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Five years ago, I royally screwed up, lied, and broke the heart of the woman I love. A sane man would buy her a nice present and grovel. Guess I must be crazy. I love Meg more than anything. So why am I running against her for mayor of Harrogate?

Rules are meant to be broken. Except for one: Women can't get enough peonies. Even the girl in front of me in line is admiring the peonies in my hand. While I need these particular flowers for my latest plot, I'll still give Meghan the biggest, thickest bouquet I can find. It's flattering how much she wants my peonies. And I don't mind personally delivering.

I've been in a bit of a funk lately. Who hasn't? Languishing in my room 24-7. Working, sleeping, eating, drinking. Too much of all four. Something had to change to shake things up. Enter my new roommate, Emmett. He hasn't just shaken things up. He's flipped and twisted me around in every position possible. My world has never been so shaky. There's a hot shredded alpha prowling around my apartment and he has a slew of new rules. He enforces them with a dominant hand and a possessive gaze. Following the rules has never been so fun....

Carla’s always been a romantic. As the owner of the only flower shop in the small mountain town, she believes in true love and can, of course, quote every line in The Princess Bride. Which wouldn’t be quite so pathetic if she wasn’t 37 and still single. So single, in fact, she’s forgotten what it’s like to have a man give her a single carnation, let alone a dozen roses. Then Christian walks into Happy Petals, and she knows the fragrance of flowers has to have gone straight to her head.

When Gage takes over the family bakery, he’s got a lot of work in front of him. His day starts way before dawn and doesn’t end till well past dark. The very last thing on his mind is romance. That all changes the day a five-foot-nothin’ spitfire buys the shop next door and promptly begins what has to be the longest and loudest remodeling project. Ever. It’s soon plenty clear that Little Miss Trouble is intent on upending Gage’s well-ordered life. He’d be good and riled up, if only his new neighbor from hell wasn’t so damn gorgeous....

It's been eight years since I've been stranded on this desert island. Eight long years of eating the same food, walking along the same beach, staring at the same trees all day long. But everything changes when a young, beautiful girl washes up on my shore. Her plane crashed in the ocean. She's stranded on the island now. This is my island and that means she belongs to me. I'll never be bored again. Not with those delicious curves and that pretty face. This desert island just got a whole lot more interesting. With her here, it just became a paradise.

When my evil stepfather sold me into slavery, I thought things couldn't get any worse. Then they send me to Darkstone Academy, a reform school for psycho mages. The human students here are the rejects from other academies, out-of-control young mages. And then there are the supernaturals. They hate humans and aren't shy about showing it. Danger shadows my every step—until I find myself unexpectedly soul-bonded to four powerful men.

Firebrook Castle is haunted. I never believe silly ghost stories…until I suddenly inherit the crumbling Firebrook estate. And now I’m a human bravely staying the night in an old ruin to prove that tales of ghostly Hyrrokin soldiers are just that…tall tales. And then I scream like a little girl when I discover a black-horned, satanic-looking male standing at the foot of my bed, who isn’t entirely corporeal. Each night this scary, shirtless apparition with an exquisite six-pack of abs hovers at my bedside. Is this “ghost” stalking me? And…why do I like it?

One day, I’m nobody. The next, I’m a witch. And I’ve caught the attention of three smoking hot demons. This sinfully steamy reverse harem series is now bundled with exclusive bonus content! Follow Deja as she steps into her power, recalls her past lives, and fights the persecution of the ones she loves.

When smokejumper Carl Jensen’s parachute accident leaves him with a badly-hurt leg, he's forced to take shelter on a remote mountain ranch. The ranch's owner, a lush, curvy woman, intrigues him. He’d like nothing more than to keep her warm through the cold nights. Too bad Michelle wants nothing to do with him. Maybe that’s because she saw him shift from wolf to human. Or maybe because she guards a fragile heart.

When pastry chef Annabeth Jones goes on the run from her abusive fiance, the small town of Bearpaw Ridge offers her a safe haven. Nestled at the foot of the Rocky Mountains, with friendly neighbors and a bakery/cafe that needs a new owner, it's the perfect place for her to start over. Firefighter and bear shifter Dane Swanson knows at once that kind, curvy Annabeth is his fated mate. She's also human, in a world where shifters must keep their existence secret.

I have no alternatives—I have to throw myself to Carl Svensson’s mercy like a wretched Victorian romance heroine in order to save my dog. I wish all I had to do was lounge around a haunted mansion in a pretty dress. Instead, Carl is forcing me to run outside in the morning, clean my apartment, and finally do something about my credit card debt. Yes, I am side-eyeing all of this. Carl’s in for a shock of his own, though. I’m a free-spirited, art-loving girl with tattoos, multicolored hair, and piercings. An uptight, suit-wearing investment banker is not going to change me.

A month-long retreat of rest and relaxation from my high-powered career is just what I need. Until I’m the only human in a rental home community on a distant planet populated by beings who look like satanic devils. Yep.

Lawson wants what is lawfully his, but Banks is prepared to fight for his bride. Banks and Tia haven't consummated their marriage. He's done waiting. But he isn't like her other husbands. And while they both have a love for learning, Tia is about to get an entirely new sort of education. Banks is ready to teach his wife a few things about his dark desires. The world outside their bedroom though, is darker still. She has to get pregnant to stay in Alaska, but carrying a child is a death sentence. Finding a cure is all that matters. It's time to crack the code.

Eris Vance, salvager and loner, is happy with her life in the remote fringes of the Empire with just her AI for company. An abandoned ship could be the find of a lifetime, but it's not nearly as empty as she thinks. And the hulking man left behind kindles a heat she's never felt. But will he stay through the coming storm?

What was the worst day of my life ever? Today. My wedding day. Not because I married a man I’d never met but because my husband, Wolf Van de Berg, hates my freaking guts—and the feeling is mutual. It’s worth it because I get 30 percent of his company if I can survive this marriage. But that’s a big, giant if. And no, before you ask if we had a passionate night of hate and lust on our wedding night, think again. Wolf is doing everything in his power to make me call it quits on our marriage. The only way I’m surviving is with cake. And wine. And did I mention cake?

The Wife Gamble is book three in a six-book dystopian romance series. The passion is high but the stakes are even higher. Tia and her rugged husbands are in the wilds of Alaska fighting for their lives - and for their love. She trusts him with her secrets...but can she trust him with her heart? In a world where everyone struggles for survival, Tia is no exception. Enemies are on to her, and she won't be able to keep her husbands safe forever. For two of her men, it might already be too late.

I scented my mate and she disappeared before we could meet, leaving behind a forgotten piece of clothing. It’s driving me crazy. I’ve checked every unmated human female, asking if this mysterious red fabric is hers. Pissing off other males in the process, but what do I care? I’m on a quest to find my future bound, no matter what.

He sat behind me in Intergalactic High School, pulling on my braids with silver-tipped claws. Knocking my books to the ground and smoke-laughing at my dismay. He was always there, lurking around, scaring away all my possible dates.

I’m the Hyrrokin High Priest of a remote monastery on the planet Salo. I spend my days in quiet contemplation, keeping my flame-throwing banked and nursing my war wounds. And I take my vows of silence and celibacy very seriously. Very. Seriously. Then one day a mouthy, gorgeous human female is dumped onto the stone steps of the main altar. And suddenly I’m tempted like never before.