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Remi Tanner was only supposed to be a pawn in my game. But I screwed up. I broke her. And now I have to find a way to fix it. I want her. I need her. In the end, I’ll prove she’s the only thing that matters.

Remi Tanner wasn’t part of the plan. But when I see my uncle doting on her, I know she’s going to help me destroy him. I’ll taunt her. Test her. In the end, I’ll break her. Ace Jagger wasn’t a good guy. But he swept into my life like a storm, and I’m caught up in the aftermath. He’s cruel. Calculating. In the end, I never stood a chance.

The Sick Boys are hiding something from me. They want to pretend like I didn't kill my rapist and they didn't help. But we're not ordinary college students, that much has become clear to me, and I'm growing tired of all of the lies and secrets. Their masks are cracking, and, finally, I'm starting to see the grotesque reality underneath. It's far darker than I ever expected, and it's not enough. They know everything about me, so now it's my turn. I fear nothing. Not them. Not the man that I killed or the people who set me up.

When I woke up Christmas morning, I didn't know if I'd been on Santa's nice list this year—or his naughty one. Thinking back to the prior evening's events, I decided it was definitely the naughty one. There had to be a mistake—I was always on the nice list. But the gorgeous, naked man snuggled next to me seemed to suggest I had a lump of...something waiting for me. Maybe the nice list was overrated. Or maybe naughty girls really did end up with coal in their stockings.

Home from their unexpected deployment, the former members of Marine Force Recon team Sidewinder rejoin their loved ones and try to pick up the pieces of the lives they were forced to leave behind. Ty Grady comes home to Zane Garrett, only to find that everything around him has changed - even the men he went to war with. He barely has time to adjust before his brother, Deuce, asks Ty to be his best man.

It's been five years since Special Agents Ty Grady and Zane Garrett first worked together to solve the Tri-State murders, and time has been both harsh and kind. Engaged now, they face the challenge of planning a deeply uncertain future together. Zane is at the pinnacle of his career with one last mystery to solve while Ty is at sea in a world where he's no longer the tip of a spear.

Special Agents Ty Grady and Zane Garrett have managed the impossible: a few months of peace and quiet. After nearly a year of personal and professional turmoil, they're living together conflict free, work is going smoothly, and they're both happy, healthy, and home every night before dark. But anyone who knows them knows that can't possibly last.

After having their faces plastered across the news during a high-profile case, FBI special agents Ty Grady and Zane Garrett have become more useful to the bureau posing for photo ops than working undercover. Just as Zane is beginning to consider retirement a viable option, Ty receives a distress call from a friend, leading them to a city rife with echoes from the past. New Orleans wears its history on its streets, and it's the one place Ty's face could get him killed.

Jericho thinks his life is complete, and that he doesn't need anyone else. Quinn is sure he can never get back what he's lost. Will wants to be a piece of someone's heart, the hero of their story. Peyton fights his nightmares alone, struggling against the tide, his own dark thoughts an anchor. Sebastian's hardened heart keeps him from letting anyone else in, too afraid to be hurt again.

Enemies by day. Spicy fanfic author and devoted reader by night. Things are about to get downright Shakespearean. All’s fair in love. And war. And fandom. Financial auditor Micah Mila is used to being the bearer of bad news, and her latest assignment in the local university’s English...

Doesn’t matter who did it. Not anymore. I did the time. It’s over.” When Drix was convicted of a crime—one he didn’t commit—he thought his life was over. But opportunity came with the Second Chance Program, the governor’s newest pet project to get delinquents off the streets...

Once a cowboy, always a cowboy Ten years ago, Jack Everett left his family's ranch without a backward glance. Now, what was supposed to be a quick trip home for his father's funeral has suddenly become more complicated. The ranch Jack can handle---he might be a lawyer, but he still remembers how...

Gossip always goes around at Falcon Elite Prep. Everyone knows Nate Wilson, the most popular football quarterback and every girl's crush. But there's more behind those drop-dead gorgeous eyes and that killer smile… He's a notorious heartbreaker… And he's got his eyes set on me. The twisted games he plays are cruel and dangerous. He teases and tempts me… just to ruin me. Because I know the one thing he doesn't want anyone to know. A big, dirty secret… And there's nothing bad boys won't do to keep a secret buried.

He’s the campus king with a no-girlfriends rule. But he’s about to break it for the most irritating, sassy-mouthed woman he’s ever met. Flynn Kingman’s senior year plan is simple: class, getting drafted in the first round, and no romantic complications. Until he chases a rogue baby donkey across campus and meets Tempest Navarro—the one woman immune to his charm.

Jericho Rowlands spent most of his life living under different names, doing the dirty work required to keep Sydney safe. His time as Warren Boiler had put him on a collision course with Sebastian—the lawyer who kept him out of jail—and also brings him into contact with the three men who are such an important part of Sebastian's life. Jericho is only supposed to be keeping Sebastian alive; that's easier said than done when chemistry like he's never felt before flares between him and all four men.

Detective Quinn Hughes doesn't have many regrets in life, but Sebastian Devlin is the biggest. As a cop and a defense lawyer, the deck was stacked against them to start with, but Quinn was the one who left a burning inferno behind him. Missing his chance with ex-Special Forces Commando Peyton Sinclair is a close second on his regrets list, but Quinn isn't going to ruin the happiness Peyton has found with fellow police officer Will McMahon for anything—not even a chance at his own happiness.

Two months ago, I lost my boat, my cat, and—with my leg in a cast—my income. Until I can walk again, the only job I’m fit for is one few have survived. See, my new boss has a reputation. She's grumpy, no-nonsense, and runs a tight ship. Keeping a firm hold on a movie budget does require nerves of steel, after all. Especially when disaster strikes. When she yells at me, all I hear is the passion in her voice. All I want in those moments is to kiss her until she can't think straight.

Imani hates her life and her waitressing job. She's stuck in the small town of Crystal Lake with no money, education, or way to escape. And then Aiden and his friends come into town. People aren't sure if they're a gang of bikers or something else. There's this odd sense of power whenever they are around. But when Imani meets Aiden, desire instantly bridges between them. There's just one thing standing in their way. He's a werewolf—the alpha of his pack and the one who created the rule that shapeshifters can never breed with humans.

There are some people in life who know exactly how to push your buttons. For me, it's Rye Peterson. We can't spend more than 10 minutes together before we're at each other's throats, which makes working together that much harder. Rye is the bassist for Kill John, the biggest rock band in the world, and I am his publicist. It doesn't help that the man is gorgeous, funny, talented, and...never takes anything seriously.

I never wished on falling stars or simply dreamed of making it into the major leagues. I did the work. I made it happen. I never expected my last night out with my minor league crew would end up with us stepping in for a no-show stripper at a bachelorette party in the VIP section of Kingston's. I sure as hell didn't expect that the hottie with the pink sash and gold lettering spelling out "Bride to Be" would have me calling dibs on a woman for the first time in my life. Spoiler alert: She had no ring, she was no bride, and I knew that going...in.