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I was minding my own business when I ran into the sexiest tattooed god I'd ever seen. I've seen a ton, considering I own Dragonfly Books, which just so happens to be located next to Ink Me. You get the picture. While trying to find myself after the death of my mother, Finn throws my world upside down. Will the makeup and lace be too much for him, or will he walk with me through my own journey of self-love?

One bullet. One dead man. And now my wreck of a life is spiraling out of control. The bastard deserved it, but I'm just a regular guy. I botched the escape, and since I killed him while wearing a Santa costume, they call me the Festive Fugitive. Cute. Too bad I'll be spending Christmas behind bars or in a body bag. Then he appears. Cesar. My dark salvation. A trained killer who looks at me as if I'm his personal miracle. I killed his boss, yet he says I did him a favor. He wants to protect me, claim me, cage me in his arms, and God help me… I let him.

Lucas Donlon, vampire lord, is one of the most powerful vampires in North America and beyond. Charming and irreverent to his friends and lovers, he enjoys everything about his life as a vampire. But when a neighboring lord makes the mistake of declaring war, he quickly discovers that Lucas is every bit as lethal as he is charming.

Moving to San Luco wasn’t my choice. I was kicked out of my old school because of a protest I organized that went south. Now, I was attending Franklin University with only a semester left until graduation and not knowing a single soul. Until I meet Ryan Redpine at a frat party. He’s handsome, muscular, has a great smile, and I quickly find out he’s the son of a CEO hell-bent on destroying the environment. I push Ryan out of my mind, deciding to keep my sanity and morals in tact.

Danny Hall is terminally single. That's not surprising, given that he lives in the tiny township of Goose Run, Virginia, and the only other gay guys he knows live with him in his grandma's house and are like brothers to him. It probably also doesn't help his dating prospects that he works at a gas station. When a series of petty disputes with his awful neighbor escalates into a legal matter, Danny calls in a lawyer. But when Miller Clarke turns up on his doorstep, Danny finds himself chasing more than just legal advice.

Cowboys break hearts. It's a known fact. But my career as a romance planner has me moving back to my hometown of Kissing Ridge—a town so full of cowboys you can't enter a room without bumping into a Stetson. And I don't date cowboys. Not that it matters. I build romance for others… not myself. There's no way I'm falling for a steer wrestler with a sinful smile and awkward rambles. I've already had one cowboy break my heart. I don't intend to make it two.

Forcing Salvatore Moretti to marry me at gunpoint isn’t the craziest thing I've ever done... I hate being desperate, being scared. It's a filthy, helpless feeling. I'd much rather be enraged, violent… unhinged. Salvatore watches me dance and calls me Angioletto, his little angel. He doesn't know the demons that haunt me. He's too blinded by my beauty to see the blood on my hands. Then again, he's a mafia capo, so maybe the blood wouldn't bother him anyway. My past is like fire licking at my heels, ready to consume me. But Sal won't let that happen, he’ll protect me. He has to.

Let me get one thing straight. I am not in love with my best friend. My heart isn’t broken, and there is no "he" who’s going to swoop in and magically make it all better. Whatever that crazy psychic says, it’s not true! I’m Knox MacKenzie, and I’m straight as an arrow. I like girls - even though they don’t always like me back.

For as long as I can remember, I've craved submission, but have struggled to put my wants into words. Then along comes a man online that I know only as Sir, and the connection is instant. Our desires align in a way I've never experienced. Anonymous or not, Sir is exactly what I'm looking for.

They say time heals all wounds, but it's been five years since my boyfriend died, and I haven't dated since. I threw myself into architecture, and thankfully, there's just no time to wallow or look for love. My friends push me to get back out there, but I'm not ready to be vulnerable again. Then I meet Kev. He dresses like a catalog model, but he talks like he's got an old soul. He shows me what I'm missing but holds his own heart just out of reach. I can't stop falling for him, and he might be worth taking a risk for. Can I believe in myself enough to win his trust and his heart?

