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Kyran Harbor is everything I'm not. Rich. Popular. A superstar football player who's awfully broody for someone who has it all. Basically, he's a preppy jock who hates me. Oh, and he's also my stepbrother. That's right. We're stuck together, sharing a school, a house, a bathroom. Honestly I wouldn't care if he wasn't such an uptight control freak who messes with me just because we're different. I had every intention of avoiding him when we got to college. Until abrupt misfortune forces us both into a compromising position.

My new teammate pisses me off. Everyone else is falling over themselves when Golden Boy flashes a fake smile. Me? I just want to wipe it off his face. Off the ice, there's no escaping Nick Sandoval's dimples and plastic grin—because he's my new roommate. And on the ice? We need to get our act together, or else our final year of college hockey's going to waste. I can't ignore him, and I won't put up with that bullshit front he puts up for everyone. Especially when I push his buttons just right and get a glimpse at something no one else has seen—the real Nick Sandoval.

Playing a lead role in a book-to-movie adaptation with a wild fan base? Sign me up! The only downside is that I'm cast alongside Jacoby "Heartthrob" Hart—Hollywood's golden boy. If only they knew he was an uppity, pompous snob. We don't get along, and if you're reading the tabloids, you'd assume it was because I "stole" his girlfriend, but they have it all wrong. Jacoby and his cold shoulder started this, and now we're set to play lovers. The only thing I'd love to do is strangle him, but I'm a professional.

It's totally normal for two straight guys to do this when they're alone, right? That's what I keep telling myself after I meet Reggie. I'm a pro tennis player, and I usually spend my life on the court. But an embarrassing injury in the middle of the US Open sidelined my career, landing me in the hands of my new athletic trainer. Reggie is a big old jock with an easy smile, and my grumpy butt has never met anyone like him. We start hanging—at the gym and at his place, on the tennis court and out at the bar. I haven't had a real friend in years, and Reggie's big heart warms me deep inside.

After a traumatizing event and rough sophomore year, Max Kuemper does his best to keep his head down and not draw attention to himself. School and hockey are the only two things he can handle; it's all he can do to keep himself afloat. He wants to forget about what happened to him and bring the secret to his grave. Confident and flirty Luke Kelly likes to play the field—dating as well as baseball. When he meets Max during a night shift at work, he takes an instant liking to him despite the other man's reserved exterior and shy personality.

Brody Kellerman has a plan. First, become the best defenseman in professional hockey. Second, get over his ex-boyfriend so he can focus on his game. Hooking up with the singer at his buddy's wedding was the perfect solution, but it was never meant to be more than a one-night stand. Seamus Murry has never planned a thing in his life, including hooking up with a smoking-hot hockey player. Being ghosted sucks, but at least one good thing came from it—the breakout hit song of the summer. Now he's one of country music's brightest stars, but one slip-up might cost him his career.

Three demons. One woman. In a dystopian world where women are scarce and fertility rates are declining, Charlotte is captured and sold to three powerful demons. She’s brought into a household filled with secrets, deception, and simmering desire. As truths unfold, she confronts painful...

Bruce "Bones" Lanning and Emil Ettinger had a decent roommate arrangement at Roosevelt College, so they agree to share the same space again. Their relationship has always been ridiculous banter and competitive streaks, and they assume this year will be the same. So why are they suddenly enjoying nights holed up in their room together? Bones can't figure out why he likes being around Emil so much and why he's suddenly falling asleep in Emil's bed. And as far as Emil knows, Bones is straight, so why does he seem jealous when Emil arranges a random hookup?

A trip to the grocery store changed my life. That's where I bumped into my "straight" coworker and good friend, Jake Perez. I decided to invite him to my book club night, not realizing the chain of events that invite would kick off. Immediately our chemistry became too explosive, making our friendship and work relationship complicated. That same night, a bloody package addressed to me lands on my doorstep. Falling for Jake was never in the plans—then again neither was being targeted by a dangerous stalker. This was going to be interesting.

Arrogant. Repulsive. Cocky. With an ego almost as big as his… Well, you know. There is no length he wouldn't go to score. To be in control. To win. Life is nothing but a game to him, and I've become nothing more than his little pawn. Something to toy with. To taunt. To mess with. And to hurt. The wicked smirk on his face as he helped upend my entire life is proof of that. He wants to push me to my limit until I'm begging for reprieve. For mercy. Or for more. Mateo Rojas is a force to be reckoned with. He's everything I should run from. He will be my ruin.

