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When my boyfriend dumps me, I need a new place to live - fast. Luckily my best friend offers me a solution: move in with her brother and his two roommates in his Malibu beach house. Sounds good, right? Except my new roommates turn out to be three of the hottest actors in Hollywood. Each one is gorgeous, rich, and famous-and they're all off-limits because there's only one house rule: no sleeping together. They could have any woman in the world, but to my surprise they each want me. Soon there's a new rule: whatever I do with one guy, I do with all of them.

A sexy rockstar walking into your hotel room sounds like a dream come true. When you're in the middle of some serious self-pleasure like I was, it's a freaking nightmare. It gets worse. What I thought was my room...was actually his. I'd just given last year's hottest new talent a performance worthy of my own Grammy. Now everyone is talking about the girl who got her rocks off in Brix Wilson's hotel room. Nobody knows I'm that girl and it's going to stay that way. It's not like I'm going to run into him again, right? Wrong.

The weight of the world sits heavy on my shoulders. The men in my life have left me broken and bruised. I know that I have to dig deep to find the strength to pick up the pieces and move on. However, there is just one problem, or one man standing in my way. Hank Burns. My ex-husband. It's been five years since our divorce. I lost everything back then, and if I'm being honest, I've just been going through the motions. I just want to be alone, I want to salvage the pieces of me that are left and move on, but Hank is adamant that we give us another try.

I never sleep alone. That's why they call me Notch. Because I am always adding a new line on my bedpost. So when I meet Maya, she's just another conquest. There is something about her slender frame and long legs that keep me coming back for more. With the end of the war in sight, I let my guard down and make her scream my name. But when I find out she's our enemy’s sister, I question everything. And I am forced to decide what is more important. Ending the war for our club. Or being with her.

Axe Landry needs a fake mate-fast. Axe Landry is the disgraced heir of a defeated Alpha. He craves law, order, and stability, but he's clinging to his position of Chief of the Lunar Council Enforcement Agency, the protectors of Crescent City, by a thread. If he doesn't find a mate—a witch mate, at that—by the next full moon, he's bound for a life of ridicule and isolation. When werewolves start to go missing, Caden realizes he might be in over his head. He's never let himself rely on anyone before, but Axe becomes his rock as he learns to navigate this newfound world of witches and werewolves.

Huxley's best friend is his rock. Huxley Might's position as agent within the elite Lunar Council Enforcement Agency has prepared him for a life of service. It is a heavy burden to bear, but Huxley can always count on his childhood best friend, Ezra. Nothing could come between them—except the future. If Ezra Fescue manages to stay out of prison, he'll be doing better than the rest of his witch family. No matter who Huxley chooses as his mate, the first thing she'll demand is for Huxley to give Ezra the boot. A night of passion changes everything.

Cy isn't the mating kind. Cy Pataki doesn't get attached. He's a damn good agent who enjoys his job protecting Crescent City, but to keep it, he must mate the witch his pack lined up for him twenty years ago.

Claudia Waring has never kissed a boy. Never been popular. Never been to a hockey game. All that's about to change. Assigned to tutor Chris Winslow, a prank-loving, gorgeous hockey player, Claudia's perfectly planned life immediately veers off course. And she kind of likes it. But as fun as Chris is, she knows she'll never fit in his world. After his latest prank lands him in hot water, Chris has to get serious or lose hockey. Not an easy thing for someone as carefree as him. The biggest problem, though, is how much he wants to help his cute, buttoned-up tutor loosen up a little.

Davenport: I thought I found where I belonged with my husband and wife. Everything was perfect until we lost her on the same day our son came into this world. Together, we tried to stay strong and focused on bringing her dream to life, but maybe it's finally time for us to follow our own dreams.

My employee's daughter. That's all she was when I let her do odd jobs around the warehouse for a few extra bucks. And then she went away for college. This now beautiful, sexy, desirable woman is no longer the tomboy I once called Kiddo. I want to see how she responds to my kiss. I want to feel her body tremble as she anticipates my touch. I want to learn all the places that bring her pleasure. And I do...in secret. She's my intern and under me for the summer. Literally. This was supposed to be a fling. A little fun between the sheets without commitment - that’s what we called it.

