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Five years ago, Clayton Rorick loved me. Or so I thought. Turned out he only wanted to get his hands on my daddy’s company. Heartbroken, I ran away with nothing but the clothes on my back. Like a twisted Cinderella. When my father dies, leaving my sisters in a desperate situation, it’s up to me to help them. I'll have to beg the man who broke my heart to save us.

If Juno could describe his life in three ways, it would be: A little lost. A little happy. And maybe a little hopeful. At least, he was hopeful, but he stops feeling that way when a diagnosis falls into his lap and his entire world turns upside down. Panic sets in, and he can no longer remember what it's like to see a light at the end of any tunnel. Enter Piper, stage right. Juno has been crushing on the older man from behind his bakery counter since Piper started his mall security job.

I wasn't prepared for her . . . She just got me to pay three times as much as I wanted for a company I'll buy and destroy. She knows who I am. The bratva doesn't scare her. Intelligent, brave, and unstoppable. I'll make her mine. She doesn't know it yet, but we're soulmates. I'll take her to her limits. Then give her all her heart desires.

Freewheeling smoke jumper Brandt Wilder thrives on adrenaline. He’s never met a parachute he can’t repair or a dangerous situation he couldn’t wrangle his way out of. He’s popular and fun-loving and not at all looking to settle down or form lasting relationships. It’s a lifestyle that’s served him well…right up until the day he finds a baby on his doorstep.

I'm not one for rules, but Don't Bang Your Stepbro is kind of a no-brainer. Until I wake up naked in a Vegas hotel room with my stepbrother, Beckett, each of us with a hell of a hangover and a matching wedding ring.

There he was… Shirtless. Wearing glasses. Chopping wood like some kind of fantasy lumberjack. And Emil was officially helpless. Moving to the East Coast, Emil was there for two things exactly: to become a better person, and to face the part of his past he'd spent his entire life avoiding. He most certainly hadn't planned on falling in love. It was one thing to sleep with his absurdly hot neighbor for a single, steamy one-night stand, but it was quite another to become friends. And the longer Emil knows Renzo, the harder it is to walk away.

After leaving my toxic boyfriend, I flee to my family vacation home in Swallow Cove. This takes me directly into the path of broody bar manager Brooks Riggins. He's large and intimidating, but with a protective streak that I didn't see coming. When my ex gives me trouble, Brooks tells him to take a hike. Not only that, he also claims to be my new man. Brooks is as straight as they come, but he's ready to step up and play the part.

I’m the fun one. The loud one. The overly opinionated one with no filter. I’ve been unapologetically me since day one, and it hasn’t been easy. Kicked out of my home when I was sixteen, I chose to be alone rather than not be my true self. I found my family now and a job I love. I have everything, and yet I’m still an outcast in so many ways...

Losing his adoring husband shattered Tristan Rogers' world. For the past few years, he’s been going through the motions, running their dog grooming business while hiding the loneliness he feels down to his bones. When he witnesses an ugly breakup between a pretentious customer and his boyfriend, Tristan can’t help but intervene. Something about the unassuming younger man calls to him, and he can’t help wondering if he’s experienced some heartache of his own.

I'm the Grinch who saves Christmas… Yep, you read that right. Every year, I save Christmas—and Christmas Falls—by organizing a massive festival that sustains tourism in our little town. It turns out that when Christmas is your life 24/7, the shine wears off the twinkly lights after a while. The holidays are a heck of a lot of work, and when I go home, I want peace and quiet, not fa-la-la-ing on my porch. That all changes when my sister brings me an early Christmas gift. One I didn't ask for. One that's tall, broad, and handsome...

Deja tu adicción a que todos te aprueben y aprende a ser menos «amable».¿Mantienes la boca cerrada por miedo a caer bien a la gente? ¿Sientes que necesitas agradar y servir para mantenerte en tus círculos sociales? Tienes la necesidad de complacer y todas las creencias relacionadas.Evita que la amargura, el resentimiento y la ansiedad digan siempre que sí.Para de complacer a la gente es una mirada franca a las tendencias de las personas complacientes: de dónde vienen, cómo se manifiestan y exactamente qué hacer con ellas.

