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I can't believe so many of my human friends have fallen in love with aliens. Sure, the Sea Sand warlords are strong and tall, and some might even say good-looking. I still think it's absolutely nuts to jump into a relationship with one of them. I will be avoiding all of that, thank you very much. That's what I keep trying to tell Galok, the arrogant, grinning warrior who refuses to leave me alone. I can't figure out what his deal is. There are far more willing humans than me in our camp, and we aren't even supposed to be mates in the first place.

My Angel is the one who got away—the only person in the world I love. When she is caught in an unsanctioned bank robbery in my territory, only my reputation protects her. She should have stayed away. Instead, she charges back into my life like a shining beacon in my otherwise bleak existence. She has no place in my world where hardened criminals toy with the lives of the innocent.

My name is Jupiter Reeves, and I am a fraud. It's not that what's written about me isn't true. I am the greatest third baseman of my generation, possibly ever. I am surly and unapproachable. I do have a constant scowl with an armor of tattoos. To the outside world, I play my role as the bad boy of baseball like I was born to do it. But when the doors are closed, and you boil it down, I'm nothing more than a man who lost his heart too young, with no prospect of getting it back... especially as I still have no idea where its current owner is.

From fake orgasms to fake nonchalance, Jasmine Cannon has spent so long playing pretend that she has everyone convinced she's the fun, chaotic friend without a care in the world. Everyone except her best friend's new stepson, Liam Michaelson, that is. Liam has wanted Jazz since the second he laid eyes on her, but when she agrees to be his fake date for his ex's wedding, he doesn't expect to fall into bed with her. Again. Not that he remembers much of the drunken hookup they've never talked about…

It was a stupid mix up. A string of bad decisions tethering me to one of the most powerful vampires in Louisiana. When I agreed to go out on a date with a wolf shifter, I didn't think the night would end with me covered in vampire blood and accused of murder. My options were simple: make a deal to be Warin Auclair's on call witch, or face the vampire council. Warin might be manipulative, scheming, and rude, but he promises me his protection.

Mason Hill wants one thing: revenge. When Charlotte walks into his office, all innocence and desperation, he knows the perfect way to get it. He makes a sensual bargain. She’ll give him her body to save her family. Little does she know that he plans to ruin both. Charlotte Van Kempt will do anything to keep her family afloat. Even if it means signing a contract with a mysterious billionaire. Except that he has secrets that unravel in front of her. He has threats that bind her to him. And he has pain stitched into his skin.

The Saviors. We're a myth in the criminal underworld. Our name runs fear through even the most hardened criminal. Don't let the name fool you. We aren't the good guys. We lie, steal, cheat, and kill. I keep my most trusted by my side, and we're unbreakable. Until my vendetta against my father brought me back to my hometown, Forest Grove. It will test our bond like never before when they set their sights on the girl my best friend, Cole, and I loved growing up.

Harper Rose is a billionaire heiress and the PR Queen of New York. The only problem is that she is unlucky in love. After another failed relationship, she decides to give up on dating and heads to The Paradise Club Resort to heal. Unexpectedly, she runs into Felix St. Pierre, the much younger, tattooed, ice hockey bad boy, and they hit it off instantly. Don't they say to get over someone, you have to get under someone else?

It was a stupid wish. One that's come to haunt my doorstep fourteen years later. When I made a pact with my best friend to marry each other if we were both still single at thirty, I had no idea it would be magically bound . . . by me. Time and circumstance have separated us, and we're no longer...

Layla Jackson isn't looking for marriage or her own happily ever after. At least, not at this point in her life. And especially not with notorious playboy and single dad, Seth Wakowski. He may be a baller on the court, but off—he's immature and the total opposite of the kind of guy she would ever want to be involved with.

When Dad died, he made me the leader of the Italian Mafia. That position was unheard of for a woman—until me. Ryder, Dex, Gage, and Holden are my team, my closest friends. Then Leo waltzes into my life, turning it upside down, along with everyone in it. One lie. One secret. That's all it took to bring it all burning down around me. Jealousy and hidden desires from the four guys I thought only saw me as their friend and boss stoke the flames even higher.

