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We were at the top. Tomás and Tiago Banner, the most famous twins in the world. The sexiest men alive. My whole identity was rooted in being the older brother, in taking care of my twin, in being a model. Until Tiago fell in love and left me on my own. Now I’m lost, drifting without an anchor. Hurting.

Years of pining. Years of keeping his distance. Years of lusting after Jaren, the one man Reid couldn’t have. Because Jaren is straight. Worse, he’s engaged to Reid’s sister. In other words: He’s off limits. Impossible. But a day before the wedding, she calls it off, leaving Jaren with nowhere to go. So what’s a man to do? Well, offer Jaren a place to stay, of course. A shoulder to cry on. A bed to sleep in. And maybe someone to share that bed with?

Nordin likes to think of himself as a modern-day Robin Hood, redistributing the wealth from those who don’t deserve it to those who do. It’s fun, it’s exciting, and it makes good use of his talents and gifts. Unfortunately, not everyone sees it like that, including FBI agent Tavin Donley. Tavin and Nordin met ages ago and from day one, were unable to keep their hands off each other.

Lagan absolutely despises his law professor, Killian Evans. He’s an arrogant, snobby know-it-all who looks down on anyone who’s not up to his standards. If only he wasn’t so damn hot. If only he didn’t make Lagan want an entirely different lesson from him.…

Dragon omega Fallon is recovering from the abuse he endured in his previous clan, and he's grateful for the friendship he's building with his roommates, beta Duer and pregnant omega Yitro. When Duer announces he thinks they're fated mates, Fallon is furious. He doesn't want fated mates. He wants to be able to make his own choices.

Sebastian LeClerc is richer than Midas. He’s also a grumpy a**hole, a playboy, and the world’s worst boss. At least, according to Hadley, who was crazy enough to take the job as Sebastian’s PA. Big mistake. Huge. Sebastian may look like Richard Gere, but he's nowhere near that charming. Everyone cowers and seeks cover when he's in the room. Hadley can't believe Sebastian's really that bad and that there has to be a reason for his bad attitude, but he seems to be the only one.

The second Adar lays eyes on the sweet, fragile omega, he knows he’s found his fated mate. Hell, everyone knows because Adar won’t leave Oliver’s side, protecting him 24/7. But he’s patient, more than willing to wait until Oliver has healed. Oliver doesn’t question his connection with Adar, but things aren’t as easy as they seem. Adar has needs Oliver can never satisfy—but Delton can. But why would the beta even offer to help Adar find the release he needs through impact play?

Vegas isn't my scene, but I might as well have some fun while I'm here for my son's wedding. I've always considered myself straight...until I meet Sawyer at the blackjack table. He's my age, super hot, and funny, and the sparks between us could power the entire casino. When he asks me up to his room, I happily accept. But one night isn't enough for either of us. We want more. Until we discover we're both here to watch our sons get married... to each other.

I love my job as a wilderness guide, even when an adorable guy sends me splashing into a river. I messed around with some guys while in college, but I haven’t been attracted to a man since. Until I meet Onno, a sweet Dutch man visiting Forestville. We’re the same age, and he’s so easy to talk to. Plus, I love his sense of humor. He would be so easy to fall for… The problem? He’s going back home to the Netherlands in three weeks. But not if I can help it.

Losing my hearing has far more consequences than I expected. The physical part is frustrating and annoying, but the emotional part is so much harder. I don’t belong anywhere anymore, always an outsider. And now there’s Dayton, the older, sexy firefighter who keeps popping up everywhere I go. At my gym, in my house, in my dreams. Wait, why am I dreaming about him? I don’t even like him—though that doesn’t seem to be mutual.

The whole red suit and beard should’ve been a turn-off, not to mention the reindeer and sleigh. Oh, and his age. The guy’s easily twenty years older than me. But when I spot the super sexy Santa someone hired for my dad’s bachelor party—don’t ask—I want to sit on his lap and tell him all I want for Christmas is him. The good news is that Santa—whose real name is Ellery—is into men and, more specifically, me. And he’s not opposed to me sitting on his lap at all. Or taking a ride on…I mean with him. We’re having our own wonderful Christmas time.

