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Aideen Collins is a free spirit. She is outspoken and tough as nails, but she has to be after growing up in a house full of men. Family means everything to Aideen. Her family consists of her four brothers, her father, and her group of wild friends. Aideen is protective of her family; there is not a lot she wouldn't do to keep them safe. Kane Slater is a tortured soul. Literally. He is misunderstood by people, even feared by them thanks to the scars that mar his face and body.

I was pretty happy living the carefree life of a successful bachelor. Money to spend, a revolving door of women, no commitment, no relationship troubles - it was perfect. At least, that's what I thought until I held my friends' newborn baby in my arms, and she smiled at me. That was the moment I realized what life was all about. That was also the moment it occurred to me I needed a baby mama - stat. So...the hunt is on for the perfect candidate. But first, I might have to have one last fling - you know, go out with a bang. Literally.

Aideen Collins is fed up. She is at her wits' end with her eon long pregnancy, her new-found paranoia, but mostly she is fed up with her boyfriend's constant hovering and nit-picking. Kane Slater is happier than ever. He is about to become a father for the first time with the woman he loves. Little does he know that Aideen is both literally and figuratively a ticking time bomb. He just has to survive a few more weeks of murderous hormonal outbursts, and all will be well...or so he hopes.

Alannah Ryan is plagued by an old face haunting her dreams, turning her waking hours into a mess of worry. Talking it out with the person she loves the most isn’t a possibility, not when the same face haunts him, too. To protect the love of her life from another burden, she keeps her fear to herself, even as that fear begins to consume her. Damien Slater has the life he always wanted with the woman he adores by his side, but there’s a problem. His woman is keeping a secret, and they swore they would never let another secret come between them again.

Alec Slater is a bachelor, never one to bed the same woman, or man, twice. He is a free agent who does what he pleases and answers to no one - that is until a fiery Irish redhead with a temper to match her hair color knocks him on his arse. Literally.

Jazzy Simon used to be a pro at reading people. That is until she met Finn Walker, the broody musical genius behind the country’s hottest rock stars. As media correspondent for a new rock and roll documentary, Jazzy is there to get the paycheck her family desperately needs. For an added bonus payment, she'll expose a little scandal on the side. But as she spends more time with the guarded single dad whose dedication to his daughter lights her heart on fire, Jazzy’s ability to read people goes out the window.

There are two things you need to know about me. 1: I’m never late. And 2: I hate Christmas. Yes, I’m a girl who hates the holidays. My entire, enormous family is already enjoying their holiday vacation in Iceland, but thanks to my busy job and having to meet them there, I’m late. They could have chosen any holiday to fly across the world, but Christmas won, which sent me scrambling because the end of the year is my busiest time. It’s difficult to carve out moments to see the family at all.

Branna Murphy is a survivor, a wife, a friend, a sister, and a soon-to-be-mother. Ryder Slater is a hardass, a husband, a friend, a brother, and a soon-to-be-father. A surprise honeymoon deep in a beautiful forest for a secluded getaway was supposed to be fun, romantic, and peaceful - until the storm of the century hits and both Branna and Ryder face a new enemy that has means to harm their family. Mother Nature.

We were the Knights, the future leaders of the Order of Ravens and Wolves. Each born into privilege and power. We could have anything and anyone we wanted. And I wanted Riley Adams. That pigtailed little brat slapped me in the park. She thought she could handle me. That I was just an entitled prick who got my kicks taunting her. She should’ve listened to the rumors, paid attention to the warnings...not that it would’ve mattered. Her fate was sealed the day she came up to me looking for her damn dog.

Griffin Marks can charm the socks off anyone he meets. Except me. To me he's a beautiful pest who will do just about anything to make me like him. I wish him luck. I might write romance, but in reality what's the benefit to falling in love when nine times out of ten you end up burned? I have no plans to change my mind, until the night we collide (literally) in the parking lot. One concussion later, I've somehow ended up as the girl living in Griffin's spare room, and my sunshine catcher intends to use this opportunity to make me the newest member of his fan club.

