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Who needs a man? They're nothing but a distraction. A disappointment. They sweep you off your feet, promise you forever. Then, as soon as another beautiful woman shows them interest, they leave you crying alone on the sidewalk with your dreams of a life together crushed. And the sexy playboy who keeps showing up everywhere I go is the definition of distraction and inevitable disappointment. I can live without that heartbreak. I have everything I need to make me happy - a job, school, friends, and family that I love. Yep. Mind made up. It's just a shame my heart didn't get the memo.

When I wake up in the hospital after a DUI car crash, my new NHL team owner gives me an ultimatum—get sober or get packed for the minor leagues. So I talk the talk and go to rehab. I plan to breeze through, get sprung in thirty days or less and hit the road with my new team, the Chicago Blaze. All I have to do is charm my attractive, uptight rehab group leader into thinking I've changed—how hard could it be?

Nothing rattles me. Well . . . almost nothing. As the most even-tempered player on the Chicago Blaze, I take everything in stride—hockey, fame, and life in general. No one knows that deep down, even I've got a trigger. She's a tall brunette with a gorgeous smile and an iron will. The woman who crushed my heart long ago. I never plan to return to Greentree Falls, Wisconsin, and lay eyes on Allie Douglas again—until suddenly, I'm left without a choice.

He's known as Father Anton to his teammates - the brooding, sexy captain of the NHL's Chicago Blaze has a reputation for...not having a reputation. Just like his diet and sleep routines, celibacy is part of Anton Petrov's on-ice mojo. Or so they say. Anton stays mum on the subject. If the world thinks he chooses to abstain from sex, so be it. Better that than the truth getting out: There is a woman he burns for, but he can never have her. She's his teammate's wife, after all.

Wittgenstein's Mistress is a novel unlike anything David Markson or anyone else has ever written before. It is the story of a woman who is convinced and, astonishingly, will ultimately convince the listener as well that she is the only person left on earth. Presumably she is mad. And yet so appealing is her character, and so witty and seductive her narrative voice, that we will follow her hypnotically as she unloads the intellectual baggage of a lifetime in a series of irreverent meditations on everything and everybody from Brahms to sex to Heidegger to Helen of Troy.

Wolf shifter and fashion designer Zane Bellamy has a secret: he's "face-blind," unable to recognize people easily no matter how often he's seen them. Victoria Hawthorne has a secret, too, but if she's learned anything from teaching first graders, it's that the best way to keep a secret is to not tell anybody. She and Zane have that in common . . . but absolutely nothing else. Haute couture collides with ordinary life when Vicki wins a dress design by Zane himself.

I've moved on with my life. I've started over in a new city, with a promising career ahead of me. I have the independence I've always wanted. Needed. I've even started dating again. Kind of. Sort of. The point is, I'm happy. Then why is it that when Rhett unexpectedly shows back up in my life, years later, does just the sight of him leave me breathless? I have no idea why he's here, especially now. But I'll be damned if I let him back into my heart.

Lincoln Cunningham doesn't do relationships. Mostly because he learned in college that he doesn't do them well. Translation: book smart guys focused on learning the art and science of vineyard tending aren't always girl smart. Lincoln's mother, however, isn't so sure. Her oldest son found his match, and now her sights are set on Linc. Why she insists on setting him up at the Paint it Pal pottery shop is beyond anyone's grasp.

Finally, freedom! Freedom to live my life the way I want. No parents. No security guard. Nobody to tell me what to do and when to do it. Well, almost nobody. My overprotective brother is still around to rain on my parade. But I can handle him. After making the move from New York City to Los Angeles, I'm determined to succeed at making a name for myself - without using the wealth and connections of my family. And nothing is getting in my way...except maybe the most infuriating and sexiest man I've ever met.

17-year-old Sadie is tired of being a good girl. Her Career Aptitude Test results say she's ideally suited for a career in the clergy (a.k.a. a nun), and on top of that, she receives yet another rejection. An aspiring dancer/choreographer, Sadie dreams of being featured on Dancer's Edge - but they say she's too sweet, needs more life experience. Her BFF, Kyle, and her oldest friend, 79-year-old Betty, agree: Sadie is in desperate need of a life makeover.

