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For a time, many years ago, love had grown, love was made, and in the end ... love was lost. The decision to leave had been the worst mistake Shelby Dawson could have ever made. However, at the time--ten years ago--she felt her secret needed to stay hidden, even if it broke her heart and the heart of the man she loved. Back then, he was all hers and she was all his, but now things have changed and he isn't the same guy she knew.

Monsters didn't just exist in nightmares. They were real; they lived among us. As the sole witness to a brutal murder, Ryann Sinclair knew that better than anyone. He'd been burned once, and Cash Donovan swore it was the last time. That all changed when Ryann stumbled back into his life. She was fiercely protective of her heart, and he was hell-bent on protecting her. Never one to back down from a challenge, Cash was determined to break her. Just so he could be the one to put her back together.

Doughnuts were her weakness. If Sadie Mullins hadn't been running on the beach to burn off the calories from her doughnut addiction, she wouldn't have noticed the man not moving out in the water. Wouldn't have dived in after him. Wouldn't have met West Montgomery. The cocky bastard should have been thankful, grateful even. Of course, he wasn't. That should have been the end of it. Of course, it wasn't. Damn doughnuts.

Reid Jackson - I’m a simple guy. There are only two things I love: my family and playing professional football. I may not understand why people get married, but I’d go anywhere for my brother, even his friend Camille’s wedding. Once I’m there, I realize our Bronx upbringing has left me unprepared for the world of old Southern money. Over 24 hours, I see scandal, threats, and lies. It’s a life I don’t relate to, a place I never want to belong. Even so, when the minister asks if anyone objects, I shock not only myself but also the beautiful bride when I stand up.

Working with professional athletes and helping them recover from their injuries has always been Kate Townsend's dream, but after an accident left her scarred and heartbroken years ago, she refuses to let what happened in her past happen again. Staying focused is the key, as well as not letting her feelings interfere with her job... no matter the circumstances. All of that is easier said than done when not only one, but two men crave her healing touch, igniting every single desire she's denied herself for so long.

Detective Blake Knight has been undercover before. But an assignment to bust a steroid ring running out of Dallas' elite male strip club means his new cover will be nothing but his own taut muscles and oiled skin. It's one thing for the tough, by-the-books agent to take down bad guys with his gun. Facing a rowdy crowd in only a G-string is another story...especially in front of his new boss, gorgeous, mysterious Reese Landon.

April is the hottest matchmaker in Manhattan. She is completely content helping others find love and is in no rush to find a match of her own. But when she is forced into attending a bachelor auction, she has no idea that she’s about to be the winning bidder of Bachelor #22.

I can't say they didn't warn me. Right now, I realize: I probably should have listened. Because if there's anyone who has no business playing a sport that requires a helmet, pads, and a liability waiver, it's this girl. The same girl who once knocked herself out during a game of backyard baseball. I stepped up to the plate, pulled the bat back a little too far to swing, and clocked myself in the back of the skull. Boom. Lights Out Lucy. That's how I got my roller derby name. So yeah. Maybe I should have known better.

I had everything. A bright future, a dad who loved me, and his three best friends who would do anything for me. One more than the others. Then I lost it all. Everyone who loved me left me. Med student turned stripper. Betrayed by the ones I loved the most. All it took was one evening, one moment, and my life was spun on its axis. My dad's best friend found out my darkest secret, but instead of running to my dad, he protected me. Promising that he wouldn't leave my side. A forbidden affair burned like a match to gasoline. Until it didn't.

"Does that mean you don't have a boyfriend?" I narrowed my eyes at him but he still figured out the truth. He gazed at me for a moment then asked, "Have you ever had a boyfriend?" I blushed again. Even deeper than before. My lack of response answered the question for me. I think this was the reaction Seth was hoping for since he leaned in really close. I instinctively tried to back away from him but seeing as how I was lying in bed, and he was blocking my escape, the only thing I could do was sink down into my pillow.

Skye Olson is a psychic like her mother, and her grandmother before her, but a bad break up with the man she thought was her soulmate has left her confidence in her abilities shaken. While she's in crisis, a real estate tycoon from Atlanta swoops in with his eyes on her shop. Colton Hayes spent his mortal life plundering royal ships with his pirate crew, but one holy relic changed everything. Now he and the rest of the crew protect the port of Savannah from their captain who traded his cutlass for a fountain pen.

They sent me away. No time to say good-bye. I didn’t know if I loved her. I didn’t know she was carrying my child. But when I saw her again I knew she still possessed me. I was the college playboy. The rich sh*t with Daddy’s money. Lucie was my childhood friend. One night was all it took - rekindled our friendship... Ignited our lust. Then I messed up. And was gone. Now I’m back, and I’m a better man. The question is will Lucie still believe it? Can we have a second chance? I can see the old spark in her eyes. She shares my longing.... I hurt her all those years ago.

I’ll be your date, and you’ll be mine. Who says a funeral can’t be romantic? Okay, everyone. Including myself. That doesn’t stop the rumor mill from turning when I show up with a beautiful redhead on my arm. That redhead also just happens to be a stranger, relatively speaking. Charlotte Barrow and I have run into each other a few times—on the subway, at a bar, and now on our way to separate funerals. Instead of the prodigal son who let his parents down showing up alone, I traded favors and brought a date. The deal made sense at the time. You be my date, and I’ll be yours.