Cameron Fletcher and Lucas Hensley are advertising executives who have 65 hours to pull together the campaign of their careers. Sixty-five hours to get along. Sixty-five hours to not kill each other. Sixty-five hours to fall in love.

Welcome to Big Bend—my nightmare and my home, all in one. I don't fit in here. I don't fit in anywhere. I've made so many mistakes. Over and over. Two of those mistakes haunt me. One, being responsible for a friend losing his job and reputation in this town. And two, well, that one is even worse. I ruined so many lives with one stupid decision I barely even remember. And now, I'm going to pay for it.

Luca Haryk is ridiculously happy and in love—an easy feat with an adoring soulmate by his side. Despite his anxieties over his new position, he's found a home in the Otherworld and has everything anyone could ever dream of. So why does he still feel like a puzzle with a missing piece? When a secret door appears in the palace library, hiding old documents that may belong to his dad, he's suspicious, but he also can't help following the clues.

Bored senseless in a meeting, Jon McNeill amuses himself with a kinky dating app on his phone. Then the app matches him with another user... who’s six feet away. Suddenly, Jon finds himself on the same page as someone who’s way above his pay grade: millionaire property developer Rick Pierce. But office relationships aren’t easy to keep a secret. When the truth comes out, Jon is certain he’s about to get fired. Instead, he finds himself tangled up in a much bigger mess.

When an infant is taken from his carriage in broad daylight, missing persons detective Quaid Valor must race against the clock to find the child and bring him safely home to his family. Unfortunately, Quaid’s partner isn’t available, and his team is spread thin. Begrudgingly, Quaid must accept the help from his rival, homicide detective Aslan Doyle. Aslan is Quaid’s opposite in every way. He’s bold, outspoken, arrogant, and the office playboy. And much to Quaid’s chagrin, Aslan seems to have set his sights on Quaid as his next conquest.

There I was, moving into the dorms at Franklin U and not into the shared party house I’d lived in my freshman year. Last year had been all about football and parties, not schoolwork. Which was why my grades tanked. Why I was one failed class away from being kicked off the team. Why I needed to live on campus and find myself a tutor. Funny that my new roommate just happened to be a tutor. Funny that he was oblivious to how hot he was. For a smart guy, he was pretty clueless.

At the heart of a missing child case, Quaid and Aslan learn the true nature of fatherhood. With their baby due any day, Quaid ends up tangled in a case on the last day of work before his parental leave begins. Between eerie ransom notes and family secrets, unanswered questions pile up, twisting the case into something Quaid has never seen. Someone is lying. Someone knows more than they’re saying. With the help of supportive friends and colleagues, Quaid and Aslan are determined to solve the case before it’s too late.

Lana Arnold is a bounty hunter determined to chart her own future. So when the most powerful vampire lord in all of North America enlists her help in tracking down a very old and elusive bloodsucker, Lana sees nothing but opportunity. There’s only one catch. The client wants her to take Vincent - a vampire she neither knows nor trusts - along on her hunt. Then again, maybe it’s herself she doesn’t trust, because Vincent Kuxim is sex walking in a pair of tight black jeans.

Gavin Buchanan is thrown into a life he didn’t want, molded to do a job he always feared. How long until life in the Marine Corps turns this gentle, tenderhearted man into someone no one recognizes? Owen Wallace is adrift and going through the motions. Every time he tries to stand tall and put the past behind him, life kicks him down. There is only so much a person can take before they turn bitter and jaded. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Their souls are bound to each other. Nothing will keep them apart. It will take time, but they just need to find their way home.

Jason Walker is a child star turned teen heartthrob turned reluctant B-movie regular who’s sick of his failing career. So he gives up Hollywood for northern Idaho, far away from the press, the drama of L.A., and the best friend he’s secretly been in love with for years. There’s only one problem with his new life: a strange young man only he can see is haunting his guesthouse. Except Benjamin Ward isn’t a ghost. He’s a man caught out of time, trapped since the Civil War in a magical prison where he can only watch the lives of those around him.