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All this time, I thought Cauldron was the answer to all my problems. But nope. Now he's a much bigger problem.

I’ve been in love with Rian Walsh for as long as I can remember. He has held many titles over the years. He’s my brother’s best friend. One of the Bastards of Grove Hill—part of the Five Families. He’s also responsible for every single time my heart has been broken.

When I tried to leave, Grave forced me to stay. He's obsessed with me, and not in the good kind of way. Griffin is out of the game, but he gives me a piece of information that can set me free. I travel to Cap-Ferrat, in the south of France, and find this powerful man. But he's not the least bit interested in helping me. Not for free, at least. If I want his protection, I'll have to make it worth his while.

Port Royal, South Carolina, was my home. I was born there. I fell in love there. And I nearly died there. I never thought I'd go back. Now, after so many years, I have to return to bury the man who made my life a living hell. Some nights, I used to cry myself to sleep, praying my father would die. Other nights were different. Other nights, there was him. Callan Cross.

Sawyer Landry knows he’s been beastly to be around for the past few months. But he can’t seem to remember how to be fun-loving and friendly. Until he sees Juliet Dawson on his boat dock...and realizes that hip waders are, apparently, one of his turn-ons. But despite the beauty in the boots, the last thing he needs right now is a city girl in his way for the next two weeks. He’s incredibly drawn to the cynical fish-out-of-water, who seems to be the one person who isn’t intimidated by his growling.

Not much happens in Deerfield, Connecticut. The sleepy little town nestled at the foot of Taconic Range near two pristine lakes is the stuff of Hallmark movies. Picturesque town square, friendly neighbors, the changing seasons… but Deerfield’s small-town charm will lose its allure after a girl goes missing. Family secrets will be exposed, old wounds will be reopened, and lives will be turned upside down as past and present collide.

I gave Crow Barsetti a piece of my mind—and I had no regrets. Now he’s the one trying to earn my approval, but it’ll never work. He put me through hell and back, almost made me lose Vanessa for good, so I don’t have to like him. Tolerate him, yes. But not like him. I try to make an effort for Vanessa, but it just blows up in my face. Sitting across from Crow at the dinner table, in the very chair where he handcuffed me and pointed a gun at my face…made me blow a fuse. All I want is Vanessa, and now that I have her, I have no obligation to her family.

I tell Crow everything I know about the hit on his son. It’s a brief conversation, and I don’t waste my time trying to convince him of the facts. Whether he believes me or not, I couldn’t care less. I fulfilled my obligation to Vanessa. But once I realize Crow and Cane are outnumbered and they’re all going to die in this hit, I have to get involved. I have to risk my life because I know how devastated my baby will be if she loses the men she loves most.

The Greed & Gluttony Luminary has trapped us into executing his evil plans, and it seems we have little option but to agree. Carter has orchestrated Chad’s kidnapping, and he holds my mom’s life in his hands. Then he drops a game-changer. We must play our parts—or at least look like we are—because the fate of our loved ones, and the world at large, depends upon it. There is no choice.

My father has made his decision and he won’t change it. I’m about to lose the love of my life. How can I ever go on without him? I’ll never love anyone else the way I love him. Can this really be the end? Carter’s story also begins in this installment.

Gabriel Herrera saved my life. He picked up all my broken pieces and tried to put me back together again. But life doesn't work that way. So, I did what I had to do. I lied through my teeth. Then he suggests we casually hook up. It's a bad idea, right? F--k it. It's fine.

Quinn has made mistakes - like sleeping with the wrong people. It’s taken him time to figure out what he wants in bed and out of it. Understandable, since he’s attracted to both men and women and surrounded by a network of friends who seem to have no trouble finding love in any combination. When he meets Trevon - the sexiest man ever - on the side of the road, only one thing keeps Quinn from pursuing him: Trevon’s even sexier wife, Devra. Financial and safety concerns forced them into a marriage of convenience they both secretly wish was more.

Austin's out on bail. Cecilia's missing. And it's all my fault. I I should have protected her—kept her safe. Instead, I pushed her away. If anything happens to her, I'll never forgive myself. But if playing soccer's taught me anything, it's that I'm not afraid to fight for what's mine. On the field or off, I'll play dirty if I have to. Because losing her isn't an option. Not this time. Cecilia and me? We're endgame.

After a very public breakup and a viral post that declares him the villain, power forward Cal Foreman is taking a time-out from women and relationships to focus on hockey. When Chicago Rebels captain and old friend Vadim Petrov “volunteers” him to help train Vadim’s sister Mia, Cal figures he can do a favor for a pal and get ready for the season with his new team. But the imperious Russian would slice a skate blade through Cal’s internal organs if he knew what lessons Mia really wants. Yeah, not that kind of stickhandling.

In a blackout-plunged New York City, Kimberly, her brother Collin, and friends Becky and Mike race to their family's Kentucky homestead. Facing a collapsed society marked by chaos and violence, their journey tests their endurance against ruthless dangers. At the farm, with no power or communications, she must rescue her friends from the chaos engulfing the nation.

Guilt and shame made it impossible for Agent Jordan Mikalski to look the love of his life in the eye. Wren Asbery’s mourning threw her into a deep depression she wasn’t sure she’d ever climb out of, made worse by Jordan’s abandonment in the time of her greatest need. After years of slow healing, they realize they’re both attracted to the same man, which means they have some things to figure out fast. Will Kason Cox be doomed to lust after two people who can’t stand each other, or will he be able to become the glue that sticks them back together?

I had the chance to leave these lands and avoid the war—but I chose to stay. I chose to stay because if I don't keep Harlow safe, she'll die. The demons are a foe too powerful, invulnerable to Huntley's fire-breathing dragons, a fiend so untouchable that HeartHolme and the other kingdoms stand no chance. I tried so hard to fight it, restrained my emotions from the first time we were together, but the inevitable has come to pass. I've fallen hard for this woman—a human. I've chosen to risk my immortality for her even though she wouldn't forsake her humanity for me.

The hot stranger, who gate-crashed my party and almost came to blows with my boyfriend and my other lover, is my loathsome new stepbrother. Ares delights in telling me he’s named after the God of War, as he threatens to ruin me. Not sure what I have done to deserve his instant hatred, but whatever.

Kyra Kado hates Van Hernandez. Or at least she wishes she could. Ever since she kissed him and he rejected her as a “mistake”, things have been tense onboard their tour bus. Kyra takes out her aggression during her drumming performances as a member of Kason Cox’s band and tries not to think about how well Van guards her body between their shows. Until she meets Ollie Dawes. Funny, flirty, and cute, he takes her mind off Van. The Hot Rides salvage man is used to being alone on his solo part-finding missions, but she suspects he’d rather not be lonely anymore.

My type had been well-established. There might as well have been a giant sign on my heart that said, 'Good Guys Need Not Apply'. Which is exactly why I had to friendzone Ken Easton. The man was a former football star, smelled like fresh laundry instead of stale cigarettes, and had more ties in his closet than tattoos on his knuckles. Pssh. BOR-ING. But the more I got to know my hunky study buddy, the more questions I came away with.