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He’s up to something. I know it. No man can be that handsome and mysterious. He’s probably a spy. I can’t say for sure, but I’m going to find out. Watching Heath is easy, but wanting him is the part that’s going to get me into trouble. Lena peeks from her windows and tries to catch me doing something, though I’m not sure what she thinks she’ll see. What sort of an assassin would I be if my sweet neighbor figured me out so easily? Besides, I’m here to watch over her. The only problem is that she’s irresistible and far more alluring than my work.

Unit 77 is a cyborg...but he used to be so much more. Tortured by glimpses of his past, former Captain Andrew Fischer goes through his days in a metallic nightmare, feeling broken inside though he doesn't know why. Doctor Claudia Chambers is distraught. After a land mine blew up Drew Fischer and his unit of elite Space Corps Marines, she was forced to implant the CyBRG device in all of them which turned the men into machines. But she keeps catching glimpses of humanity from the supposedly inhuman Captain...could it be that part of Drew is still in there, longing to get out?

My reputation as an Enforcer was earned one game at a time. Fighting on the ice for my team is something I take very seriously because I came to the USA to play hockey, not be a celebrity. Unfortunately, this logic has my public image taking a beating—not that I care very much how others think of me. Except for her. Scarlett. I can deal with setting her straight about her ridiculous suspicions, but cracking through that hard shell she has built around her broken heart? This is my real challenge.

I've done my fair share of partying, I'll admit. And yes, I've built up something of a reputation with the ladies when not on the ice. That's on me for being careless with my posts on social. And I do know what's most important in my life. Two things. Hockey...and Pamela Jenson.

The Red Plains are hot. But my fae king? Even hotter. So, we kind of got captured by a warlike clan of Vundi warriors. Sounds bad, right? But they treat us as guests, and I’m coming to like them despite the ongoing threat of me being shipped off to the king beyond the mountain. I still endeavor to reach the winter kingdom and find a way back home...until the Vundi high priestess reveals that I may have more ties to the fae world than I ever imagined.

Luke Knight thinks he can own me, can hurry me into a wedding and then into his bed. He seems to know everything about me. But he’s missed the most important point - I’m dastardly. He thinks he’s my one and only? Not a chance. But I like his estate and all his money, so I’ll bide my time. I don’t obsess over his good looks and the way he makes me feel. Not a bit. Once he’s dead, I’ll be more than happy to be the grieving widow...on a yacht...in the Seychelles...drenched in diamonds. Cassandra truly believes I’m the bad guy in her world. She’s wrong.

My house may be small, but its Christmas lights are the best on the street. Perfectly coordinated each year, my holiday display can’t be beat. I reign supreme. At least I did. Until he moved in across the street. Brendan. Who does he think he is? Just because he’s handsome and makes my parts tingly doesn’t mean I’ll let him beat me. This Christmas, he’s going down.

The wily changeling has gotten so deep under my skin that I can’t breathe without feeling her. Her smart mouth is a constant temptation, our salty banter like rough kisses in a darkened room. My thoughts are broken, and I can admit that I’m obsessed...I avoid her and bury myself in preparations for the winter realm’s new queen. It’s working...At least it was until I felt the mate bond snap into place. All my rules splinter when I realize Beth is mine. And when she’s taken from me? I will crush the pillars of Arin to get her back.

Betrayal has taken Taylor far beyond my reach. I can feel the bond stretched and twisted until it’s on the verge of snapping. But I will find her. She is mine as I am hers, and nothing will stop me from recovering my queen. I will always come for her. If she is hurt, I will heal her. If she is scared, I will wrap my arms around her...my embrace her safe harbor.

It has been 10 years since I first laid eyes on her, 10 years since I’ve held her, 10 years since I’ve been inside of her, and 10 years since I broke her heart. Now she’s back. And when I look into the eyes of my first and only love, I know she is the one for me. She is still the most beautiful woman, and she can still make my body come alive with just a glance. But according to her, the past is the past. Her life doesn’t consist of second chances, just the here and now. But guess what? I’m here, and it’s now.

In order to survive a plane crash, the elements, and predators, they'll have to survive each other first. Alaska State Trooper Skip Ozhuwan has waited five years to reunite with Wren Terni, the woman he's always loved. Flying back home for his sister's wedding with only him and Wren in a chartered bush plane guarantees he'll have her undivided attention.Ever since Skip arrested her five years earlier, Wren vowed never to lay eyes on him again.

How do you sue your fairy godmother? Cassandra Swann is about to find out. Because she and her sisters are one-eighth fairy - not enough to do any magic - just enough to get them a fairy godmother from hell whose reckless spells make their lives miserable. When her older sister decides to take the FG to court, Cass gets caught in the crossfire. Hit by their godmother with a disastrous birthday wish, she is in danger of losing what she loves most: her ability to paint.

My father disowned me, just like my sister before me. Fortunately, one of my brothers took me into his home. I’m picking up the pieces, learning to handle my grandmother’s bakery… And dealing with my brother’s best friend. Henrik Tremblay is grumpy, infuriating, and too handsome for my broken heart. It’s impossible to avoid him in this small town. And when my grandmother pushes us to organize the annual love festival. . . I get the feeling only one of us will come out of this alive.

I’m not here for holiday cheer. I’ve been hired to do a job—find out how Snow Hills cheats its way into winning a holiday decorating competition every year. I’m going to get to the bottom of it, I’m going to get paid, and then I’ll be done with this postcard-perfect town. At least that’s the plan until I meet Liza Grable. She’s like the Christmas fairy of Snow Hill, all curves and sweetness. I’m supposed to be investigating her and her mother, the mayor, but the thought of her being a cheater simply doesn’t fit.

Peter warned me about how ruthless and terrible the monstrous pirate could be, but there was so much more he left out. Hook isn't just the vicious captain of legend, he's a man who confuses me and terrifies me all at once. But that's not the worst part. By far the worst is when he makes me feel things I shouldn't.

A quiet life as a clock tinker. That’s what I need. And that’s what I have...until her - the woman in the pop-up shop across the street. The shop that’s invaded my tranquil life and turned my town into a movie set. I want nothing to do with any of it. But then, I hear her voice. And I can’t think about cogs and tick-tocks. All I can think about is her. And when I find her? I’m never letting her go.

The only kinds of luck I knew were bad and worse...until my life hung in the balance. I finally caught a break in the form of a second chance. I vowed not to let it go to waste. To make a difference. But I didn’t start really living until I met him. Dillon Montgomery. My complete opposite - except for our matching tortured souls. I couldn’t resist him for long. How could I when his smallest touch made my heart race? When it felt like we were destined to be together?

Beth has lured me into the slave rebellion with promises that spark a fire in my heart ... and in other places, as well. The Bazaar will either lead to a revolution, or end in countless lives lost and an even greater stronghold for slavery. On top of that, an old enemy has arisen, and fighting him will take every bit of strength and magic I possess. But he has more lives and more plans than I can fathom, and each of them includes destroying the realms, my king, and my mate.

Who says you have to be a great driver in order to appreciate fine cars? Danielle’s certainly never let her less-than-stellar driving record stop her. It’s why she works at Malcolm and Son Classic Car Restorations. But she’s not just there for the cars - there’s a certain mechanic she also can’t get enough of. Malcolm King lives and breathes classic cars. Nothing can distract him.

Emmy-winning journalist Alexandra Reed returns to the DC area with two goals in mind—care for her ailing mom and steer clear of devastatingly handsome Crockett Wilde. But the man who stole her heart, then broke it, is impossible to avoid. As her life spins out of control, she finds pleasure in her secret escape…and that’s where things really heat up.