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My two best friends have each found their perfect threesome. I don’t have an issue with the fact they both have two boyfriends. I would like a taste of the same for myself, though. When two guys hit on me in a bookstore, I’m tempted to ignore the fact that Fred and Barney are obviously fake names. I’ll be their Betty.

The start-up gaming company I work for likes to push boundaries, including adult ratings, no limit on in-game partners, and some moderately graphic depictions of all the different ways to get down and dirty with two or more people. Given that I’m inching my way toward 40 and my experience in the bedroom is limited to a couple of less than attentive ex-boyfriends, I'm not sure I can pull off the realistic designs that are expected of me.

I'm the female heir to LA's underground empire, which makes love a liability. But there are two men I won't give up … no matter the cost. One is my first love, a man my ruthless father had beaten more than a decade ago for daring to touch me. He's back in town and those feelings have been rekindled with a vengeance.

Three hearts. Two betrayals. One impossible choice. Six years ago, DEA psychologist Nina Palmer lost the man she loved to deep cover—and buried the grief so deep it almost broke her. When Chris Longo came back from the dead, nothing was the same. Not for her. Not for the man she’d learned to trust in the aftermath. Wyatt Booth never meant to fall for Nina. Never meant to get tangled in her past. But he stayed anyway—through the silence, through the scars, through the night that changed everything. A shared night of reckless, blistering intimacy cracks their fragile triangle wide open.

Dustin, I can be a prick. I know this, and I’ve been working on it since high school. No, really I have. Nothing could remind me of that little fact better than the girl I owed the biggest apology of my life. Only, Willa had disappeared until the day I managed to get her fired from her job 12 years later. I could make things right for her; get her a position on my team at Hunter Railways.

It's lonely at the top. I knew it would be when I clawed my way up here, trading away favors and any personal life to get to where I am today, the head of the hottest new video game company in the industry.

Better than a bag of treats, this Halloween romance variety pack brings home the heat. Grab some quick and satisfying tales on the winding path to happily-ever-after that deliver shivers of a different kind. Steamy romance shorts from best-selling romance authors Alyssa Turner, Sue Lyndon, Allyson Lindt, and Brigham Vaughn.

Moody lighting, intimate corners, and pulsing, magnetic energy is what makes a club the place to be for a hot night. You're invited to four different club experiences where secrets are kept and nothing is off-limits. Have a hot minute? Drop in on these sexy shorts from Alyssa Turner, Kate Briggs, Gwen Dylan, and Stacey Wallace.

Luna: Five years ago, I saved the world, but no one knows it. Ten years ago, I nearly destroyed the world’s economy, and some people won’t let me forget it. I have good friends who are helping me get back on my feet, after I screwed up big time, writing a dangerous piece of malware so I could draw a paycheck. Graham and Oz are sweeping me off my feet, to help relieve the stress. When a major tech blog runs an anniversary piece on my mistake, all eyes are pointed at me again. This time, if I go down, everyone who supports me will go with me.

Five thrones sit in the playroom beneath the most notorious BDSM club in Paris. Four of the five founders still reign as kings in this kingdom. Only Club Duval has been closed for over a year, and play time is long over. Five kings, and four have fallen for the same woman. Oleg Balashov and Dr. Henri Gerard have the pleasure of calling her their pet, only Samantha Hunter doesn’t quite fit the description. She's neither pet nor feral, neither predator nor prey, neither submissive nor dominant. Samantha is all those things in one, and she doesn’t want to choose.

It's not every day I tie up an alien warrior king. It's because, in part, he put his hands down my pants to retrieve a top-secret package. Hey, where else was I going to put it? For reasons he's not telling me, he wants this mysterious package. My orders are to deliver it, and not to him.

As I set off alone on this little deranged planet, I begin to learn what makes it tick...and I don't like what I hear. Not one bit. See, there was an attempted kidnapping, and for once, the victim wasn't me. She's innocent. She's scared. She didn't almost get whisked away to a reality dating show where the contestants brag about typing their college thesis on a waffle maker and still getting an A.

Reality TV has never looked so good, but has it always been so dangerous? This show delivers so much drama, I can't even see straight. Maybe it's all the day-drinking...that I never got around to. Or the mysterious jungle with its never-ending secrets and flower petals that put me to sleep. Or maybe it's my big, purple alien warrior who practically blinds me with how pretty he is.

On Alien Love Island, the days are hot, but the nights are scorching. So about getting voted off this reality dating show...maybe now I don't want to. Except the island's mysteries keep coming, and despite the raw attraction I feel toward Maxx, and the blossoming warmth in my heart for him, I think he might be hiding something from me.

On Alien Love Island, the days are hot, but the nights are scorching...It's not every day I tie up an alien warrior king. It's because, in part, he put his hands down my pants to retrieve a top-secret package. Hey, where else was I going to put it? My orders are to deliver it and not to him. But when we're both kidnapped and dropped onto a deserted island, my plans for ringing his neck and then day-drinking shoot out the window. The alien king and I have just stumbled onto the set of the first season of Alien Love Island, an intergalactic reality TV dating show.

Staying alive has never been harder. But the latest drama on the reality TV show may ensure that I do stay alive. At what cost though? And what if by playing this lovesick part, I've just fallen head over heels into yet another death trap?