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Scarlett Fernsby holds the world record for shortest relationships. Mostly thanks to overprotective parents and an interfering brother, every attempt at dating has been a disaster. When her whole family is out of town for six glorious months, she knows it's time to find love. What she didn't count on was Wade Hendrix. Her older brother's best friend. He's even worse than her brother. He's soon crashing every date of hers, and Scarlett's beginning to wonder if he's made it his life's mission to annoy her. Wade is a firefighter with a hero complex; she doesn't want to be his pity problem.

I am home, yet it does not feel like home. The chains on my wrists and ankles are gone, but those around my heart tighten. Is the world truly black and white, or is it just my vision failing? Does all food turn to ash, or is it merely my mouth forgetting how to taste? When the crows call, and the moon hangs heavy, does everyone else drown their sorrow in pillows, or am I the only one? Urai is hell. A kingdom of devils. Yet hell is my heaven. My dark devil—through these falling eyes—is my angel. I breathe, but I do not exist. I exist, but I do not live.

Amy Weaver is tired of her dad meddling in her love life. Fed up, she hires an actor to play the part of her fake cowboy fiance when she goes home for her grandpa's 90th birthday. Sure, Luke Jenkins has got looks, charm, and muscular legs, but this is business, pure and simple. Things are fine and dandy until she finds out he's a real cowboy, not an actor. Now, she's stuck between a rock and his chiseled jawline, falling faster than a sack of horseshoes. How the heck is Amy supposed to ignore the sparks between them and stick to her rule of not dating cowboys? All bets are off.

Being a professional hockey player means I'm no stranger to fights. But when a run-in with a fan threatens my spot on the Atlanta Glaciers, everything is on the line. Enter Nila, the social media guru my managers hired to combat this PR crisis. The fiery bombshell has a clever little plan to "salvage my reputation." And now I'm forced to play nice on the platforms I've always avoided. Her sunny disposition clashes with my gruff exterior. Yet her fierce resolve intrigues me more than I care to admit. Given my reputation, she keeps me at arm's length.

He keeps watching me. I can't help but look back. He's gorgeous: tall, messy dark hair, and those intensely blue eyes captivating me. My life hasn't been easy by any means. Because of that I've had to grow up much faster than normal women do. I think that's why our age difference doesn't bother me at all. I wish it didn't bother him because this attraction isn't going away anytime soon and, in truth, I don't want it to. He could very possibly be my happily-ever-after and no matter how much he tries, I'm not going to let him talk me out of it until we give this a fighting chance.

She has no idea who I am. I immediately like that about her. The gorgeous woman who sat down at the blackjack table beside me and asked me to teach her to play doesn't recognize me as the third baseman who played pro baseball for seven years. I tell her I'm in town for a job offer when the truth is my buddy just asked me to leave my quiet existence in San Diego and unretire so I can lead the new Vegas Heat expansion team to the championship.

I, Ashley Jane Moore, am a glorious disaster. Listen, I like myself, but the men in my life typically don’t. Not my dad and certainly not my manipulative ex. The one exception is my best friend, Rusty. He’s the ultimate farm-boy-next-door, and he has a way of making me feel less disaster, more glorious. We’d be perfect for each other if it weren’t for two things: he friend-zoned me instantly, and I only seem to go for jerks.

I know full well I don't get to even feel love, much less fall in it. No soul, no soulmate. Ever. I don't have room for stolen kisses and fantasies of of making her mine. I've got to break the curse on my brethren and take down the King of Hell. So why is the dragon part of me insisting on marking and claiming this strange and beautiful woman who just walked into my life (and drank my beer)?

It's Christmas! And for the Beaumont gang that means a huge family get-together. But this year, they're doing things a little differently.

I wanted answers. To know who I was and where I came from. How had I ended up in those woods all alone? Why didn't I have elemental magic like everyone else? What made me so different? I thought I wanted it more than anything, but I was wrong. Everything is spinning out of control as my past and present collide, leaving me feeling like a stranger to myself. I always wanted to find my home, a place where I belong, but what if home isn't a place? What if it's a feeling? Home is with the guys, and while they might drive me up the wall with their alpha tendencies, I wouldn't change a thing.

