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I just saved the boy I'm falling for from a gruesome death by a demon. And what does he have to say? I'm the key to opening the gates of Hell. I mean, a thank you would've been nice. Or another scorching-hot, forbidden kiss. Either way, destiny will have to find someone else to torment, because I'm so done.

Jason King is used to getting what he wants. And he wants me. No clue why. I'm a geeky introvert. I must have that just-turned-eighteen, new-girl-on-the-block smell. Jason is popular. Cocky. His dad is richer than God. He has his crew dedicate their summer to tormenting my best friend, Donovan. Donovan fights back with quick tongue and a sense of humor as dark as his clothes. But he's tasted enough of Jason's knuckle-sandwiches to last a lifetime

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.

Dear Santa, I want them both for Christmas. All I want for Christmas is one perfect night with my best friend and my girlfriend. Naomi is stunning, vibrant, and as wild as she is beautiful. Diego is my rock, my loyal companion, and my best friend for life. We'll celebrate, and I'm going to savor every minute. Because this Christmas might be my last.

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.

A woman, her cat, and a murder. Who will crack the case? Sheila and her amateur sleuth friends or Whiskers and his animal friends?" Paradise Cove is, well, paradise. Pretty cottages line the quiet beach where waves wash gently onto sugar-white sand. Sunsets paint the sky each evening and gentle sea breezes blow across the dunes into the quaint downtown. Whiskers wears a shiny police badge on his pet collar, and he earned it, but when he tries to tell humans what he’s uncovered in his investigations they think he wants food or a belly rub.

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.

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.

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.

Mike hurt many people in his past, so he sets off on a journey to apologize to those he has damaged the most. When he reaches the end of his list and his cash in Denver, he decides to stick around and attempt a new start. Seb isn't sure he can trust Mike but offers to help the guy out with some projects in his new apartment. They try to deny the chemistry but it's too strong to ignore. Seb wants to find someone who can be his physical match so he can never make the mistake he made with Kyle. Mike wants to be found.

Jay Maxwell has always suspected foul play was involved in the plane crash that killed his husband. When his house is ransacked, he retains the services of Real Answers Investigations to help him figure out if he's also in danger.

When the handsome customer who comes in for a soy latte every morning stops coming in, Jay isn't too worried. Not until he sees the man's picture on the evening news. Can Doug figure out what happened to Mr. Soy Latte?

Dominant Jake Conrad isn't going to get involved in another relationship with a submissive. Burned by two former submissives, Jake vows never to collar one again. Then his best friend Ray brings him a sub like no other. Finn is damaged and bitter, although not as bitter as Jake. The white haired submissive has secrets and talents Jake never dreamed of and the lure of Finn's need to submit calls to Jake's soul.

The Seven—the Divine beings meant to protect the world—just declared war. On me. They took Ray, my baby sister, and now they're using my boyfriend to do their dirty work. Well, screw that. I may not be able to wipe them off the face of the earth now, but I know what can. Thanks to an Ather connection, I know about the Seven Scrolls. An ancient incantation made by the Creator to counteract the Seven's great power, scattered into pieces across the world.

Eighteen-year-old NHL player Logan Balanchuk came to Corrigan Falls to distract himself from his career-ending injury. He doesn't want to even hear the word "hockey," so when he meets Dawn, a beautiful, free-spirited girl who goes skinny-dipping instead of watching the draft, he's intrigued. Neither of them is looking for anything serious, anyway.

Natalie West and Toby Cooper were best friends growing up, on and off the ice. But when Toby's hockey career took off, their friendship was left behind. Now Natalie has a crazy plan to land her crush—Toby's biggest rival—and she needs Toby's help to pull it off. When Nat asks Toby to be her fake boyfriend, he can't say no. Not when it means getting his best friend back. But Natalie is all grown up now, and spending time with her—even when it's just playing hockey together—stirs up a lot of feelings, old and new.

They say time heals all wounds. They lie. Especially my brother's best friend, Zack. Because my brother is dead, and that's a wound that will never heal. I'm dealing the best I can, numbing my pain with alcohol and sex of the random variety. Until Zack literally runs into me on Boathouse Row in Philadelphia and takes matters into his own hands. He intervenes in my life and offers a new coping strategy: himself.

When Spencer agreed to help take down the leader of a Portland crime family, he didn't realize he'd end the night with the bloodied body of an unknowing accomplice in his arms. His initial interest in Dylan was purely physical, but when Dylan stepped in front of Topher's gun and saved Spencer, the lust quickly turned into something more. Something he wasn't sure he'd ever find in the fast-paced dot com world he was from. For mature listeners.

This was not how my wedding was supposed to happen. I should've been wearing a designer tuxedo, not a tuxedo t-shirt. The wedding should've been in a church with family and friends, not in a 1960's style chapel with Elvis as the officiant. It's nothing I ever imagined. Except the girl. She's the only thing about this accidental marriage that is exactly right.