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Newly divorced and armed with nothing but grit, strong coffee, and a Pinterest board full of impossible dreams, my plans to renovate a crumbling seaside lodge are jeopardized by the town's grumpiest, greenest contractor. Gerralt Banesman is big, broody, and allergic to conversation. I'm sunshine, sass, and a walking chaos magnet. Our first meeting ended with spilled wood stain, sharp words, and one very offended orc.

The Arcana aren't just figures in a tarot deck―they're real. Terrifyingly real. That's what I learned when I found a tarot card in the snow and was yanked from my world into Towerfall. The first thing the people of this harsh, cruel realm did was try to kill me, and they probably would have succeeded if Kane hadn't taken me to his hideout in the woods and nursed me back to health.

In front of the world, I'm the loud, funny best friend. The perfect eldest daughter. The talented journalist. The one who plays the game but never lets her heart get involved. But underneath, I'm a mess—hiding from the one thing I fear most: love. Then I met Lorenzo Mancini, the infamous billionaire player. Writing an article about him was supposed to be just another assignment, but deal by deal, we're pulled into a game neither of us should entertain. He's not who I expected, and the more time we start to spend together, the more he makes me question everything.

I fell for the wrong Devil… Hayes Madden was never on my dance card. He's an egotistical jock who plays for the Devil's hockey team—not to mention, he's my boyfriend's biggest rival. His sculpted abs and charm do nothing for me. Besides, I'm a cheerleader, not a puck bunny. When a very graphic video of me and my ex is sent to the entire student roster at Rosewood U, rumors quickly spread and, to my surprise, Hayes is my unlikely knight in shining armor.

I thought I was lucky to have a fresh start. Those don’t come around often for a girl from the streets of this city. But a fortunate chain of events has delivered me to the center of wealth and power and into the midst of three very different, very formidable cousins with the world at their feet. Gage, Micah, and Conner were determined to be my enemies. So I braced for a war. But they underestimated me. I earned respect from one of them, friendship from another, and I found love with the third. Or so I thought.

Expensive. Powerful. And entirely f--ked up. That sums up the pretentious but elite circle I grew up in. As much as I hate it, this life has its perks. If I want it, it's mine. It's as simple as that. Until she showed up. She's a tempting little vixen I'm not allowed to have. One intense night changed it all between us, threatening to shatter everything we knew. She came up with a lie. I came up with a cover. Because the truth is… I can't keep my hands off her, and one night would never be enough.

Once upon a time, Davis Westbrook was my small-town fairytale. We fell in love at 16. Married at 21. High school sweethearts destined for forever. Then, in one cruel moment, fate stormed in, knocked over our white picket fence, and stole our happy ever after. Davis and I moved on with separate lives. I run the local veterinary clinic. He is Honey Hill's hot-as-hell chief deputy sheriff. And we're nothing but cordial exes, politely keeping our distance around town.

As a pro hockey player, I've had desperate, flirty women throw themselves at me, one after another, for years. Today, it took only seconds for someone to walk into my home and have me completely forget about any other woman I've ever met. As a favor to an old teammate, I opened my penthouse to Charlee Mags, my new short-term roommate. When I said yes to this favor, I didn't know how breathtakingly beautiful Charlee would be, or that I would come to enjoy hanging out with her, even crave being around her. It's almost funny how much we have in common.

Within the tangled roots of grief, we stand to lose so much. No one ever acknowledges what we stand to gain. Strength. Perspective. Appreciation. Resilience. And sometimes, every once in a while, if you're truly lucky… There is love. After an emotional cliffhanger, we finally get inside Cal's head and discover his secrets, along with more details of his tragic past that have been keeping him from Lucy.

A second-chance romance that questions whether a whirlwind, week-long love story can still stir something three decades later. In 1993, Lili and Reid lock eyes after a Jeff Buckley show at Sin-é in New York’s East Village. Their connection is immediate and intense—kicking off a steamy...