Two pink lines = game changer. Because I got knocked up by Denver Kane. My best friend's older brother. An ex-con. He's supposed to be off-limits. But I've been hot for Denver since before he even realized I existed. And it's more than his bad boy persona. Sure, he's a sexy, hulking alpha male with a man-bun and the darkest eyes I've ever seen. But he's also captivating, genuine, and doesn't care what anyone thinks.

He shattered my heart. Rejected me. Rejected my love. He walked away so easily, tossing the three words I told him aside as if they meant nothing. But they meant everything. At least to me. Fine. I'm done. He's pushed me away and turned his back on me one too many times. I've accepted it. Accepted that it's over, despite how I feel. But then why is he acting like it's anything but over?

A rich girl trying to save the world. A hood rat living by a moral code of his own creation. Georgia knew the south side was going to be rough, but she never dreamed she'd come up against anyone quite like Tripp. When Tripp's kid brother gets caught up with a local street gang, the two of them have no choice but to set aside their differences and work together.

Last month, I was living out of my car. Now I'm couch-surfing in Brooklyn. All I've got are some bad memories, an empty bank account, and a pigeon I named Hendrix. So when a mysterious, sinfully hot man offers me a deal, I have no choice but to accept. I'll pretend to be his live-in girlfriend for a month. In exchange, he'll give me a job at his exclusive club in Hell's Kitchen.

Sharp suit, fabled smile, and a sexy shyness guaranteed to equal one incredible lay. Translation: Levi Fairfield is impossible not to want. He's also damaged goods. Not that I care; I don't do relationships. I do casual. And going after men whose hearts are too shattered to function is the easiest way to get it. One night. That's always enough for me. Then a few things happen that I didn't count on. I can think of 100 ways to describe Mara, from the moment we meet. When she shows up on my doorstep with nothing to her name, I can't turn her away....The truth is, she needs me.

A trunk abandoned at Denver's Union Station more than a century ago leads Jillian and Nolan to untangle the mystery of its contents - including correspondence with the head of Pinkerton's National Detective Agency Denver office. While Nolan digs into the legalities of the findings, Jillian searches for the descendants of a stolen identity who might not be who they think they are on Colorado ranch land.

Carter Kane ruins me. In one blink, he damages my body, destroys my career, and shatters my life. In the weeks that follow, he takes my heart, claims my soul, and saves me. Drawn to his seafoam green eyes and devilish smirk, Carter's charming in a way that the men in my world aren't. He challenges me to want more, replaces my brokenness with confidence, and forces me to believe in myself again.

Charly Johnson created a bucket list when cancer left her mother with less than a year to live. They didn't make it all the way through the list before she died, but she made Charly promise to finish it and live her life to the fullest. Spending the summer in a coastal mountain city in Maine is next on her list. The scenic town is perfect for finding adventure, and the quirky inn owner makes her feel right at home in the guest house. Except for the fact that her new living quarters belong to the owner's grump of a nephew.

Wasted, covered in glitter, and wearing the ugliest dress in existence. Also known as: me, the night I stumble into bed with a Fairfield. Cohen isn't my type. I mean, other than his legendary family genes, and a smirk that leaves me as breathless as it does enraged. One night. That's all I want. Then daylight comes, and all I want is to forget him. There's just one problem: that night was too incredible to black out. Actually, there are two problems. Now my sister wants me to be her surrogate. To carry her child. To be pregnant. But, as luck would have it . . . I already am.

The moment I set eyes on Gabbi Sterling, I know she's mine. Unfortunately, she doesn't agree. Her brother owns my team. Her best friend told a little white lie. And my girl is giving me nine kinds of hell. Right up until we get lost in the woods together. Now, it's up to me to get her out safely. There's just one problem. I have a concussion and no clue where we are.