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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.

After being abandoned outside the gate of her village in the middle of the night as a baby, Cora has spent her life in this small village, avoiding the marriage lottery and the advances of men she considers boys, and working in her forge as the best blacksmith, even if no one will admit it. Until the Shamans come. They're looking for someone, or something. Cora has always had a temper, so when she sees the Shaman attempt to suck the soul of a boy, she stabs him mercilessly. One problem...Shamans can't be killed.

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time and a group of thugs dragged me down an alleyway. I tried to invoke fear by telling them exactly who I was, Carmen Barsetti, the daughter of Cane Barsetti. But my name didn’t protect me—only his did.

Bosco promised to give me everything I want to make me stay. Marriage. Four kids. A villa in Tuscany. But he won’t give up the one thing that matters most—his job. As long as he’s involved in the underworld, my unborn children will never be safe. When I finally have the strength to leave, disaster strikes. I cross a man I should have avoided, and now he’s intent on keeping me for himself. He’s got serial killer written all over him. But I know Bosco is always watching—together or apart.

Bosco Roth is the kind of man my father will never approve of, so I need an expiration date. He may be the man of my dreams, someone I could see as my husband and the father of my children, but the relationship with my family will never be the same and no man is worth that—not even Bosco.

It's been a month without power. With no phones, no computers, and no reprieve, the remaining fragments of humanity are disintegrating rapidly. Starvation grips the populace as ruthless gangs emerge, seizing control in a merciless free-for-all that engulfs the entire nation.

Declan Cross is powerful, brooding, and his dark eyes speak of damage that my soul begs to unravel. I’ve always been drawn to men who are rough around the edges, the bad guys so to speak, but he’s a kind of brutal that scares me. So I promised myself I’d stay away. I swore up and down that I would never give in to the fantasies that haunt me at night.

I know her as the unconscious girl I found bleeding out on the locker room floor. I got her help. I saved her life. The next time I see her, she makes it clear she wants nothing to do with me. Too bad. I didn't go through the trouble of saving her life just for her to throw it away again. She doesn't know it yet but I'm about to be her new best friend.

I knew a relationship with Cauldron wouldn't be easy. But I underestimated just how challenging it would be. How can you love someone that refuses to love you back? How can you love someone that betrays you not once, but twice?

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.

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.

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.

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 wish I’d known before it got to this point so I could have stopped it. I'd have chosen her above all else... if only I could go back. Even if it meant never getting to kiss her, to love her, to be consumed by the woman she is and the love she gave me. The only thing I know as truth now is that it’s all my fault and it’s all too late.

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.

I should have fired Eliza Jenkins the night she overstepped her qualifications in a high-profile client meeting. Or the time she called me stuffy, uptight, and grumpy to my face. But it's her luscious mouth, her chocolate eyes, and her voluptuous curves that really drive me crazy. So I send her packing, pink slip in hand. My company is better off without the mouthy firecracker anyway. At least, that's what I've been trying to believe. Except now, a multi-million dollar deal is on the line, and she's the only one who can help me save it. I've got a new assignment for Ms. Sassy. Be my fake wife.

In my final semester at Lincoln University, Coach Kosta insists I need a tutor to raise my Stats grade so I don't tank the men's hockey team's GPA. With NHL dreams hanging in the balance, I'll swallow my pride to prove I'm a team player. But hold onto your sticks, ladies and gents, because fate has an icy twist: Dylan Daniels, ice queen and center of Lincoln's women's ice hockey team, is going to be my tutor. We go way back, all the way to the days we'd race in her old man's rink. My presence made her foot-stomping mad back then, and apparently, it still does.

New York Times bestselling author, J. Sterling has created a world you’re going to fall in love with—in this ultimate holiday romance bundle of fun and flirty stories. It includes Kissing My Co-worker, Dumped for Valentine’s, My Week with the Prince, Fools in Love, Spring’s Second Chance, Don’t Marry Him, Summer Lovin', Flirting with Sunshine, Falling for the Boss, Tricked by My Ex, The Thanksgiving Hookup, and Christmas with Saint.

In this electrifying EMP thriller, airline pilot Ross races against time and chaos to save his wife and son from a world plunged into anarchy. With society unraveling, and accompanied by his co-pilot Henry, Ross's mission is fraught with perilous obstacles and ruthless adversaries. Meanwhile, his son Matthew faces his own treacherous journey, pursued by enigmatic enemies. This nail-biting tale of survival, courage, and unbreakable family bonds is a must-read for fans of high-stakes, post-apocalyptic action.

Kat's a take no s--t kind of girl, but when her mother forces her to start online dating with her, she's taken off guard. The tables turn, and now Kat has the opportunity to dish out unsolicited advice of her own. The ever-unsociable Kat puts herself out there, knowing no man in their right mind will ask her out. Little does she know the world has changed. The constant connection has caused a disconnect, and while hiding behind a screen, most men hold nothing back.