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I was a 68 Whiskey - a combat medic. So when I hear someone shout "MEDIC!", training just kicks in. It's automatic, immediate. I don't think I even saw the guy whose leg I tended to, not really. All I saw was him. Zane Badd. His tuxedo fit him like he'd been sewn into it, and his eyes reflected the fury and the hardness of a combat veteran, but when he looked at me, he just...softened. By the time I had his brother patched, Zane and I were both covered in blood, and I knew I had to have him.

"After everything blew up on Christmas, Liz walked away from me, and I let her. She said she needed space and a chance to pursue her dreams. But we both knew she was running from the mess she made. Now the political campaign she used as an excuse to leave is bringing us back together, and I'm proving to her what she really needs - not just the hot nights, greedy hands, and undeniable physical chemistry. What she really needs is something real. What she really needs...is me."

I see the world through statistics. Logic and routine. That's what keeps me sane. Killian Doyle is my polar opposite. His merciless, passionate nature terrifies me. He kidnapped me to force his brother, my friend, out of hiding and back into the mafia. He says he'll let me go when he doesn't need me anymore. I understand what he wants. The only real question is what I want from him. Because right now, I'm confused enough to think I want him to keep me forever.

Stylist Elle Olsen lives in fear of someone discovering her secret identity as Princess Eloise. But the men who killed her entire family in a bloody coup have done just that, and now they're coming for her. All Elle wants is to disappear into anonymity again, but the panty-melting billionaire who kidnaps her isn't about to let that happen.

Jasinda Wilder presents book four of the Dad Bod Contracting series...

Alison can’t believe that her boss wants her to have his kid and that he wants to do it the old-fashioned way. She can’t imagine having sex with him. He’s Harker. Sure he’s kind of sexy in a dark, brooding way and when he barks orders her body naturally responds, but still…sex with Harker?

Ridge Cooper did what he had to do to protect his sister, and everyone watched as America’s football king lost it all. Only the people closest to him know the truth, and he doesn’t care if the rest of the world hates him as long as they leave him alone. His mysterious new assistant is tearing down his walls and digging up his secrets, and for once, he wants to let someone in.

Enter the unsettling imagination of H. P. Lovecraft with The Selected Short Stories of H. P. Lovecraft, a chilling collection that showcases the full range of his cosmic horror and dark fantasy. These tales explore forbidden knowledge, ancient forces, and humanity’s fragile place in an indifferent universe—hallmarks of Lovecraft’s enduring influence on modern horror and speculative fiction.

Quinn Freeman has spent his life avoiding the dangers of commitment, but his reluctant return to his home town that’s in tragedy for his family stirs up memories and emotions he’d intended to leave buried. His arrival lights hope in many hearts including one long dormant. Meghan O’Reilly, the town’s only plumber and solo caretaker of her dependent sister, is weighted down with responsibility. She only sees in Quinn a careless charmer who isn’t used to hard work - but she still can’t keep from imagining his kiss...and longing for his touch.

Autumn Scott is the second woman at Six Chicks Real Estate to fall victim to "The Ad": "Beautiful, successful single woman in search of a wealthy, handsome man to help her get pregnant the old-fashioned way. Financial validation a must. Serious inquiries only. DM for more info." Problem number one? It works, a little too well, one could argue. Problem number two? Autumn has a dark tragic past keeping her from trusting men at all, let alone wanting a baby with one. Problem number three? Seven St. John doesn't take no for an answer, in the sexiest possible way.

An island fling was the last thing I expected when I agreed to spend a month on a tropical island with Graham and Soraya as nanny to their sweet little boy. I was planning to relax with the family, enjoy the sun, and get a break from law school.... Then a shirtless, tanned Adonis runs onto our beach and into my life.

Gwyneth "Gwen" Lockhart has a rare and powerful gift—she helps lost spirits find peace and cross over. When she takes on a job at a beautiful Scottish castle, she expects it to be like any other. But when she encounters the ghostly presence of Lord Tristan McRainey, a knight who died centuries ago, something feels different. Drawn to him in ways she can’t explain, Gwen begins to wonder if Tristan is not a ghost at all, but a man cursed and trapped in time by dark magic.

When Jackson gets his hands on the men who kidnapped Hannah, he's going to rip their hearts, still beating, from their chests. Or worse. No amount of pain or desecration seems sufficient punishment for the sin of taking Hannah away from him. He won't stop until he has the woman he loves back in his arms and in his bed. But as the ugly truth behind his and Hannah's intertwined pasts is revealed, their love will face its greatest challenge yet.

I am going to die. What was once my mates' curse is now killing me, but I will never give up on our eternity. War is coming. Our enemies won't stop until my mates and I are dead—our magic wiped from the face of the Otherworld. Extinction is the only thing they will accept. I may be new to this world, but it's mine now. No matter what, I won't let it fall into their hands. The Alphas will pay for what they've done. To me. To my mates. To the wolves they were meant to protect.

Florence Harris thought if she ever fell in love it would be with someone sweet, dependable, boring. Nope. Turns out she likes arrogant, annoying, ego-so-big-it-wouldn’t-fit-in-the-ocean Eli Lennox. Just because he saved her life he thinks it gives him permission to meddle in it. He’s determined to save her from herself. Problem is she thinks she’s beyond saving. She’s beautiful, intelligent, and the sexiest woman Eli had ever laid eyes on, and she turns him down flat when he asks her out. That doesn’t happen to him often. Or ever.

I thought the only woman I ever loved died in a car crash... Until I found her ten years later - a miracle. Her memory is missing, but it doesn't matter. I’ve reclaimed her heart, and we're going to be married. But my enemies are gunning for her. They know what she means to me. Can I destroy them and protect her before it's too late?

Nico Wright hates me because of my sister’s actions. I hate him because of how he makes me feel. I’m all twisted up with attraction, longing, and a large dose of shame. When I find out he’s the architect I need to help me get the old theater turned into a proper dance studio, I have no choice but to use his designs to bring my vision to reality. As I spend with Nico, I realize he’s the only one who understands how much I ache over losing my prima ballerina position at the Boston Ballet. He, too, had his dreams shattered by people who claimed to love him. Just like me.

The only woman I ever loved died in a car crash. Or so everyone told me. But a decade later, I find her alive. Her memory is gone, and she believes my enemies are her family. Unraveling what happened could get both of us killed. But giving her up is unthinkable. I'll protect her and make her mine forever. No matter the cost.

I’m Chuck Sansone. Cocky, arrogant, and the best boxer in the world. I’m a part-time building maintenance guy for Dexter Truitt and now his newest project. It’s been the same structured routine for years: training, working, and fighting. But with Dex behind me, someone who can see my end goal and believes in me, I know this is my time. I will fight for the heavyweight world boxing title. Nothing will stop this from happening. Not my team. Not my friends. Not the Mafia. Not the headstrong, gorgeous blonde bombshell - Caroline.

I swallow hard. He wasn't supposed to make it sweet. He was supposed to leave it dirty and inappropriate, so I could tell myself all he wanted was sex. That all he cared about was getting me naked, or if not that, then at least seeing me naked. Instead, he turned it sweet. And I couldn't tell myself any lies to keep me on my high horse.