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Born to a race of creatures who strictly police their presence among humans, Kris possesses a gift only one dragon in each generation may possess—a human form which requires no magic to maintain. But he has paid dearly for this gift, as it has relegated him to a life of monastic solitude, exhaustive training, and an existence devoid of even a casual touch.

I bit a vampire. I sank my teeth right into his flesh and drew blood, and I liked it. Now, I’m craving it as if I’m a creature of the night. I’m far from it. My family has been hunting bloodsuckers for centuries. So it comes as a horrifying shock when my aunt catches me licking blood off a knife like its cake batter. Panicking, she calls someone who she thinks can help me. Little does she know that dangling me like a carrot to formidable Sam Mason has consequences no one is prepared for, especially me.

Brilliant, bookish Camille has been lusting over her fellow expedition member, Eben, ever since they entered the Sumatran jungle. Her shyness has thus far kept them apart, but now that they’ve breached the mysterious temple they’ve been searching for, things are getting even hotter, wetter, and steamier than the jungle outside.

In my wildest dreams, I never foresaw the incredible journey my life would embark upon. Bound to the mesmerizing vampire, Sam Mason, his mere presence anchors me in vulnerability and ignites a flicker of hope as we confront an uncertain future. Our journey is not solitary; we are graced with four precious children who depend on us for their safety, forming the bedrock of our existence. Yet amidst the joy, a looming shadow threatens to shatter our existence. The merciless genetic engineering war jeopardizes humanity itself.

Serving cocktails with morning sickness is bad enough. Stumbling into a mob hit? Nightmare. Running is my only choice. Although I never expected to run into him. Alek. The hook-up I can't forget. The guy I saw murdered was his brother. And he'll do anything to find the killer—even if that means keeping me under lock and key until I ID the shooter. Now, he's the only one standing between me and a bullet.

Jacob Callahan is nothing like the guys I know from college. He’s powerful. Stern. And most of all, he’s big. Every time I crane my neck to meet his eye, every time I see his bulk fill a doorway…I melt....

Serving cocktails with morning sickness is bad enough. Stumbling into a mob hit? Nightmare. Running is my only choice. Although I never expected to run into him. Alek. The hook-up I can't forget. The guy I saw murdered was his brother. And he'll do anything to find the killer—even if that means keeping me under lock and key until I I.D. the shooter. Now, he's the only one standing between me and a bullet.

Having everything, living the high life, it was only ever in the movies. Until now. Until them. After a summer away, I return to find my mother remarried and a whole new family around her. Now I’m enrolled in the college for East Coast’s most elite; Saints U. Along with my new stepbrother and his friends.

She’s trapped in a magical prison. To break out, she’ll make a deal with the most dangerous prisoner of them all. Sentenced for a crime she didn’t commit, Samara is bullied by guards and tormented by the screams of her fellow prisoners. She’s resigned herself to enduring her fifteen-year...

Reclusive Tully Hartlock has only one goal: escape the curse of her famous last name. Every dollar she earns from Only Omegas is going toward a fresh start across the ocean, to escape being the deeply inadequate heir of the Hartlock name. Tully has lived in the shadow of her ancestor, Esta Hartlock, her whole life, and she is tired of being used for it. But when she falls for one of her subscribers, she finds her life turned inside out, because he belongs to the wealthiest, most powerful pack in the city. Baylark Pack is used to getting what they want, and she is their missing puzzle piece.

Five years, I've been the shadow in her past. She don't know the man who rescued her from her kidnapper that night was me. And it's gotta stay that way. Diletta's got a new life now—miles away from my world of violence and sin. Watchin' her from the sidelines was supposed to be enough. But one chance meeting, one brush of those eyes, and I'm wrecked. She don't recognize me, but I know the truth, and we're both gonna be in danger if our past catches up with us. So for her sake, I gotta hit the road. I wasn't counting on Diletta—that woman won't let me go, so I stay and fight for us both.

Pretty sure I was a serial killer in my past life. Because karma is kicking my ass in this one. Everything was copasetic. I was coasting on the wave of life… until a gnarly swell pulled me under, and I washed ashore to a nightmare. A nightmare there was no waking from. So I packed my shit and moved all the way to the other side of the country—to the only place someone was willing to give me a second chance.

Luna: Five years ago, I saved the world, but no one knows it. Ten years ago, I nearly destroyed the world’s economy, and some people won’t let me forget it. I have good friends who are helping me get back on my feet, after I screwed up big time, writing a dangerous piece of malware so I could draw a paycheck. Graham and Oz are sweeping me off my feet, to help relieve the stress. When a major tech blog runs an anniversary piece on my mistake, all eyes are pointed at me again. This time, if I go down, everyone who supports me will go with me.

Money. Marriage. Murder. Three things I never thought I'd deal with, let alone all at once, but now those three words embody my entire world. There’s nowhere to run, not with the eyes of the country on us now.

Being a single father in witness protection isn’t ideal, but it’s the only option to keep the baby I technically stole safe. Staying hidden is simple until the night I beat down the door of the only doctor in town, demanding help, and I meet the woman who changes everything. I’m danger and violence; she’s innocent and caring. I’ll corrupt her, and potentially bring the threat of the MC after me to her doorstep. Too bad for Dr. Caradee Blacksmith, I’m too selfish to care. Because I want her no matter the risk.

On the tenth day of Christmas, the Fighting series gave to me... One grown child in another state, two teenagers about to graduate, and seven more kids growing up way too quickly. Join the Fighting gang, along with their families, as they celebrate Christmas in Breckenridge under the same roof, one last time.

These four MMF short stories bring the heat with the kind of immersive writing that takes you right into these characters’ worlds, from the hard streets of the LA underground crime scene to an Australian vacation, to a London college town and a luxury NYC loft. Each story is completely different from the next, but they all share one thing—whether it’s their first time or a long-term thing, these guys are bi and they don’t hold back.

As the carnage starts to pile up around us and the walls start closing in, there are only so many moves to make, only a very few cards to play. Nothing is as it seems, we don’t know who to trust and the bodies just keep piling up. But when those bodies become the ones I love the most, there’s nothing I can do but play this twisted game by its own rules.

My two best friends have each found their perfect threesome. I don’t have an issue with the fact they both have two boyfriends. I would like a taste of the same for myself, though. When two guys hit on me in a bookstore, I’m tempted to ignore the fact that Fred and Barney are obviously fake names. I’ll be their Betty.

The start-up gaming company I work for likes to push boundaries, including adult ratings, no limit on in-game partners, and some moderately graphic depictions of all the different ways to get down and dirty with two or more people. Given that I’m inching my way toward 40 and my experience in the bedroom is limited to a couple of less than attentive ex-boyfriends, I'm not sure I can pull off the realistic designs that are expected of me.