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Kill for Love is a searing satirical thriller about Tiffany, a privileged Los Angeles sorority sister who is struggling to keep her sadistic impulses-and haunting nightmares of fire and destruction-at bay. After a frat party hookup devolves into a bloody, fatal affair, Tiffany realizes something within her has awoken: the insatiable desire to kill attractive young men.

Brix Ward is a grade-A prick.He's arrogant, spoiled, and self-centered. As the lead singer of A Rebels Havoc, he's used to women falling over themselves for a chance to tame the wild bad boy. Except for me. I still remember the boy I grew up with. The one who went out of his way to make my life a living hell. I did my best to avoid him at all costs. Imagine my surprise when our parents announced they had eloped, then left me to live with my new stepbrother. Alone. Now, no matter what I do, there's no escaping him. He's always there, tempting me, provoking me. Every moment of every day.

LAYLA BENSON only cares about two things: her 2-year-old daughter, Maya, and her growing florist business. Determined to be the best mom to Maya and provide her with everything she needs, she swore off relationships. Romance isn't in the cards for her anyway—Layla believes her bad luck in love is her punishment for breaking CLAY RODGERS's heart three years ago. Clay is the new goalie for the California Thunders, the team he's been longing to join so he can play alongside his best friends. Everything is falling into place for him—the Stanley Cup is within reach for the first time in his career.

What does a billionaire hockey player and a down and out dog walker have in common? Sabien: Nothing besides my dog—unless you count the sizzling attraction between us. Which makes our arrangement to live together and carry off a fake relationship all the more ridiculous. But I desperately need to give the appearance of settling down and she needs a place to live after being evicted, so my agent—under loud protest—goes along with the deal and writes up a contract.

All I've ever wanted is to live in a fantasy world, and, yes, I am willing to sell my soul to a moth faerie prince to make that happen. Which is perfect because after I've accidentally, maybe, kinda, sorta hit one with my car, that's exactly what he asks for. My soul. And a kiss. But we won't talk about that. Because he told me not to. And I'm very good at keeping secrets. (Especially the one about how he flew into my headlights. I didn't immediately blurt that to his chihuahua shifter and vampire cat friends at all.)

I shouldn’t even be here. Somehow, I've gone from living an ordinary life back on Earth to being offered up as a reward to the victor of an alien death match on a planet called Teneca. And when the massive warrior with two-toned eyes strides out into the arena, cold fear fills me. Sure, he might be more gorgeous than any man I’ve ever seen, but he’s also a brutal fighter, and there’s a coldness to his expression that makes me think he stopped feeling emotions a long time ago. I’m terrified of what he’ll do to me if he wins me...until the strangest thing happens.

It should have been a harmless swindle. A survival tactic, plain and simple. Because I, Rhea Thorn, am a survivor. At least, I thought I was… Until I conned a psycho. After a meaningless one-night stand, I emptied his wallet and fled before the morning sun. By that night, I had seventeen missed calls and a broken window with a note: You can keep what you stole, but I get you in return. Everywhere I go, he's there—blurring the vision between right and wrong while enticing me with his sultry blue eyes. Alaric promised me I'd never forget him. I'm beginning to fear he's right.

An animal under the sheets. That’s what his exes claimed about Steven Sinclair on national TV. He’s super successful, scheduled, and has rules about dating. And he’s my soon-to-be sister-in-law Quinn’s brother. I’m only in Chicago for the wedding and to watch my niece for the week...but now he’s staying with me, too. The aching is too much...the heat too hot...the craving on the cusp of exploding. But the sins of his father have consequences in Steven’s life. And that means mine as well.

It is said that you only want what you cannot have. I hate to be a cliche, but that statement rings true for me. In my case it's not what I want, but rather who. Tara Brooks. Sweet, funny, and my little sister's best friend. I've got a list of reasons why I'm no good for her, starting with the fact that I'm a decade older. She's just starting out and I’m about to retire. Still, I'm used to getting what I want. And I've never been very good at following the rules.

Guarding a social media model was not on my agenda. Then again, neither was losing half my hearing in a bomb blast five years ago. Fate has a way of doing what it wants in my life. I'm supposed to be the level-headed brother, not the one who schemes his way into a woman's bed and flat-out refuses to leave it again. But here we are anyway . . . with Makenzie Baird looking way too good in nothing but a smile and my shirt for me to start complaining now. This little model is going down. And I intend to ride her the whole way.

Romance novels are my jam. And everyone knows the plucky assistant—that's me—always charms the billionaire in an office romance. Too bad Cooper Fallon has never read a romance novel. If he had, he'd know that if you take a fake date to a wedding, you're sure to fall for him. But I forget that when I take my work bestie, Tyler. In fact, after we dance, when he kisses me under the stars, I forget my own name.

I've never wanted love. I've got a Ma and two brothers who drive me crazy already. That's more than enough for one man to handle. But then, an old military buddy asks for help protecting a curvy country musician. Kenna Maxwell sings like an angel, looks like a goddess, and doesn't tolerate any of my crap. Her smart mouth drives me wild in a way nothing ever has. But someone is hunting this little sparrow, determined to snuff out her light. Hell will freeze over before I let that happen. I licked her. She's mine.

Falling in love was never part of my plan. I was supposed to graduate college and join the family business. My family's expectations of me as the oldest son were far too high, and they were becoming harder to reach. Emree was never supposed to be the girl I fell for. My family already had a future wife in mind for me and they would never accept someone with Emree's background. I tried to push her away, but it was becoming more difficult each time. Once my family found out about her, they would destroy anything we had.

Combine one billionaire hockey player on a mission with one struggling nursing student with an independent streak and mix them up good with a matchmaking grandma and you have the perfect rom-com with some of those poignant moments to tug at your heartstrings on the way to a most satisfying ending . . .

After Samantha and Raza took care of the Kruul scout, we thought we’d be safe on this new planet. But we were wrong. And when the Kruul who have been hunting us show up en masse and take the Zivonians and the human women captive—only Tyrek and I manage to escape.

Life is full of surprises, rescue swimmer Owen Grayson knows that better than anyone, especially when he’s forced to take an indefinite military leave and return home to pick up the pieces of his dad’s latest mistake. As Owen struggles to settle back into his roots, he is called to a remote cave where he's pulled into a mystery that hits a little too close to home. As the clues begin to unravel, it becomes apparent that the cave is hiding secrets worth killing for…and everyone on site has a target on their back.

Sol is desperate to renew herself, but she remains trapped in the past, with her dark magic slowly consuming her. Each day, a little more of her light fades, and every day, her bond with Hector yearns for their reunion, needs their reunion. When she finally reunites with Everly, their joy is short-lived as they are abducted by the Hematites, who demand that Sol steal an ancient relic from the Bloodstone. After she fails to deliver what they want quickly enough, they kidnap Everly.

Imprisoned in the Cidris cages and being used for her blood by the one man she loves has deadened her. Escaping is futile and being drained every other day has left her numb, weak, and desolate. One by one, she watches the Cidris select the weakest of girls from the cages and drag them out of the room, destined for an unknown fate. And soon, Ripley will be next.

When technical failures force us to abandon The Oasis, I end up alone in an escape pod with a dashing Zivonian warrior named Raza. If our situation was bad to start with, it gets a whole lot worse when the pod malfunctions, separating us from the others and sending us hurtling toward the surface of the planet where we’d hoped to settle.

It never fails that I always get into awkward situations, like accusing the deputy at my front door of being a stripper and then asking if he’s going to arrest me when he shows up at school the next day…to pick up his nephew. Nate seems unamused by my antics, but when we start to work together, we’re forced to spend time with one another.