I’m such a cliché. Rich, successful… and bored out of my mind. A classic case of a midlife crisis probably, but instead of buying an expensive sports car, I go on a long business trip to Australia. Alone. I haven’t trusted myself to be with anyone since my best friend betrayed me, leaving me bleeding and heartbroken. Until a gorgeous surfer dude named Ocean falls into my lap. Literally. He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met. Bossy, carefree, and somehow, he reads me like an open book. I agree to him staying with me in Melbourne so we can have a fling. With me in charge, obviously.

I don’t do emotions or romantic entanglements. My life is simple: I work hard and I play hard, with anyone willing. I’m not discriminatory. And then I go home…alone. Until my body decides to stop cooperating. Nothing is stirring anymore, and it scares me to death. While navigating this issue, support comes from an unlikely source. Ennio, my best friend’s little brother, is sweet and sassy but also stubborn in his decision to be there for me. He’s the vibrant glittery sunshine to my grumpy black heart.

I’m everyone’s friend, but no one’s everything...I love working for Ballsy Boys, but when you make the kind of videos I do, relationships are pretty damn impossible. Guys find me sexy and want to either be with me or be me, but no one has ever cared enough to see the real me. Until I meet Troy...who shows up in a banana suit at my door. Long story.

How does a guy who vowed not to trust another man ever again end up falling for not one, but two men? Some people might look down on being an adult star, but this job has been my salvation. It’s the only one that didn’t turn me away when learning about my criminal record. After being screwed over by my ex, I vowed to never let another man close, but when my sweet, nerdy friend Mason asks for my help improving his skills in the bedroom, I can’t resist. And then there’s my gorgeous yet grumpy parole officer who has made it his mission to save me.

A crazy bet has tattoo legend Abel offering his big, hairy butt to the one man he can't get out of his head: newcomer Myron. For a tattoo, though anything else is definitely on the table as well. Half his age and size and bossy as can be, Myron should not be Abel's type, if only because he's a man and Abel has always thought he was straight. Yeah, not so much. Myron has gotten under his skin, and now Abel wants him on his skin as well... and in his life. What starts as a drunken bet becomes a scorching hot encounter. Myron makes it clear that's all he wants, but Abel needs more.

What will happen when my secrets are exposed? I’m lying to my mom about how I make my living. I’m lying to the Ballsy Boys about my life. I’m lying to myself about who I am. I pretend to be Campy, but I am Cameron. But does anyone even know the real me? When I meet my new roommate, a sexy Texan cowboy and break-out TV star named Jackson, all my lies start to come out. He makes me want to be myself, but I’ve spun so many lies that I don’t even know who I am anymore.

As far as I can tell I don’t have a submissive bone in my body. So why do I like it so much when Marshall calls me his good puppy? I’ve made some impulsive decisions in my life, but signing a contract with the K Boys to shoot an Introduction to Kink series may have been the biggest impulse ever. Sure, the intimate part of it doesn’t faze me, but the rest is way more intense than I had expected. Luckily, there’s Marshall, the consultant who oversees all the shoots. He’s so calm and steady, and he’s there for me when I panic.

I’m a walking disaster, so I’m not surprised when my RV catches fire outside the cute town of Forestville. What is surprising is the hot deputy sheriff who comes to my rescue…and invites me to stay with him. Waylon is fifteen years my junior, but he’s disciplined, organized, and put together. Who knew competence could be so arousing? But when I discover he’s a gay virgin, I may just be able to teach him a thing or two.

Brad feels nothing but shame about himself. Shame about his sexual needs, about his reputation, about his medical problem no one knows about. No one, except his best friend Charlie, but no matter what feelings Brad may have for him, he’s not going there. Charlie deserves so much better, and Brad desperately needs something not even Charlie can provide.