Secrets. Lies. Betrayal. Mine and Sebastian’s relationship wasn’t built on the foundation of trust. It was built over war. A ruthless war that exposed who we really were. Enemies. Imposters. And Lovers. Sebastian and I would never be friends—not after what we did. But we could pretend—especially for the million-dollar prize—in a cutthroat film competition that would set our careers in motion. We needed this win to fix our reputations. But that’s not what happened.

I've been watching you. I feel like I've been watching you forever. It started as revenge. You were a means to an end, a way to pay your father back. To avenge my sister. Her death. Her life. But it turned into something else. An obsession. An addiction. Dangerous. Unwanted. But, maybe, inevitable. And so here we are. I'm sorry, Kerri... I didn't want this. I didn't want to shatter you. But you should know... You make me weak.

They say romance died when society collapsed. They were right. It's brutal out here. My last date had no teeth. He took me to the Great Tire Fire and roasted a rat on a stick. I was convinced I was going to die alone at the tender old age of 22 until I saw Max. He was wearing a freaking skull on his head. It was terror at first sight. But like bacteria on wet socks, Max will grow on you. And this obsessive alpha might just give me the best happy ending you can get in this nightmarish hellscape.

Mila was a little girl when she first saw the young man who scared several other children at the zoo. She later learned that the children died. When she saw him again several years later, he looked exactly the same as before. She realized that people always died after his visits, but she seemed to be immune. Nobody can escape death, but death can't escape Mila.

Kamii: My marriage ended tragically. Since then, the only excitement in my lonely, pathetic, workaholic life has been reading romance novels. However, I now have the chance to be whoever I want to be, where no one knows my past, and will never be my future. Preston: I like to bury my pain somewhere I can be anonymous, and still be faithful to my deceased wife's memory. There, I can give and receive pleasure, without any guilt or attachment. When their worlds collide, their anonymity offers protection from painful pasts, cunning schemes, and dangerous lies.

I sacrificed everything to save Ashley. Now we’re hiding out while I build a new ship, a new life for myself. It’s paradise here on the island. Sparkling water and lush greenery. A beautiful woman by my side. But the threat of danger grows closer. The net tightens. We’re at risk every second we stay here, but there’s nowhere to run. Even the ocean won’t save us now.

A man can only have one great love, and mine was the sea. Until I pulled a half-drowned heiress out of the water. Until I kept her as mine. Until I hurt her to prove I didn’t love her. Now we’re surrounded. Dangerous pirates want to use her for their own purposes. I won’t give her up that easy. I have a lifetime of treasure to protect. But with the ship going down, there’s only one thing I want to save. Her.

He’s beautiful. Calculating. Cruel. And he’s taken me hostage. When pirates board my boyfriend’s yacht, I jump overboard to save myself. Drifting at sea. Until one man rescues me from the endless ocean. Except he has plans of his own. I’m worth too much money for ransom. He’ll keep me on his ship and in his bed. The real danger lies in his dark-depth eyes. He wants more from me than money. Than passion. He wants everything. He rescued me, but I’m far from safe. There’s an entire sea of danger threatening to drag me under.

Cain came for me today. Even before he spoke his name, his power all but drove me to my knees. Power that can pin me against a wall with just a thought and hold me there as he slowly cuts my clothes from my quivering body, making sure I know he is enjoying every blushing moment. Power that will punish me until I plead for mercy, tease and torment me until I beg for release, and then ravage me brutally over and over again until I'm utterly spent and shamefully broken. Power that will claim me as his forever.

With a lucrative freelance career and a loving family, Deborah Earle has a life many women would envy. But her daughter, Amanda, is heading to college soon, and Deborah worries about having an empty nest. She thinks another child might be the answer. Her husband, Richard, however, may not be willing to start over so late in life.