Planning a dragon wedding is hard enough. Add a stolen tiara, a brewing scandal, and one scowling werewolf with eyes like wildfire and a permanent stick up his tail, and suddenly I'm wondering if I should've stayed in bed. Sheriff Adrian Wolfsbane is stern, broody, and impossible to work with. He's handling security for the dragon wedding of the century, so when the bride's priceless tiara vanishes, and things start catching fire, of course, he takes charge of the investigation.

Willa Maren has a bookstore café, two meddling sisters, a witchy mother who swears by candle spells… and a big problem: Tate Holloway is back in town. Her first love. Her heartbreak. The boy next door, who left, is now back, looking entirely too hot in flannel. The whole town is matchmaking, her sisters are firmly on Team Tate, and even their mother, Lilith Maren, seems to stir up a love spell or two. But this time, Willa's determined to protect her heart, even if it takes every ounce of magic she's got.

Whoever said "keep your enemies close" never had to share a small, dark sound booth with her. Daria Stone is the infuriating host of "Choosing Yourself." The name is almost as ridiculous as the concept. Permanently single? Please. The woman's made a career out of rejecting everything I stand for.

When Shane Kavanagh waltzed into the Murphy pub as if he owned the place, what set my heart racing wasn't his brash arrogance, his obnoxiously gorgeous eyes, or his scolding yet sexy tone. It wasn't even him promising to spank me and then ravage me the way no man has ever dared. It was how he made me feel like a naughty little girl and a blushing virgin when I was neither. I'm the daughter of a powerful Irish mafia family and he's the boss of a rival organization, but when he rides me with his belt tight around my throat it doesn't make me want to call a hitman.

When I threw Irina Morozov over my shoulder and carried her off, it was to rescue her from a brutal bastard who didn't deserve her... but I could smell her arousal as she kicked and fought. She would have been wet and ready for me that night, but I didn't take her. I made her wait. I made her beg. When I pin her to the bed, rip her panties off, and claim her virgin body the way it was always meant to be claimed, she won't just be screaming my name with every desperate climax.

Revna was once chosen as a sacrifice to the Gods, but another took her place on that cursed boat—and she can never forget. Commander of the Myddheim Maidens, she fights relentlessly to shield all she can from the darkness that's plagued her realm ever since. But now the boat has returned. To protect those she holds dear, she accepts her fate and is thrust into the realms of Gods and monsters. There, she must confront the one person who has haunted her days and nights for nine years: the God of Destruction himself.

Conrad is the city's most eligible bachelor. He's filthy rich and smokin' hot. And he drives a Harley… Swoon. He's also my alpha hellhole boss and twice as old as me. Yet I can't resist his enticing blue eyes. I'm drawn in like a moth to a flame. And this flame is hell-bent on claiming me. I must resist. I need to earn respect in my new career. Despite the growing office gossip. Despite this growing baby bump. As we fly down the open road, my arms wrap tight around Conrad. I grip the leather of his jacket. His chiseled pecs rest hard under my hands. And I don't think I can ever let go.

Working the ranch is the only thing I live for. It's hard work, long days, but it's all I know. I like being alone and being out here in the valleys of the mountains gives me the seclusion I crave. So when a gorgeous stranger takes shelter in one of my barns, I wonder how the hell she got there. But she isn't just anyone. Elena De Luca may look sweet and innocent, but her family is the reason my business is on the rocks. With her family's corruption and the blood they've spilled, it'll take years to get the Carter Cattle Ranch back to where it was. And now she needs something from me.

I never expected to find my pack in an all-alpha band, but each of them has come to mean so much to me, even the one who can't stand me. One of them is my bonded alpha. Another is my obsessive caretaker. One is my shy peacekeeper. And one is someone I don't understand… yet. We've managed to find a fragile peace, but will it be enough? Will he choose me, or will I lose this alpha?

A few months ago, we danced. We flirted. I've never wanted a woman more. But she was too young for me. Too unguarded. Wide-eyed college girls with curves for days don't end up with possessive bikers that have blood on their hands. Somehow, I found the strength to push her away. Now she's back, walking into my tattoo shop and asking another man to put his mark on her skin. Over my dead body. If she gets inked, it'll be by my hand or no one's. My bad boy biker rep might not match with her sunshine. But I know we belong together, so this time I'm not letting her go.