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Eighteen months ago, my world was tossed upside down amid horrified screams and merciless hellfire. I was thrown into the flames to burn alive, but now I stand on the other side, invincible, untouchable, and un-f*cking-beatable. Today, the ID in my wallet says John D. Hamilton. It’s the name I go by, the name the beautiful brunette sitting alone in Ginnie’s diner knows me as.

Bishop men are nothing but a plague on this planet, a disease that needs eradication before it spreads. They’re murderers. Liars. Thieves. The day I met Colum Bishop, I thought my life was finally turning around. I was led to believe he would be our savior. He was supposed to be our hero, a long awaited reprieve from the hardships life insisted on throwing at my mom and me. But in reality, he was the beginning of the very end. Instead of accepting us, he destroyed us. Instead of saving us, he had us murdered. But before my final moments, I met a girl.

Katrina Blair is a single mom to a daredevil teen, which means she has no time for fruitless endeavors such as dating. Why? Because men are all the same: liars, thieves, and unreliable a**holes. Pregnant at fifteen and deserted by the father long before their son was born, Katrina learned her lessons early in life and has built an impenetrable wall that keeps the weak away. But Eric DeWhit isn’t weak, and he’s been lingering on Katrina’s side of the diner an awful lot lately.

Spencer Serrano is seven feet of f*cked up. He’s crude, flirtatious, and far more dangerous than his stupid jokes imply. Abigail Rosa lives her life inside a bubble, placed there by those who love her, kept there by the respect she has for them. She knows they mean well, but the day Spence visits her shop with his filthy mouth and lack of manners, is the day her world is flipped upside down. Abigail isn’t inclined to give the giant jerk a minute of her time, but he’s determined to conquer her in every way. Just as he’s beginning to make progress, Checkmate alarms are raised.

Link: I'd never heard of a real life matchmaker before, but grandma insists on introducing me to one and makes sure it's really real when she tells me I'm her matchmaker's new client . . . Normally, I'd do anything for grandma, but this is a big ask. Because I'm not ready to settle down. Not even close. I'm a twenty-something rising star in the NHL—otherwise known as a chick-magnet.

When people say, "You're only as good as your last hit," are they referring to the music or the drugs? From the sidelines, the band's agent, tour manager, and record label have more say about whom they associate with than its members. And although Sage may have started as a muse travelling with lead singer Dex from the infamous rock band Whilder, her destiny as the future Mrs. Dex Whilder was never guaranteed. There are other unexpected players involved in shaping the lives of the members of Whilder and their entourage.

Virginia and Luke hail from entirely different worlds. She is a spirited young city girl from Tacoma, Washington, while he is a successful cattle rancher from Texas who moves fast and plays hard. When their worlds collide during a chance meeting at a convention in Phoenix, Arizona, the sizzling desert heat holds nothing compared to how hot their desires for each other become in a single weekend.

Be careful what you write on a Taco Bell napkin in high school. Committing to a marriage pact beside a Mild sauce stain normally isn't contractually binding. Unless, of course, your signature winds up next to the signature of a future billionaire CEO, who is 100% serious, 100% certifiably grumpy, and 100% the kind of person to make 30-day Valentine activities at his fancy office building mandatory.

A career on the verge of collapse. A broken heart locked away. The last thing they need is strings.
Jake Davenport is the best striker in the English Premier League. Or he was until his off-pitch behavior left his captain with a broken nose, and Jake suspended. Indefinitely. He flees to New York to lay low. But peace is fleeting when he's sharing an apartment with his free-spirited first love, who insists on friendship and shoves him outside his comfort zone every chance she gets.

Her father murdered my uncle in front of me, starting a war between our families, and I learned from a young age to never trust a Paladino. But I never expected to be so captivated by the daughter of the very man I long to kill. The sight of her, dancing in another man's arms, ignites a fury so powerful it catches me off guard. My interest in her is dangerous, and the lines of my loyalty are blurring. I should hate her. I do hate her. At least, that's what I continue to tell myself.

Attempted murder. Drug deals gone wrong. Fraudulent insurance claims, and a family reunion she'll never be invited to again, Kit Reilly's life has been anything but calm since settling into domesticated life with Bobby Kincaid. After almost losing her life at the hands of sadistic family—why must there always be a crazy cousin?—Kit wakes to find the freedom she used to enjoy, gone, and in its place, is a devoted boyfriend who worries so much, she's barely afforded two-seconds of alone time.

Jimmy and Izzy are up! Izzy Hart was his from the beginning of time . . . despite the fact her brothers would kill him for even looking at her. Best friends since birth, Jim and Iz grew up together and knew where their futures were heading; they just didn't tell anyone else their plans, least of all each other. Now Iz is having a baby with another man. Was Jimmy too late to claim his one and only love? Will Izzy find happiness—with him, or with the father of her baby?

For months, I've tried to stop loving her. Begged myself in the darkness of the night as I lay awake, to let her go. So badly, I've wanted to move on from the hurt inside and the love I still cling to, but I can't. Telling myself not to love her is like telling myself to stop breathing. Impossible. Unfathomable. But watching her prepare to marry another man is like a searing knife to the heart that keeps twisting. Beginning a new life in California seemed like the only option, but seeing her while I lie in my hospital bed, I can sense something is amiss.

For twelve years, Gal has nursed a burning desire for revenge. As the anniversary of his mother's death approaches, he leaves Atlantis, determined to track down Zale, the shark shapeshifter who robbed his mother's life. But as he sets sail on his quest, he discovers his two closest friends have stowed away on his vessel.

I've caged myself off since the day my wife passed years ago, only trusting a small handful of people. Letting someone into my house and around my daughter is a huge step—especially when that person happens to be the sunshine girl I ghosted in the middle of the summer. She represents everything I don't want to acknowledge and brings out a side of me I don't recognize, but I need the help and she's far from a stranger. But as time goes on I feel my resolve slipping, and I'm not quite sure what that means for me.

The demon king Zor'imuth is no more, destroyed by the British werewolf Nathaniel Fortescue and his fated mate, the American Kylie Drummond. Years have passed in the modern world. The threat of the Outlands is over, or so it seems. Until the daughter of Nathaniel and Kylie comes of age.

Wallowing in grief for too long can be hazardous. It's why I allowed my brother to talk me into accepting a new client. Our security firm needed the money, and the endorsement from a famous director could steer our company to new heights.

Dark, mysterious, and lethal . . . That's how most people describe the three men in my bed. Cold-blooded assassins who kill men they deem unfit for society. And yet, to me, they're my salvation. Rescuing me from a gilded cage and a doomed life with a sinister man. I asked them for a simple favor: two birds for one stone. What they demanded in return was something far more profound, something that would indefinitely tether the four of us with an unbreakable bond.

How did I find myself sharing a tent with my obnoxious—albeit gorgeous—neighbor, Isabella Romero? It all started with a stupid bet. All I had to do in order to win was something unpredictable. (Which my brother thought was impossible for the ever-boring David Windell). Well, I showed him . . . by booking a trek in the Andes Mountains to see Machu Picchu. When the brochure for the expedition mysteriously appeared on my front porch, it was like fate interceded: I could win the bet while simultaneously getting a vacation from my irritating neighbor.

It was supposed to be a two-week arrangement that ended when the vacation did. Only Kincaid Maxwell is a greedy bastard; enough is never enough for him. After he's demanded my body, soul, and heart, he wants to own me. As much as I want to give him everything he wants, my past demands that I leave Kincaid alone. Because of my vows, I have no choice but to order him out of my life. Only, the nights in his bed aren't that easy to forget. Nor are they something that I will ever regret.