Get ready to rock with the KIDZ BOP Kids as they hit the road on their live tour.

Hate is a strong word. Depending on the company, loathe is a good substitute. Abhor might be a little fancy, but it gets the job done. But the word that really sums up how I feel about Liam Darcy is, without question, hate. He doesn't seem to think much of me either. The second he lays his fault-seeking eyes on me, he sets out to oppose me. Everything about him is imposing, as if he consumes the nearby air to power the rise and fall of his broad chest, and it's clear he resents my presence on his advertising team.

I didn't do relationships. Because I had been burned. I didn't do repeats. Because I was burned, again. I slipped and allowed a repeat. And I was burned for a third time. Then I found her. Beaten and bruised. I knew only I could protect her. And I wanted to. As a friend. I wouldn't fall in love with her. I couldn't fall in love with her. But I did. And it almost killed her.

I met the love of my life when I was 17 years old. She was my best friend, my love, my soulmate. Even at such a young age, we had a solid plan for our future. I would join the Marines after graduation. We would get married after my first deployment. When my time with Marines was up, we would start a family. But that's not what happened. I came home to find out she disappeared a few weeks after I left. It was as if she vanished into thin air. Then, one day, out of the blue, Ember walked into my clubhouse and set off a chain of events that ultimately revealed almost 40 years of secrets.

Kenzie is a void witch. Only a handful have ever existed. And now she's trying to find out where she belongs in the paranormal world. Thankfully her mates have never cared about her witch status. They love her for her - even if one of them is playing hard to get. Kenzie plans to make Hunter beg.

Nikki Bridges has it good. An enviable home in an upscale neighborhood, a heavenly-scented hobby making personal-blend perfumes, a cherished daughter, and comfortable rituals with a husband she loves. How was she to know it would all blow up with her husband’s affair, a blindsiding divorce, and an identity crisis she never saw coming? With little money, less work experience, and a modest apartment, Nikki is tentatively moving on. Along the way: a waitressing job, a bond with an empathetic group of friends, and reentering the dating game at fortysomething.

Daphne Marriott strolls into Clover Ridge and informs librarian Carrie Singleton that she's a psychic. But if she had foreseen what fate awaited her, Daphne would have steered clear of the quaint Connecticut town. Evelyn, the library ghost, tells Carrie that there's more to Daphne than she lets on. The mysterious woman grew up in Clover Ridge with her no-good dad, who apparently met his end at the hands of Daphne's brother, Billy. Still, Daphne proves a welcome distraction when Carrie's overbearing mother hits town. Mom's much younger husband, Tom, is in a movie that's lensing locally.

When my sister thrifts an aged map with iridescent lettering leading to a town called Ever, I roll my eyes. According to a quick internet search, the town doesn't exist. We only manage to find it with the help of a sexy gas station owner who offers to come for me if I call him. Swoon. I quickly learn that Shepherd isn't actually human; nobody in town is. News flash—he's a gargoyle—a dominant, possessive, crème brûlée-loving monster. That should terrify me, but something about him keeps me coming back.

My family - in hiding from the Japanese Yakuza. My club - at war with the very organization my family is hiding from. Though, amidst the chaos, there is one shining light. A Spanner in the works. A woman who's not only the complete opposite of me, and everything I stand for, but a woman who my parents should frown upon. She's brash, where I am guarded. We shouldn't work. This story isn't about a dynasty reuniting and mending old wounds-it's betrayal, deception, conflict, and turmoil. Bloodshed - it's coming. Who will pay the ultimate penance?

Room 17 was the last stop on her husband and son’s journey. Eight years after their deaths, Stella books the same room, hoping to commune with their memories. But as she tries to sleep, disturbing and urgent visions blur the lines between reality and the supernatural, and the other side sends a terrifying message.