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Ten years ago, Tucker reeled me in with his sexy smolder. But he cut me loose after I fell hard for him that summer on my family’s ranch. I left without looking back. Went to chase my dreams and became Sam Ryker, world champion bull rider. But I never forgot the first man I loved.

Three Highland warriors. Three modern time travelers. Three journeys through time. Can love survive a Scottish medieval war? - For all fans of Outlander ! 3 love stories. Over 25 hours of binge-worthy, edge-of-your-seat drama, and sizzling time-travel romance. Discover the adventures of three modern people thrown into 1310, into the midst of Robert the Bruce's Wars of Scottish Independence, and get entangled into the destiny of the Highland Clan MacKenzie. Book 8: Highlander's Protector - He's trapped in the past. She's trapped in a dungeon.

I’ve been friends with Cooper Rice from the moment we met. He was just as famous a decade ago on our college campus as he is now being the star quarterback for the Chicago Grizzlies. But he’s not only talented on the field, he’s also the gorgeous football star women fawn over, posing in underwear and razor ads. Here’s a secret those women don’t know—Cooper Rice isn’t a playboy. He’s the kind of man who wants to settle down with a family. He’s content ordering pizza and massaging my feet after my long shift as an emergency room doctor. He listens to me.

She's always been his safe place to land. Jensen has shared a special bond with Tuck for as long as she can remember, their friendship a language that never needed words. But as life threw her one curveball after another, that secret language turned to stony silence. He's always been her protector. Tuck has looked out for Jensen since the day she was born. As his best friend's little sister, he's tried to keep her firmly in the family category. But she's always been more.

He was my first crush. My first love. But he broke my heart. He tore us apart so brutally that an ocean, never mind a state line, wasn’t enough distance between us. But for all he ruined me, I still love him. Despite the women and the lies, it never died, but that didn’t mean I’d take his BS and roll over for him.

The Shadow demon nearly took everything from Dynalya Astron, and it would soon return for more. When she discovers a way to fight back, she must go on a perilous journey and risk it all for those she holds dear. Along the way, she meets Cassiel, a Celestial Prince with magic blood and wings as black as his heart. He wants nothing to do with Dyna until he learns she could lead him to a place he has been searching for all his life.

The balance of power has finally swung in my favor—on the mortal plane. It seems one of our gods objects to my new position and will stop at nothing to unseat me. I'll have to rely on every trick up my sleeve, all the devotion the men I love have to offer, and the faith that's kept me strong through so many trials before. Even if that means watching my princes walk away.

A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder meets Tell Me Lies in this binge-worthy debut murder mystery about a college student whose senior year takes a dark turn when her exes start turning up dead… Narrated by Andi Arndt. Every time a guy breaks my heart, I write him a eulogy in my journal. It’s...

Over a year ago, I was ripped away from my human village to serve the Ghertun, a brutal enemy alien race. With the lives of my family at risk, I am tasked to deliver a message to the one place no human has ever gone before: the capital city of Dakkar. Before I succeed, however, I am captured by a horde king. A horde king of the Dakkari, a merciless barbaric race bred for war and violence that rule over the hostile and unforgiving planet of Dakkar.

Madeline Montgomery is shocked when she finds out she's carrying her one night stand's baby, but without his name she can't find him, deciding to raise her child alone. With a stalker upping his ante and the cops refusing to take her seriously, she runs to Prey Security for help. Stunned to find her baby's father is a co-owner of the company, the two grow close, bonding over their son's birth. However, a threat is hovering over them, one their fledgling relationship might not survive.

Rich. Vicious. Vengeful. Forbidden. The Boys of Clermont Bay had always been untouchable. And Carson Hale was the worst of them all. He was pretentious and a player, and he had hated me for so long I forgot that we were ever anything more than enemies. Brutally beautiful and savagely heartless, his only plan was to ruin everything I loved.

Oliver Bateman is a jerk. It's been a decade since I've seen him last, and while time has been generous with his outrageously good looks, it wasn't kind to his attitude. He was born grumpy, so I don't know why I expected our first meeting as adults to go any differently. The only thing worse than him not recognizing me is being stuck as his neighbor for the foreseeable future. We don't get along, and even my daughter's infatuation with him can't keep my temper from flaring when he purposefully pushes all my buttons just to get a rise out of me.

I was loved by two men—one was my husband and the other was his best friend. I was only in love with one. Then he forgot I existed. Hudson Mackay was the only man I ever wanted. The man I married. The man who promised to love me "'til death do us part." I never thought I'd get the chance to see him again, to ask how he could betray me. Until one day, I discover he's alive. Except, he has no idea who I am. I never truly knew my husband. And now, he doesn't know me.

That’s my name, my birthright, and my curse. I didn’t always hate being a Harrington. At one time, I took it as a privilege. I used it to my advantage. But a name doesn’t stop you from losing everything, and after six haunting years, that everything is back forcing me to face the past or give up a future.

I thought getting a mate would solve my problems. I thought The Oracle would answer my questions. As it turns out, I was wrong on both counts. Because I have not one, but five mates. They’ve all claimed a piece of me, but instead of making me whole, they’ve torn me apart.

Dante Marino’s the definition of beautiful destruction. Everything he touched, he destroyed...including me. We were friends. Then we weren't. He used me. Played me. Took every ounce of my affection and threw it away. He became my enemy, then risked everything to save me. Now, he wants me back, claiming he's changed - determined to make me his. Each vow, every possessive kiss, feels like he’s mine. But I can't forget that underneath his rock-hard body, seductive grin, and wicked promises, one thing will always remain true - he's my undoing.

I was supposed to get close to him...but Armani keeps his secrets closer. Everyone knows that Armani is the most dangerous Bellanti brother. No one knows what he’s capable of. I do know there is nothing he won’t do for his family. For months, I’ve interacted with the dark, broody man. The way he looks at me moves the earth under my feet. His touch makes my skin tingle. But I’ve had my own agenda.

There I was, working to get a rise out of my cranky little rule-following, fun-wrecking, soon-to-be ex-neighbor when my one-night stand from last season shows up…in labor. Next thing I know, I’m a single-dad begging for a crash course in caring for this tiny miracle from the neighbor who loves to hate me. It turns out Nora raised half her siblings. She knows things. And I know my son needs her. Unfortunately, she’s not impressed by my NHL career, my legendary charm, or the rumors surrounding the size of my stick (all true btw).

Cashel Blackthorne has been my kidnapper, my tormentor, my protector, and my lover. Now he's shattered us beyond repair. He sacrificed his freedom to give me mine, only to have our bond completely broken. I lost him just when I truly found him. I need to bring him back to me, to save him from the fate he set for himself, and most of all, to find a cure. Since all this began, I've been their prey, but the tables have turned, and this time, I'm the hunter. The Blackthorne vampires won't take anything from me again.

The memory of Josiah DeMille has haunted me for close to a decade. The way he looked. The way he smelled. The way his lips felt pressed against mine, even when they shouldn't have been. The one person I've never been able to get over. The one singular part of my past I've never been able to move on from. In every lyric sung into the microphone, in every chord strummed on the guitar, in the bottom of every single whiskey bottle, he's there. His memory has me in a chokehold. His absence a gaping hole in my chest. I gave up years ago, wondering if I'd ever stop thinking about him.