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When Cash Mayson was forced to choose between the love of his life and his unborn child, he knew exactly what he had to do…no matter how broken it left him. When Lilly Donovan was forced to accept that the guy she loved wasn’t who she thought he was and become a single mother, she knew exactly what she had to do…proving just how strong she is. But what happens when years later they find out everything they thought they knew was a lie?

Chase Grayson has never been interested in having a relationship that lasts longer than it takes for him and his date to get dressed again. But then he stumbles into a gray-eyed girl whose innocence pours off her, and everything changes. From the minute Harper opens her mouth to let him know just how much he disgusts her, he's hooked.

Paradise is supposed to be a short-term stop. Until Thor shows up. Okay, not the real Thor. But replace the hammer with a dog who won't stop barking, and Adam Thomsen is definitely long-haired Thor's doppelganger. Too bad for me, he's decided I'm the villain in his story. Too bad for him, his scowl is no match for my super-powered positivity.

The last thing I expected when I ran out on my wedding was to wake up in Vegas married to Mason Reyes, the cocky, gorgeous, and much younger NFL quarterback for the Boston Rebels. I've always been a smart, responsible doctor. The good girl. And yet here I am with a drunken photo of our nuptials leaked and spreading like wildfire. Considering my ex is his former teammate, it's as bad as it gets.

Missing kids isn't one of Ryan Wolfgang's usual cases. "Wolf" is the head of Arrow Tactical Security, a black ops firm that takes on dangerous missions. His life is fast-paced and that's the way he likes it. Alexandria Rolfe has grown up in the shadow of her father—the world-renowned forensic scientist and psychologist, Dr. Richard Rolfe. She's determined to build her own reputation now that she's graduated with her PhD, so when she gets the call about the missing teenager, she jumps at the chance to prove herself.

Eddie: Cancel your dinky-little roomette on the train. I’m booking us two of the big bedroom suites. Birdie: I’ll cancel it after you’ve booked the other sleeper rooms. And reimburse you. Eddie: Don’t worry about it. Just cancel your tickets. I got this. Round trip. I’m on the Amtrak website right now. Birdie: You don’t have to leave NYC when I do! You’ll hardly be able to spend any time with your Instagram girlfriend who you've never met!

I didn’t get to say goodbye to my mother. When I watched her coffin lower into the ground, I swore I’d never love another that deeply again. I didn’t have to. I found solace in the opposite.

When the Wildbloods presented their daughters to me on the night of the Tithing, they knew what was to come for the chosen girl. The crescent moon that marked Willow made her mine. I had no choice but to take her. Destiny determined our fates long before we were born, laying our roles out for us. A sacrifice would be made. A tithe paid. Only then would our families be free, at least until the next payment came due.

One of my favorite songs growing up was Jessie’s Girl by Rick Springfield. Ironically enough, I never realized I’d be living out those lyrics in my own life when I fell for my best friend’s girl—and then my best friend, John Schmitt, died. Add on the fact that she was pregnant with his child and that I’d been harboring feelings for Evelyn months before all of this happened, and well, now? Now the lyrics to that song don’t sound so bad anymore.

I shouldn’t have messaged him. And I definitely shouldn’t have said he was my boyfriend. In my defense, I was trying to forget my crush on my silver fox Italian boss and lose my V-card after a month of pining and tummy flutters. Then my boss messages back. When he hears where I am, he’s feral. He turns up at the bar, kisses me, and tells my friends I’m his fiancée. But it's all fake.

I’m the bad boy of baseball. And she’s the good girl who’s meant to repair my image. Falling in love with my pretend girlfriend is not part of the plan… My life is a mess. My career is in serious jeopardy because of one stupid decision that had disastrous results. I’m stuck on the injured list, for who knows how long, and losing endorsements because of my reckless behaviour.

Pro football legend Madden Bradley was never supposed to be anything but my enemy. With one season left on his contract, he’s set to take over his family’s empire, and I’m his business rival. Forced into a partnership we both resent, the last place I should be is tangled in his sheets. Now we’re stuck working together, and the more we clash, the more explosive the tension becomes…until it finally detonates. He’s maddening, charming, and completely addictive. And when he murmurs exactly what he’s going to do to me, I forget that he’s supposed to be the enemy.

Combine one billionaire hockey player on a mission with one struggling nursing student with an independent streak and mix them up good with a matchmaking grandma and you have the perfect rom-com with some of those poignant moments to tug at your heartstrings on the way to a most satisfying ending . . .

Gal tried to destroy The Mermaid Chronicles, the book of prophecies that sealed his fate and that of his people. But destiny isn't so easily erased. Now, with the ancient power of Atlantis' trident surging through him and a new, darker prophecy echoing in his mind, Gal must prepare to face the greatest threat his island has ever known—and protect the woman he loves from the storm he knows is coming.

A cruel fate. Two souls condemned. An impossible love. I knew he’d choose me before he came to our door on the night of the Tithing. I bore the mark that would make me his. It was my ancestor who spoke the words that bound us together, and his demon-god who promised protection for the price of blood. My blood. I was prepared to be that sacrifice if it would keep my family safe. Loving Azrael? The thought never crossed my mind. He was and would forever be my enemy.

When the person you love most is hurt, a man discovers who he truly is—down to the bone. Will he protect her? Can he make it right? Will he go as far as it takes… or prove he’s nothing but talk? Because the truth is simple: if he chooses not to fight for her, he never really loved her at all. A man who loves with his whole heart knows no limits. There’s no line too dark. No such thing as “too far.” There’s only her. And her pain is his to carry—even if she never knows he was the one who bled for her.

A truth for a truth? Becoming a father was never part of the plan, but then a one-night stand shows up with a three-month-old baby girl and completely upturns my life. Now I'm a single dad, and I have no idea what I am doing. I need help, so when a friend suggests hiring a nanny, I jump at it. And then she walked through my door.

I wasn’t planning to propose to Raif Jones, the bad boy from the wrong side of town. The one with the tattooed muscles, naughty blue eyes, and dimpled, James-Dean grin. You see, it all started with a series of bad decisions. First was flirting with a dangerous criminal to rescue a little girl I didn’t even know. Second was throwing a massive, masked gala in my small-town hideout (complete with drag queens) and not expecting to draw attention… Then Raif rode in on a motorcycle and melted my undies (and my heart), saying he wouldn’t let anybody hurt me.

I hate that part in a wedding, where everyone waits on pins and needles to see if someone has a reason why the couple shouldn’t get married. So, when I ran into my high school sweetheart and found out that she was engaged, I said my peace before she ever walked down the aisle. Shauna and I crossed paths when I went to Las Vegas for work, and sharing one meal with her was enough for me to remember why no other woman has even come close to affecting me the way she did.

An ancient curse. Two families bound. A forbidden love. When the Wildbloods presented their daughters to me on the night of the Tithing, they knew what was to come for the chosen girl. The crescent moon that marked Willow made her mine. I had no choice but to take her. Destiny determined our fates long before we were born, laying our roles out for us. A Sacrifice would be made. A Tithe paid. Only then would our families be free, at least until the next payment came due. I would have done my duty as Penitent. I tried.