I need to tear my eyes away from Jake Jacobs—immediately. One glance at the hot older lawyer, and I knew I was in trouble. Jake unwrapped me like his little Christmas present, even though I was his new employee who he absolutely shouldn't have claimed... He wasn't the only one that broke the rules at his law firm. Jake's associates, Zachary and Thomas, also made my body tingle in ways that it never had before.

The memory of why I jumped out of my ex-fiancé's car in a wedding dress is a bit hazy. Or maybe I was pushed. Disoriented, I stumble through the trees until exhaustion forces me to rest. Time passes in a feverish blur, but eventually, I'm discovered by a friendly dog and her unfriendly owner, Jude Powell. The gorgeous grump isn't too pleased with my disheveled appearance. That doesn't stop him from ripping my ruined dress to create a makeshift sling for my arm and taking me to the emergency room.

Ten years ago I left my marriage and the love of my life. On paper my husband checked the boxes. 1. Devastatingly handsome. 2. Wild and carefree. 3. And a skilled lover . . . if you know what I mean. But Corjan Powell was a bad husband. We were too young to be saddled with a lifetime of resentment and regret. After a year of confrontations and no change, I didn't even give him the chance to refuse divorce papers. One disastrous fight too far, I wrote him a note and I left. "But Bree, what happened over those ten years?" you ask. Resentment. And regrets.

Ex-cop Maxwell Fear knows all too well what can happen to a witness of a violent crime—which is why he has no choice but to protect her. Sloane Robertson is no longer the woman he met at a dinner party, or the woman he kissed at the front door. She’s a client, a job, nothing more than a person who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong damn time.

My agent has this idea—an insanely bad idea—to reboot my Hollywood heartthrob status by having my long-lost love dump me… while I'm proposing to her on national TV. The theory? Women everywhere will swoon over poor Lincoln James, scrambling to repair his vulnerable, shattered heart. Trouble is, I don't have any kind of love—long, lost, or otherwise. To play my fake girlfriend, my agent enlists Hadley Morgan, my secret college crush. The one who dragged me to an audition that launched my career but left her in the dust.

As it turns out, I can't stay away. Life keeps throwing us together, and it seems like she's everywhere all at once. She's in the same house as me, in the bedroom next to mine as I dream about what she's doing in there. She's interning at the baseball stadium when I'm there to focus on the game, and her boss has assigned her to shadow me as we work on a project together.

When his family decides to sell a home that’s been part of their history for more than a century, Lowe Mancinkus is madder than a hornet. To add insult to injury, the woman who purchased it is some fancy-pants city girl looking to fix it up and sell it off. Doesn’t matter that she’s sexy as hell or that just being near her gets his blood racing like never before. That home belongs to his family, or at least it did until she came to town.

Eleven years together and today, I find out...I don't know the first thing about the man I'm sleeping beside every night. My marriage is built on a bed of lies.... Nothing is real. Each day, I'm barely surviving, falling deeper into despair and loneliness. Meeting Hayes Taylor is not in my plan. Younger, beautiful, and broken - just like me. I feel a connection with him I've never experienced before.

Gorgeous. Sweet. Funny. He made me feel things that I've never felt before. In just one short week over Spring Break, I began to fall in love. That is until it all fell apart. Now, here I am, three years later and I've moved on, at least that's what I told myself until he came crashing back into my life. Things have changed. I've changed, and there's something he doesn't know. He wants me to give us another chance. I try to fight it, but it's not long before all of those same old feelings come rushing back. I know he feels it, too. I can see it every time he looks at me.

Juliette Anderson needs a change of scenery and a new purpose in life. So, when her parents suggest she move to Orchid City, she doesn't hesitate. What she doesn't need is to catch the attention of the hot-shot hockey player next door. Juliette does not date hockey players, and Mac Sullivan is no exception to her rule. Even if he's insistent on changing her mind…