Alberto Ruiz-Tagle, fascinante y seductor poeta autodidacta habitual de los talleres literarios del Chile de Salvador Allende, y Carlos Wieder, piloto de las fuerzas aéreas chilenas que escribía versículos de la Biblia con el humo de una avioneta tras el golpe de estado de Pinochet: una y otra cara de la misma moneda, uno y el mismo oscuro personaje. Un individuo, encarnación pura del mal y la crueldad, que el narrador de esta historia, el alter ego de Bolaño y perenne detective salvaje Arturo Belano, se cuida de desmenuzar.

For years, I've lived by one simple rule: Don't mess with the ex. It was an easy rule to follow when Laurence Kensington III was on the other side of the country. Now that he's shown up out of the blue to tell me we're still married? Not so much.

Sydney Evans is no stranger to hard work. It's the one constant in her life. And with no family or friends to speak of it's been easy to pour everything she has into her career as general counsel for Blackstone Holdings. She wants for nothing. Until her boss offers her a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. All she has to do in return is marry his good-for-nothing son.

With the quiet help of his wealthy family, Sebastian "Baz" Acker has successfully kept his painful past at bay. But as the end of college draws near, his friends - his buffer zone - are preparing to move on while his own life is at a crippling standstill. With loneliness bearing down on him, Baz hooks up - then opens up - with Elijah Prince, the guy Baz took a bullet for last year. The aftershocks of their one-night stand leave giant cracks in Baz's carefully constructed armor.

Welcome to Black Diamond Resort and Spa… Where the rich and famous go to disappear. Some to relax, some to get sober. For me… It's my last shot, my final chance at redemption. I'm hotheaded. Reckless. Self-Destructive. I don't want to be here, but not doing so means losing everything I've worked my whole life for. It means losing my band. The only family and the only constant I've ever known. They say I have a problem. That I need help. I say it's just part of fame. The drugs help numb the pain. Keep the demons away. I'm doing my best to keep my head down and bide my time until I can go home.

Emmet Washington has never let the world define him, even though he, his boyfriend, Jeremey, and his friends aren't considered "real" adults because of their disabilities. When the State of Iowa restructures its mental health system and puts the independent living facility where they live in jeopardy, Emmet refuses to be forced into substandard, privatized corporate care. With the help of Jeremey and their friends, he starts a local grassroots organization and fights every step of the way.

Hi, my name is Fisher, and I'm hooked on my dad's rival. I've been in love with Hudson Nash for years, but he's too stubborn to admit he wants me, too. For a whole bunch of stupid reasons. Like the fact that I'm too young. (What's a twenty-year gap? Age is just a number, am I right?) And a virgin. (Which he could easily fix!) And maybe not the best choice, given he and my dad hate each other. (It's not that ba—Okay, it is that bad, but our love could totally rise above, right? It would be epic!)

Moving to the sleepy town of Havens Hallow, Massachusetts, during my senior year hadn't been part of my future plans. Not to mention the ancient house my father bought sits next to the creepiest place imaginable—a graveyard full of battered stone statues. It's a far cry from the upper-middle class neighborhood we left behind. That wasn't the only thing I had to walk away from. My position as the star quarterback of my old team has now been replaced with a not-so-cozy spot on the sideline. With a football scholarship on the line, I can't afford to be benched. I need help, and fast.

Raised the son of a Hellion, born with the blood of a villain, I wear my patch with pride. Earned, never given. Frank "Tank" Oleander gave me his name, his club, and his respect. I earned my cut, my place, and even this ride as the son of another. I am Kenneth "Red" Oleander. I find comfort in chasing skirts, fixing cars, and riding the open road.