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Pro footballer Miller Quinton would do anything for his best friend and teammate - including "fake dating" his friend's sister. What no one knows is that seven months ago in Vegas, Miller and Kinsey did a whole lot more than just kiss. Miller knows that this cheerleader is off-limits to him and any guy on the team. Still, he can't stop himself.

Reid Emory has never had reason to question his luck with the ladies. As the owner of a lethal set of aqua-blue eyes and a devastating grin, this Hollywood heartthrob always brings his A game...but lately his luck seems to have run out. The actor is in need of some help, and there's only one person he can trust to take his love life - and his career - to an explosive new level.

Isla made one teeny little mistake. Now she and her PI company, Dirty Exes, are being targeted by one seriously angry and furiously sexy ex-quarterback. Jessie freakin’ Beckett. But there’s no way some NFL superhunk is going to take her business away. If only he didn’t make her so hot - and bothered. Jessie wants payback for a ruined reputation. His plan? Top secret. His hard-to-hide arousal for Isla? Not so much. Especially when they let down their guards and sneak a kiss. Like any scandal, it goes so viral, so fast, that only a good lie can combat the bad press.

Coming out of a coma was one hell of a wake-up call. While I was in the dark, my estranged twin brother, Bridge, had replaced me in the company I owned and swept up my fiancée in the takeover. With my ruthless reputation, can I blame them for falling in love? I have to look long and hard at where I've been and where I’m headed. Alone time? The universe has other plans.

My name is shouted on rooftops. It's written on bras, on the inside of bathroom stalls - hell, my name is everywhere. To say my name is to experience an orgasm without ever leaving your damn house. My name is Zane Saint Andrews. I'm sex. I'm a rock god. I'm also a virgin. What they don't know won't kill them, right? Give the people what they want. And what they want is the idea of me; the pleasure they gain by listening to my song and knowing without a doubt that I'm talking about them and only them.

Losing your ability to speak at the age of 17; it's not normal or fair. But trauma has a way of throwing normality out the window. Dani lives anything but a normal life: her sister is married to one of the biggest names in Hollywood, her best friends are rock stars, and she has more love around her than most people experience in a lifetime. But that doesn't change the fact their parents are dead, or that it's her fault. It seems her new normal is being a mute, living on the inside, unable to actually communicate on the outside.

I had his posters on my wall when I was 16, and when I accidentally got pregnant in high school, his was the face I dreamt of when I closed my eyes at night. Now, more than 20 years later, that dream has turned into reality. Not only is Drew Amhurst in my tiny town of Seaside, alive and in the flesh, but he's mentoring my rock-star son. Drew says he's mine for a week, and he made me three promises: no strings attached, no falling in love, and only seven days.

What's harder than having to babysit a bunch of musicians in the small town of Seaside, Oregon? Adding your ex to the mix. She hates me. I freaking loathe her. I was stupid enough to say yes. Stupid enough to take one last chance on helping rebuild her acting career. I'm a sucker for a challenge. But I didn't expect to care....

Careful little eyes what you see. Careful little ears what you hear. Careful... His breath hit my neck, lips brushing skin. "Little mouth what you say. Then again, yours has been doing a lot lately, hasn't it?" All it took was one phrase—"Wanna play a game?"—and I was already losing. To the enemy. To a Tinder date gone violently wrong. To the Syndicate's most dangerous heir. It was supposed to be my last middle finger to the establishment before they sacrificed me on the family altar of arranged marriage. So I took control. I made the rules. I chose the husband. Louis De Lange.

One mysterious contract. One brooding Christmas heir. Charlie never expected the fine print to include stolen kisses, snowbound nights, and a Clause that could melt the North Pole. This Christmas, get ready to feel naughty and nice... Disclaimer: This agreement requires Charlie Lyn Horseman to...

Los dioses no están muertos; tan solo están dormidos, encerrados en cuerpos mortales, desperdigados por el mundo y esperando a que la chispa adecuada los despierte. Y mi padre es el más despiadado de todos. Me crio para obedecer. Para sangrar. Para ser su espada cuando llegue el momento. Y ahora me ha enviado a la Universidad de Endir, un lugar lleno de linajes antiguos y secretos letales, para recuperar el Mjölnir, el martillo de las leyendas. Si fracaso, todas las personas que quiero morirán.

The day I buried my boyfriend, the Families replaced him with the man who rejected me four years ago—Ace "Matchstick" De Lange. Cold. Calculated. Deadly. He has the bedside manner of a serial killer and the looks of a fallen angel. And now, he's my shadow, ensuring I don't end up in the grave beside the man who died for me. I despise that I'm the one left behind. I loathe how Ace provokes me, pulling me from the abyss of my sorrow. But most of all, I hate that the only piece I have left of my dead boyfriend is something others would kill to possess.

Some people scrapbook. I screenshot my exes' texts. What started as me venting my dating disasters online (creative outlet, don't judge) has turned into a blog with actual followers—and the only thing keeping me in my dirt-cheap apartment. My grandmother-slash-landlord insists I "prove my...

For ten years the Cosa Nostra has ruled with an iron fist in Chicago—their reign is about to end, and I’ll be the one to bring them down. I’m the Grim Reaper of the Sicilian mafia, and I bow to no one, not even her, so when she asks me to teach her to fight, when she tells me she wants to be made, I give in just so I can piss off the bosses.

I see everything. I feel everything. I watch people fall in love. I watch them burn with hate, anger, rage, and I see the cycle repeat over and over again. I take it on every night I work at Timber, aka Anubis’s bar in downtown Seattle, and then I help the rest of the immortals keep the very intense balance between Heaven and Earth. I see everyone's future but mine, and when I try to look, all I see is darkness, despair, need…

Ai-Ri has been training under YK Management in Korea for two years without any results. She doesn’t fit the typical mold for a successful K-POP idol image, literally down to her blood type. She has six more months before college entrance exams which means she only has six months to make it as an idol before her dreams are crushed. Things take a turn when two of the most famous male idols break away from their group and decide to form their own co-ed group, a rarity. And wonder of all wonders, they need one more girl.

Life's Too Short meets The Unhoneymooners in this sparkling, steamy, and swoon-worthy novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken, in which two sworn enemies must share house, home—and maybe their hearts—when they become co-parents after a sudden loss. Colby's living her...

If you look up British in the dictionary...A-list celebrity Jamie Jaymeson's name would be next to it. Along with charming, witty, man-whore, and a lot of other adjectives that he wouldn't appreciate being attached to his name. He has everything in the world going for him. Until fate decides his number's finally up.

Rock star Alec Daniels has it all. Love, fame, money.... But being in the limelight isn't all it's cracked up to be, and after one bad choice comes back to haunt him, he is left picking up the pieces of his carefully constructed life. Now he faces the toughest decision of his life: Deal with his mistake like a man, or dive back into the dark hole of depression, drugs, and denial that have been his comfort for so long.

I breathed in and out for a few seconds as I waited at the end of the aisle. It felt like I was standing overlooking the edge of a cliff, and the minute I saw my future wife, I was going to freefall. The music started. Shit, I was seriously going to pass out. People stood; Demetri nodded his head and patted me on the back. And then I saw her. It was like seeing her for the first time all over again. Memories of meeting her that first day of school had me grinning from ear to ear.