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Terraform the barrens. Create life with your bare hands. And defeat the wild hunt. Garrett Andrews will have to do all that, plus develop a mining colony on two separate planets if he wants to stand a chance at defeating the ancient, primordial evil bent on destroying the universe. Worse, since his own planetary systems are starting to produce sentient life, he’ll have to level up those creatures and release them back into the wild, all while trying to fend off a former champion turned evil.

Hey, bros, Gobta here. And let’s just say that if you like dungeons, building planets, conquering worlds, and banging catgirls, you should listen to this book. And not just because my bro Garrett is a literal god. No. It’s because you’ll like it.

Getting snowed in at my abandoned hotel on Christmas Eve is a stroke of good luck. What I do with that luck is sweet, sinful holiday magic.... We haven't even gotten started, sweetheart. Tonight, I'm going to make you forget who you are, what you are, that you were ever anything but mine.

I’ve been throwing punches since I was old enough to remember. They call me The Lion: a sexy, tattooed beast in the cage. I gave it all up after my brother’s accident. Now I’m trying to figure a way to save my family’s legacy and at the same time mend my broken heart. I’ve been in love with my friend Soraya since the ninth grade. Too bad she’s in love with someone else. I even have a broken jaw to prove it. My life is a mess. Until a smoking-hot little firecracker with a zesty attitude walks into my gym and turns everything upside down.

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.

I never thought a pecker would get me in so much trouble. I mean, sure… if you’re talking about a certain anatomical feature of mine that the ladies just love. Given my bachelor status and appreciation for all things curvy and feminine, I could absolutely see that. But a different pecker is making my life much harder than it needs to be. My name is Ford Daniels, partner at the law firm of Knight & Payne, and my latest case has me wading through the finer points of peckers - woodpeckers that is. Specifically, the Red-cockaded Woodpecker.

Bolivar Randy Heart (a.k.a. Brady) knows exactly what he wants next in life: the perfect wife. Raised in a strict traditional family household, he seeks a woman who is sweet, conservative, and eager to settle down. With his well-known protective and dominant streak, he needs a woman to offer him balance in a world where he relishes control.

Despite having narrowly escaped death's clutches, Christopher Barlow is grateful for nothing. His capacity to love has been crushed. He hates everyone and everything, completely unable to see past the gray stain of misery that coats his perception of the world. It's only after he involuntarily joins a band of depressed misfits who are struggling to overcome their own problems, does Christopher start to re-evaluate his lot in life.

I f--ked a SEAL - the human kind, the kind who shoots terrorists, sports rock hard abs and tattooed biceps, and scores an easy lay with every girl he ever wants. I should've known better. I should be studying harbor seals' native habits, not conducting my own research into mating rituals of the Navy variety. He's a jackass. An arrogant, womanizing, patronizing, Harley-riding jerk.

Hired as gorgeous Gwen Hawthorne's 24/7 bodyguard, Chance Valentine's control was pushed to the limit. He'd never wanted another woman the way he desired her. Being so close to Gwen, he gave in to his need, her need, and he took them both to the edge of a consuming desire. But Chance soon realizes that he isn't the only one watching Gwen. Someone else is out there, a stalker who won't rest until Gwen is destroyed. And Chance knows that if he can't unmask the stalker, then he may just lose the only woman he has ever loved.

Dirty Bad Things contains all three standalone audiobooks in the dirty, filthy, and oh-so-sweet Dirty Bad Things series. Hard Core, book 1: Trust me, I’m no porn star. But when the Moretti crime family comes calling to collect on a debt I owe, they want it in trade. Pretty Dirty, book 2: Heard the one about the filthy rich mob lawyer and the cam girl with the broken past? Yeah, me neither. Rough Stuff, book 3: Fiery red hair, sweet curves that that melt me, and a sass that makes my blood run hot. I’m supposed to be Quinn’s bodyguard.

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.

Some may call me competitive, but to be a surgeon you've got to be the best. After what happened with Grandpa Michael I felt it firsthand, what it's like to be in a waiting room hoping the doctors know what they're doing. Lives depend on us. On me. I'm sure to secure my residency in Atlanta, near my family is where I've got to be. Can't screw this up. But you know us Cockers...we can't help ourselves when it comes to chemistry.

My life is a complete mess. I have a sister who’s threatening to sue me, my boyfriend’s a douche who I should have dumped years ago. My neighbor’s goat is a freak and my cat is really Satan in a fur coat. On top of all that I also desperately need a job. When my best friend’s husband offers me a position in his company, I snap it up. What I don’t expect is to be working with the rude - and unfortunately completely gorgeous - man who sat laughing at me through a coffee shop window. While I tried to pull my heel from a grate in the sidewalk, as it poured with rain.

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.

Brinley Snow has moved into her dream home. It's everything she's wanted and more, although she faces a mountain of renovation work. Luckily, it came with the bonus of a sexier-than-sin neighbor. One sultry summer night, Brinley gathers up her courage and asks Jason to join her for dinner. They're instantly attracted to one another, but the evening quickly goes downhill when she ends up in the interrogation room of the local police. An unknown dead man had her address clutched in his hand.

I’ve spent my life in a cage, cloistered by politics and social maneuvering. A prisoner to expectation. Yet I’d give anything to be a certain man’s slave. A year ago, I wouldn’t have recognized the woman I’ve become. That was before I discovered Crave. Before Demitri ripped the inhibitions clean off my body the first time he undressed me with his icy blue eyes in the club that fateful night. Now he’s all I can think about. I can’t breathe until he makes me his. Except he won’t take me until he breaks me. And I’m not an easy submissive to break.

Kensington Bradwell doesn't get told no often. Not when he built an empire from the ground up, not when he became the most powerful man in North Haven, and definitely not when he met my mother. A picture-perfect relationship, a happy family, and twenty years of marriage—all thrown away for a man with no morals. Tearing him down won't be easy, but I won't stop until his empire is in flames. For my sister, for my father, for me, I need to find a way to break him.

The second our eyes met from across the club, I could feel a shift in the air—an overwhelming pull drawing me in. One mind-blowing night is all it was, or so I thought. Repeating my senior year may not have been the plan, but finding out my one-night stand is my new teacher—that’s something I never saw coming. His gaze bores into me with the same intensity. That body, those hands, I remember every touch. I should stay away, but I don’t want to. This time, all bets are off. I’ll let him think he’s in control—until I bring him to his knees.