Eleanor Murray is tired. Tired of going on awkward dates. Tired of meeting men who just aren’t that into her. Tired of being set up on blind dates by her well-meaning friends. She is a believer of true love, of finding that happily ever after, and she wants it. She deserves it. But at the rate she’s going, she’s pretty sure it’s never going to happen. Until a friend creates a profile for Eleanor on a new dating app. At first, she’s reluctant. But then she makes a connection on Rate a Date, and this gorgeous, confident guy almost seems too good to be true....

Meeting Ross Davis, professional baseball coach and my sports crush, is a funny story involving a stalled elevator, the potty dance, and an attempt to get into his hotel suite. In my defense, that last one was an accident. He came to my room instead with a bottle of scotch and a sad soul. My one night was not a stand, but more like a lie-in. As in, we snuggled and talked and not another thing happened. So, nothing surprises me more than seeing him again when he becomes the manager of the Chicago Anchors, my hometown pro-team, and our paths intersect once more.

After shocking her loved ones by ending her long-term relationship, Maggie Burlington is determined to prove that she can do it all on her own. But juggling a monster house renovation, her parents' failing business, and her job as personal assistant to the illustrious Calahan Michaelson leaves Maggie with little time for a personal life, let alone romance—not that she's looking for one.

Thanks to the power of its "mystic" Indian origins, yoga promises peace, self-realization, and release. But what if this is just hype? In Fascist Yoga, Stewart Home sweeps away the half-truths to reveal a new origin story of modern postural practice. Starting with the world's first modern yogi—a Californian escapologist who added Hindu fairy dust to circus exercises—this history reveals a community full of grifters, occultists, and white supremacists, out to exploit and recruit via the medium of exercise.

Juliet Bettencourt flees her gilded prison—and an abusive fiancé who hungers to break more than her spirit. Disappearing into Texas' sun-scorched badlands as "Julia Harris," she finds uneasy refuge in Dairyville: a town of roaring motorcycles and secrets guarded by leather-clad wolves. Among them is Liam "Bronc" Baucaum—hardened president of Iron Valor MC, ex-Special Forces beast, and alpha of a shifter pack whose molten gaze strips her lies bare…and awakens desires hotter than betrayal.

Spy. Liar. Scoundrel. Redcoat. Provocateur and spy for His Majesty, Captain John Carlisle returns to Fort Niagara with the secrets he learned in the arms of his lover, Dellis McKesson. Determined to complete his mission and clear his name, John will see justice done—and damn the consequences. Now, he finds himself drawn into political intrigue as the British prepare to launch a three-pronged attack that will bring the Rebels and the Mohawk River Valley to its knees. Meanwhile, a dangerous revelation finds Dellis as whispers of intrigue insinuate her beloved is not all that he seems.

The alien lord holding me prisoner is the most powerful being I've ever encountered. A winged immortal who can kill with a mere wave of his hand. He's arrogant and alien. Demanding and dangerous. Brutal, even beautiful, though I hate him too much to admit it. He hates me, too. But even though my captor despises me, he needs me. He requires a bride for political reasons, and he makes me an offer I have no choice but to accept. Marry him, play the part of his happy wife, and he'll give me the one thing I want most—my freedom.

He needs me to play the role of fake fiancée to appease his family of tentacle-tailed cops. I'll keep up the charade as long as I need if it means being reunited with Abraxas and Rurik. It shouldn't be too hard, right? To play pretend…My life force is now inextricably tied to handsome, gun-totin' Officer Hyt. But do you know what happens if my new in-laws find out that I'm mated to three different males? Intergalactic war, that's what.

Hello again, I'm Eve Wakefield, and I refuse to accept that I'm in love with an intergalactic moth prince. No. I don't care how handsome he is, I don't want to marry him. I don't care if his parents have a sentient spaceship capable of eating entire planets. Love is earned, not swindled by pheromones. I'm now trapped on a ship with an adorable cyborg bodyguard, a golden toilet, and relationship issues. There's the prince I'm supposed to marry, the forest beast I fell in love with, and the never-wears-clothes police officer with tentacles.