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They call him a legend—one of the greatest guitarists of our time. The mighty Ace of Spades brought in to produce my album and save the day. Not only is he covered in tattoos. He’s gorgeous, talented, and infuriatingly arrogant, even demanding I trust him. Trust him? I. Hate. Him. I’m a former child star turned rock princess, caught up in all kinds of bad press and scandal. I need to stay focused on my music and career. Not get distracted by his filthy mouth and piercing eyes. If only our chemistry wasn’t off the charts.

Like naughty and nice, Mariah and Ellie are complete opposites. Small-time actress Ellie is thrilled to be back on set of a cozy holiday film, while makeup artist Mariah only views the low-budget project as a stepping stone on her way to more serious movies. The pair definitely don't hit it off when they're introduced, but if they want to survive the summer heat—and Mariah's stifling Canadian hometown—they've got to keep it professional. Luckily, holiday cheer is Ellie's specialty, and she's determined to win stubborn Mariah over.

When my stepfather dumps me off at Bainbridge Hall, I can tell I'm in trouble. At the mercy of the brotherhood, I'm forced by my mother's husband to follow their every command. I should run. Far, far away. From the moment I arrive, these bastards test me. Every time they push, another piece of my past trauma is exposed. But I'm stronger than they think I am, and I've learned the hard way the only person I can count on is me. One brooding artist. One football god. And one hate-fueled stepbrother.

I’m a housewife, married to a man who is the definition of husband material. But sometimes, it doesn’t feel like enough. When I hold a stack of new books, I can’t wait to slip into the fantasy within them. I love living in dark, fictional worlds. Neglecting my wifely duties, I find my pleasure within the pages.

Rain, Graham, Ezra, and Warren have been on the hunt for answers for weeks after learning that Rain’s brother is alive, and that Warren played a part in his disappearance. After facing off with the demon who took Rain’s brother, all of them nearly dying in the process, the woman in black leads them to reinforcements.

Marion enjoys her quiet life of solitude in the shadowy woods of the Black Veil, where even the local villagers don’t dare venture. She sells her healing potions at the village market by day and tends to her otherworldly garden by night, caring for her magical bees and furry familiar, Peek, at their cottage. Then, one moonlit night, she encounters a devilishly handsome male—with powerful wings, sharp fangs, and high fae-like beauty—shot through with a lethal poisoned arrow.

Marley Henderson is having the worst year of her life. First, a drunken mistake costs her everything, including her engagement and her closest friend, Thea. Then, a series of cruel rumors make her an outcast in the small Georgia community she calls home. Finally, a string of vicious arsons rip through town, leaving unchecked destruction—and Thea’s body—in their wake.

When a vengeful demon burned her house down, Rain Carter had no choice but to move into the haven of Copperfield House with her boyfriend, Graham, her other boyfriend, Ezra, and his partner, Warren. She wants to believe she's safe here, but considering Warren's a murderer for hire...well, forgive her for being wary. But the deeper she falls into Warren's demons and desires, struggling to interpret visions from the mysterious woman in black, Rain fights a war within herself.

I've been called many things, most of which are true. But when you're an outlaw, you wear those words like badges of honor on your cut. I grew up in the Devil's Skull MC. It's all I know. It's all I've ever wanted to be.

Vanessa’s new job is a highly coveted management position at the world-famous Destiny Park. To succeed, she has to impress the big boss while simultaneously managing the crew of quirky employees who run the rides. She didn’t plan on one of them stealing her heart.

Sitting on my throne, I reign over the underworld with a fist of iron. The darkness runs deep within me as I revel in the violence of depravity, for I am King of all I rule, and this is hell. Times are changing. Enemies old and new are challenging us. If Naturals and Humans want to survive, they must combine their forces. It didn't work before, so why do they think it will this time? Will all be lost? You brought yourself into my line of sight. You willingly walked into my domain. She thought she knew what she was walking into. She has no clue. She is a temptation I can not deny.

Davian Stark is beautiful, twisted, cruel, and he's going to die—by my hand. He's one of the elites of the Dark Sovereign. A bloodthirsty mafia assassin and a hunter fueled by his need for the chase. If I want to get close to him, I have to give him something to hunt—me. He made a mistake by letting me survive my family's massacre. I've trained, fed my hate, and now, I'm ready to strike. But Davian isn't just a killer. He's complex, compelling, a man who opens something dark inside me. While I play him, he's playing me. It's a twisted game of hunter versus prey. Question is… Which one am I?

From the author of Tell Me Goodnight and Warrior Blue comes an emotional romance about a writer and the bartender she befriends after finding out she's unexpectedly pregnant. Two little, pink lines should have been a good thing, but for Kendall Wright, it felt like the end of the world. Especially when her career as a successful romance novelist had only just begun to take off. But with the acceptance of her flaky boyfriend, and the help of a friendly bartender, she begins to see how those two little, pink lines could actually be a blessing.

The new-to-the-spotlight sweetheart is being harassed, and needs someone to have her back. And Colin will be damned if he’s going to let anyone else take this job. No matter how much being her temporary, very protective pretend boyfriend/roommate/whatever is going to rock his world.

The town's hottest firefighter just put out the fire in my pants. Literally. Ace Hellman. Star quarterback. Grumpy-as-hell firefighter. Chief pain in my ass. He's beyond arrogant, inducing women to fake emergencies just to see his sexy swagger as he comes to save them. Not me though. That fire was a total accident. I swear. He and I actually have a long history of hating each other, starting with him ruining my live performance of the Nutcracker in kindergarten and ending with me being the only woman in town under forty whom he hasn't dated. I wear that title with pride.

A desperate murder committed by Angela Miller’s mother tore Angela’s life apart and brought her to Martha’s Vineyard to live with her wealthy grandparents. It’s where her cousin, Kiki King, was born and raised, and Kiki now wants nothing more than to see the world beyond its sandy perimeter. Kiki’s mother escaped it. She took a late-night swim off Tashmoo Beach and was never seen again.

Rain's lost everything in the last decade. Her grandmother, her brother, and her family home might be next. All she has is Graham - a powerful Fae who illegally escaped the Fae Realm and has been her best friend ever since. Until Ezra - the sexiest Vampire she's ever seen - commissions her for one hell of a job. Cleansing dozens of vengeful spirits from an abandoned mansion for a life changing amount of money.

She's my best friend's older sister. No matter what . . . I have to keep my hands off Angelina . . . Because she's a Hawke.

When the FBI's most wanted criminal leaves his DNA at a crime scene, Brett Evangeline is sure she's finally going to bring the masked assassin to justice. The brand-new FBI agent can't believe her luck—both in getting assigned to this case and her findings—but what she doesn't realize is that, in the criminal underworld of Moriton, luck does not fortune the kind or the good. When terrible secrets come to light, Brett must reevaluate everything she thinks she knows and decide which evil is worth trusting.

My grandmother always had a flair for drama and was a master manipulator. At eighteen, I was forced to marry so I could pay my college tuition. Enter Caleb Cunningham: my best friend’s brother and a hot Navy SEAL. I needed my inheritance, his family needed money to cover his dad’s hospital bills. At the time, it seemed like a win-win—two acquaintances just helping each other out. The marriage didn’t last, but that’s okay. It was a marriage of convenience, nothing more.