Fierce Salon is owned by sexy ex-model Nate Edwards. He's a player in every sense of the word but keeps his antics out of the salon. But when Amy takes over his empty chair, all of his carefully constructed walls begin to crumble.

January Dixon. She's the girl I've lusted after for years. A smart mouth and sharp tongue surrounded by soft beauty and a body I'd give up an organ just to touch. It's a tricky situation since she lives right down the street and dating a neighbor generally isn't a good idea. But this is Violent Circle, where normal may as well be a dirty word. Thanks to an impromptu fashion show where I tossed all self-respect aside and strutted my stuff in full bondage gear in front of our small town, she now owes me a date. And I plan to collect.

Just as I'm shutting down my dating profile for good, a new message pops up. He's funny, so I think, what the hell? I reply. When he suggests that we meet, I say yes. F--k. It's Cameron Hunter, one of the rudest, most arrogant assholes I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. He's also the son of one of the state's most influential judges. The same judge who's about to become my step-father....

Vodka should come with a warning: mixing with karaoke will make you do stupid shit, like sing that song you wrote when you were 14 about the boy who broke your heart. At least he didn't see it. Oh wait. He did. I should've just stayed home. The only reason I came was to stop Lily from doing something stupid, like crash her ex-boyfriend's wedding. When I open my hotel room door to find Adam standing there, that sexy smirk tells me he's hasn't changed. He's still the same arrogant asshole who made my childhood hell.

Walking into Jake's bachelor party to see my professor motorboating a stripper was awkward. It wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't completely hot for the guy. I had been since I first walked into that feline anatomy class and saw him performing chest compressions on a Persian cat named Andrew. So, as I sat in that strip club and knocked back my third tequila, I started thinking...I should make a move on him. When our eyes locked over the busty, blonde stripper who was gyrating against me and he smiled, it was all the encouragement I needed. I have no idea what happened next.

Zayne wants control. Zayne Andino wants his life back. Zayne is sick of being a bargaining chip, but he can't anger his father without jeopardizing his own status as agent in the Lunar Council Enforcement Agency. The best he can do is shut down his emotions and act like none of it bothers him.

They call me Big Pickle. It's not what you think. (Although that's true, too.) I happen to be the oldest Pickle in the family deli business. And we have the best salami. Take that one however you like. But when my father announces the franchise will go to the most profitable of the three brothers, I learn that even though I'm the eldest Pickle, I'm dead last. I hightail it to Texas to see what's happened to my restaurant, only to find a sassy little spitfire named Nova Strong in charge. She's amazing. She's sexy. She runs our deli like she owns it.

A faceless name. That's all she was when I agreed to play a part in deceiving her. And then the unexpected happened. We met. I yearn for her skin against mine. I crave her scent on my body. I want to make her laugh and then moan. And I do...in secret. I promised my business partner I wouldn't touch his sister. But I broke that promise. Our little dirty weekends together are no longer enough. I want my bohemian girl in my bed every night. She wants a ring, marriage vows, and babies...all things that I can't give her. Our romance is explosive. Our ending, miserable...unless I bend.

My son is in trouble. And the only men who can save him . . . don't even know he exists. At eighteen, I lost my v-card to my two best friends. And then came the fall out. I ran from Hannsett Island. It's been me and my son against the world ever since. I told myself I'd never go back, but my son is sick. And the two doctors who could save his life . . . ? Jason and Donovan. The same two men I shared one hot, steamy night with over ten years ago. Can I keep my secret safe . . . even though it threatens to slip out every time their lips touch mine?

All it took was a blizzard and a pair of sky-blue eyes to break me. I had one rule when I decided to rent out the ground level of my house—keep it professional. So I have no idea why I told the hospital to call my new tenant, Logan Hawkins, when I ended up unconscious in the snow. It was impossible to keep my distance from the brooding single dad after he came to my rescue.