Lark Levitt doesn't belong at Roosevelt College, at least in theory. Most students who attend the university come from wealthy families, and Lark is only a scholarship and a bus ride away from the trailer park where he lives. It's also a dream come true because dance is his life, and their program is one of the most prestigious in the country. But there are bumps in the road, like running into someone from his childhood.

The man was supposed to remain a stranger. A fond memory of a night I'll never forget. Instead, I'm mortified to learn that my dirty little secret is now the new owner of the New York Monarchs, making him my boss. I tell myself I can handle this new development. I didn't become the first female general manager in Major League Baseball without knowing how to handle a curveball. I make trades and close deals better than any other GM in the league. But when the arrogant billionaire offers me a contract I can't refuse, it seems like I've earned myself another fancy, although temporary title: wife.

After the portal back to the world of The Wolf's Mate fast-forwarded Brad into the final days of his pregnancy, things are weirder than ever, and there's little time left for him and Raul to keep the infamous alpha Constantine from threatening their happily ever after. When Constantine shows up offering a trade in exchange for a truce between their packs, he seeks the one thing Brad isn't willing to give up for peace: his twin brother, Devon.

The first time I laid eyes on Amir Vasquez, he held me hostage in my dorm. I swore to myself my second year at Savage U would be different from the last. No more hiding from things that go bump in the night. I’m dating now. Making friends. Living my life. But then someone starts leaving me notes and whispering my name in the dark, scaring me right back into my shell.

Oakley Farrow is your typical high school senior. He stays up late, cramming for finals. He has impossible deadlines to meet. He worries about his future as graduation lurks just around the corner. He has to defend himself from his abusive uncle. He has to keep his sister safe. He has to survive the constant torture from his bully, Asher Brooks—the seemingly arrogant and cruel star quarterback. Okay… so maybe not your typical high school senior.

I'm left on this strip of sand after my second round of rehab. Father says I should rest and build my strength back, but I know better. Father is launching his campaign of hate and bigotry in a presidential bid, and I am the black hole for his reputation. And not because I'm an addict. I'm radioactive because I like kissing guys and the paparazzi love catching me in the act. I am of such little importance that nobody bothered to find me a private house on this island, and I'm forced to share one with a dangerously handsome Tiago Alvarez.

I try to enjoy the reputation I've earned as a hotshot music exec, even as I'm careful to hide my checkered past. But after another unfortunate scandal catches me with my pants down (literally), I'm forced to clean up my image. Enter Owen: my best friend's little brother. The adorkable sweetheart is my wholesome polar opposite, which makes him perfect for a little fake relationship publicity. Owen's just out of the closet. He acts shy, but the more time we spend together, the more I glimpse his surprisingly filthy imagination. And the more I can't stop thinking about him.

When musclebound frat bro Brad gets run off the road by a reckless driver, he thinks it's game over. When he wakes up inside his twin brother's favorite corny shifter romance novel, he realizes the real game is just beginning. Desperate to get back to a world where he's top dog, Brad finds himself in the crosshairs of Raul, the menacingly hot hero of The Wolf's Mate, who's intent on teaching Brad a whole new meaning to the word alpha.

Finally reunited with Raul, but now separated from his twin brother, Devon, Brad has learned the hard way that magic is far from an exact science. Not that his grades in actual science were all that stellar to begin with. Now he has to find a way to get back into The Wolf's Mate with Raul, hope the threatening visions he's having of Constantine following him into the real world are just dreams rather than premonitions, and deal with a heroine who's furious Brad has usurped her role, all while fending off morning sickness.

This is what Brad gets for finally "sinking his teeth into a book," like his nerdy brother is always hounding him to. He definitely wasn't expecting the book to sink its teeth into him. With the newfound knowledge that he can get pregnant as an omega, Brad's urgency to get back to his world of touchdowns and keg stands is intensifying by the minute. Unfortunately, so is his attraction to Raul, the possessive alpha shifter who broods mysteriously and smells like sandalwood and something uniquely masculine.