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Lucas has a lot on his plate, looking out for his mother and sisters, and paying off an old loan from his wedding that didn't happen. When the sale of the century presents itself at the real estate agency he works for, he finds himself reluctantly agreeing to work with his nemesis, Andrew. However, when Andrew inadvertently makes their clients think they're a couple, Lucas can neither find a way out of the lie nor any idea how he's supposed to live it.

Travis leaves the cloth he was using to wipe down the bar where it is. He can’t get out of here fast enough. I should have gone to the game with my friends. My non-blood-related brothers. Though speaking of brothers, I consider calling Hunter. I wish I could talk to him about this, but he’d blow a gasket. He’d storm in here, drag me to the truck, and lock me in that homemade prison he’s always threatened to build.

Ninety-one years ago, I stumbled upon a window to a strange new world. Beyond, there were blue skies and odd trees, and flowers like nothing I'd ever seen. Curiosity got the better of me, and life as I knew it changed forever. Ljómur was the military's best-kept secret. Behind those walls, I was experimented on and studied, torn apart and put back together. Caged, collared, and stripped of any sense of identity I once had. A lifelong prisoner. Now I'm free, and my former hell has been destroyed. Every bar that once confined me lies in ruin, yet I still can't escape my cage.

I’m not well behaved, that’s a given. But meeting the Vitale’s puts my life into perspective. They’re everything I’ve longed for; rich, adventurous, fearless, and close. Really close. This is supposed to be my family too. So why do I feel like an outsider? I have no choice except to fit in because I can’t go back home. Not when I’m on the run… Amidst the chaos of a cooling war, a family struggle, and the law nipping at my heels, I meet Quincy. Bold, crazy, and hot as a five alarm fire. This man is the grand red flag of all red flags, but then again so am I.

I’d do anything for my family. Even go undercover and devote my life to the FBI so they can continue to thrive. Everything I do is for the Vitale name. I just have to focus, complete my job, divert attention and stay out of trouble.

I’m used to my life being insanity. A family of a-holes, being locked up, and a few loose screws? Yeah anyone would go crazy. (Not that I am. I’m different, that’s all). My brothers say I’m the loose canon of the family. The truth is that I’m the life of the party! The party comes to a screeching halt when I meet Ash. Shy, younger, virgin. He’s everything I’m not attracted to. Give me an experienced partner anyday.

For almost a century, we've believed the prophecy to be a hoax. The promise of Fated Mates being the cure to this ruined world was a beautiful story, a romantic lie told to keep us in line. Nothing more than an idyllic promise to make us work together. Only we never did, and the world only suffered more. Joining the military has turned my life into a monotonous cycle of schedule, routine, and order. Day after day, I wake at the same time, wear the same uniform, and stare at the same power-hungry faces I've been commanded by for decades.

I never expected to be getting married, but when a business opportunity lands in my lap, I know I have to take it. After all, my family means the world to me. I’ll do anything to keep them safe, even if it’s entering a marriage that’s nothing more than convenience so I can pop out an heir. However, that’s not what happens. The Hayashi’s pull a fast one and I’m left with a snarling godd*mn hellhound on my hands. Harlow is nothing like the demure, sweet woman I signed up for. No, he’s got teeth and he knows how to use them. There’s no going back. I’ll either fall in love or bury another lover.

I have only one goal in life: become a detective. It’s there, just out of reach, so close I can taste it. When I find out the Vitale family is about to be investigated again, I do what I do best. Jump in head first. There’s just one problem; Enzo Vitale. The man is red hot danger, every word a dare from his lips. And I never was one to turn away from a challenge….

How can an average-looking psychic like me pull a super-hot guy like him to amplify my power and stop a killer? I’ve had visions since I was 13 years old. Minor stuff on the whole, usually nothing to get excited about. Which is for the best, since the police think I’m a crackpot, and the people I try to help call me a freak. Don’t get me started on my mother and the priest she brought home to do an exorcism. She’s not even Catholic.

Love isn't something I get to wish for. Ten years ago, my nephew was sold to traffickers, and it was my fault. I spent the next decade doggedly searching for him in the most awful places imaginable, unable to stop until I knew he was safe. I finally track him down to Wild Heart Ranch, an equine therapy center in the heart of Texas with a secret mission to help victims of trafficking. While I get to know the funny, strong, disturbed man my nephew has become, I find comfort and companionship in Levy, the ranch's tattooed, pierced, much younger equine therapist.

What the hell do you do when life changes on a dime without warning? Ryder Freeman-His job is to keep Harrison safe from a stalker and one step ahead of the paparazzi. That's it! The hotter than hell young billionaire is forbidden fruit and crossing that line is not an option. So, why is it that when bullets start flying, Ryder makes an executive decision to take his client away to the Freeman family cabin?

Newly turned vampire Jesse Hunt has been spotted by two werewolves! Should he run, fight, or ask for noms? Barrett Walker, alpha of the local pack, has two options upon meeting the starving but sweet Jesse! Should he hand him over to the local vampire clan or adopt him? Barrett's in favor of adoption, but can adoption include smexy bite bite times too?

My purpose in life has always been to protect my little brother. And the only way to do that is to do what my dirtbag of a father says—easier said than done. My plan is to save enough money to grab our backpacks and leave these miserable days behind us. There's no harm in having a little fun in the meantime though, is there? And the growling beast who flattens his opponents with a single punch looks like a perfectly hot diversion to me.

Adam Campbell, 33, blacklisted CIA agent, needs to get covert information into the right hands. Alone and on the run, his world suddenly stops when he discovers the identity of the Pegasus operative who is on his tail. Arranging a meeting just to gaze into the eyes of the man he's always loved, Adam is set up and almost killed. Out of resources and nowhere to turn, Adam returns to the only home he's ever known.

Spoiler alert: This isn't some sad exploration of my tragic past. I have a list of the people who bought and sold me. And they aren't getting a redemption arc.

When Jonah Steele hung a flyer in the local coffee shop advertising his services as a housekeeper, he didn’t expect the town’s hot doctor to hire him on the spot. He definitely didn’t think he’d still be working for the mysterious older alpha two years later. But something about Dr. Pictou keeps Jonah returning to the big house on the cliff, a bone-deep longing he can’t explain—and recently, it’s been making Jonah crave the good doctor in ways he shouldn’t.

"Cary “Sol” Solomon isn’t just in a slump—he’s a mess. His stats have plummeted. Fans hate him. After he caps off two awful seasons with a catastrophic playoff flop, his team is done with him. Worse, thanks to his downward spiral, the addiction that’s nearly cost him his career before is rearing its ugly head. As luck would have it, though, the Seattle Sasquatches are desperate for goalies. When they snatch up Sol off waivers, maybe he has a chance to turn things around… if he can stay sober and get back on his game.

I thought I had everything figured out—until I met Jaxon. I'm dominant by nature, but Jaxon brings all that out in full force. What started as a one-night stand after his confession that he's never been with a man quickly turns into a whirlwind. Now, I want nothing more than to put my collar around his neck and ensure he's mine. Add in my best friend, Blaze, and his boyfriend, Elijah, and we're in for a hell of a ride. Blaze and I soon realize that someone has betrayed us when cops start breathing down our necks. All of this makes it hard to navigate what the four of us have started.

Renée always did have a sense of humor—even as she was dying—but I’ll never love anyone the way I loved her. Falling for my brother-in-law? Psh. Desi’s almost 20 years younger than me and far too pretty. Besides, my son would never forgive me.