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Grayson Kane liked to pretend I was just his wife's daughter, that whatever tension crackled between us wasn't a two-way street. Until I sent the "accidental" nude, that is. Then it became abundantly clear that he should leave the acting to my mother. He could deny it for eternity, but he wanted me, too, and no amount of distance or superimposed rules were going to keep me from doing what I do best—pushing limits for sport. Unfortunately for him, Grayson was nothing but limits. Calm, controlled, coiled so tight it was practically an invitation. Behave, Lyric. Or else.

My reason for hating Christmas is simple: my mom loved Christmas, and now she’s gone. My reason for hating Cooper Kellogg is also simple: he annoys the jingle out of me. The all-star, all-ego player is on the injured list, and—lucky me!—we’re assigned to work on a special project together. Between awkward team events, a Christmas escape room, and some very inconvenient mistletoe, Coop and I are getting way too close for comfort. Then we’re trapped in a blizzard overnight, and Coop’s cocky grin slips, showing the man behind the mischief.

I had a plan. It was simple. Find my sister, bring her home, and then disappear where no one could find us—especially him. But you know what they say about plans? They have a tendency to go awry, like a train off the tracks barrelling in the wrong direction… toward the wrong people. That's what happened. Them. Jericho. Sheppard. Arrow. The mafia heir and his two best friends. They came into my life with obsession bleeding through their veins, and the only person they saw—was me. Theirs.

I am a soulless vampire, in service to the Vampire Intelligence Agency as their top black ops agent, protecting the immortal royals of Europe in a world of shadows and secrets. My life revolves around strategy, competition, and keeping our society safe. Why in hellfire have I been assigned to escort this delicious plus-size fashion designer to meet one of the Immortal Princesses? For a damn dress? I should be out stalking and destroying the hunters who seek to destroy anyone and anything immortal.

There’s no redemption for a man with his past. No future for a relationship built on stalking and kidnapping. At least, that’s what he believes. When he meets Daphne again, she’s not a piece of art. She’s a woman determined to paint a new path. For herself. For him. Except the ocean holds more than shadows. It holds danger that could ruin them both.

The road for Noah Westbury has been carved out for him, long before he knew who his father was. Making sure he worked hard to deserve the opportunities provided to him, Noah is where he's dreamed of being - starting QB for Portland Pioneers. Together, with his model girlfriend by his side, life can't get much better. Except that standing in his path is Peyton Powell-James, his life-long friend and the one woman he can never have.

Devoted. Loyal. Shameless. The Boys of Clermont Bay had been my protectors for as long as I could remember. And Olly Warner took the job to heart. He was intense and all-consuming, and I had been in love with him for years. Alarmingly handsome and recklessly charming, he attempted to deny there was ever anything between us. But we slipped over that invisible line, and the moment we gave in, something fractured. He was leaving regardless, and I couldn’t hang on tight enough for the both of us. Olly had always been the boy I could never have, but I couldn’t help losing myself in him.

Everly Bowman and I don’t make sense. She’s sunshine personified, and I hate everyone. Well, everyone but her. It’s easy to pretend like she isn’t my whole world. Or it was, until she needs a place to stay, and my apartment is her only option.

Trying to juggle a sexy wolf shifter, hot AF incubus, and billionaire twins can be...hard. You'd think that with the magic thief gone and my magic back, things would get easier. So. Not. True. Spring semester means it's time for the trials. And since I passed the practice trials, guess who gets to take the real ones. This girl. That would be bad enough on its own, but then throw in the fact that someone used time magic at the Academy. And it wasn't me. Try telling that to my parole officer who's breathing down my neck.

The conclusion of The Marriage Auction 2. There are so many plot twists your head will be spinning, your heart weeping, and by the end of it all…your soul will be sighing.

They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And when they storm into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervene to protect her. I make them take me too. The plan is to escape with my sister whenever we find a chance. How am I to know our prison will be the most fortified place in their kingdom?

A dog named Slipper almost ruined my life. The uncatchable stray snuck on the patio where I was waitressing and knocked me straight into Lee Powell's lap. My fist slammed into his junk. Then I accidentally flipped his breakfast platter onto his pants. I thought it couldn't get any worse, but when I bring my brother to baseball practice, I discover his new coach is none other than Lee, owner and founder of Powell Dog Sanctuary, and he's not happy to see me.

Galen is a vampire, Rafferty is a red wolf, and the twins, Ranger and Maverick, shift into grey wolves. What the shifters don't know is there is a war brewing and Lexi is caught right in the middle. But Lexi isn't human.

Tensions are rising in the Gladium Province. The boundary between humans and Morgons has begun to blur. While the human aristocracy strives to maintain distance between their daughters and the dragon-hybrid race, fate has other plans. As the daughter of the corporate king, Jessen Cade is duty-bound to honor her arranged marriage to a man she detests. Feeling trapped by family duty and a loveless future, she longs for more, straying to the Morgon side of the city.

Our night together? It could've gone better. For example, he could've chosen to not take a phone call in the middle of the . . . final act. But I'm willing to give him another chance. I'm a giver like that. And Spencer Monroe is, after all, one of southern California's hottest, wealthiest, and most influential men. He's exactly the kind of player I like to bring to his knees—in the bedroom and out of it. I never expected him to propose a fake marriage, though. I really never thought I'd accept.

Sadie Sawyer wants to learn how to blow a guy. She's my sister's best friend. The girl I've known since grade school. The girl I've always considered off-limits. She's the girl that crawled under a table in a bar one night and changed everything between us. Now the brain in my pants is more than willing to step up. The rules are simple. No kissing. No screwing. No falling in love. But the more I let her use my body in the name of experimentation, the more I know being friends isn't enough. Is it too much to want it all with her?

I spent the night with a complete stranger. Now, he thinks I'm a puck bunny. So, imagine my shame when I find out he's my new boss and I'm moving into his guest house… as his son's nanny. Okay, just because Atlanta Fire's star center knows how to handle his stick doesn't mean I'm going to let him out of the penalty box. Sebastian Blue is a walking mistake in a hockey jersey. Sinful smirk? You bet. Dedicated single dad? Of course. Relationship phobic? Just my luck. But he's eager to become my knight in shining skates…

Being a cocky, playboy, billionaire doctor is every bit as amazing as you'd expect. Or, it was, at least. Until I met her. Dr. Mikayla Smith is everything I'm not-sassy, sunshiny, and idealistic. She's also a much-younger resident at my hospital, which means she's forbidden fruit. I should've left her alone. But I didn't.

I expected a life of music. I expected to raise my son. It took one look to make everything change. I never expected happiness. I never expected to find her. I never expected to feel desire. I never expected I'd be a family man. I never expected to be loved. I never expected to fall in love. They say you should expect the unexpected, but I didn't realize my unexpected would be the forever kind.

One night with the enemy player next door… now he's calling me his wife. Seven years ago, we shared a night. The next morning, he didn't remember. Now, I'm a journalist working my way up the news media ladder when my best friend's moody brother moves in next door. And now an endless parade of rowdy hockey bros stroll our shared hall.