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When Gabrielle Solomon falls, she falls hard. Even if that means literally toppling over a porch railing in nothing but a flimsy towel—right in front of her sexy new neighbor. Jay Stetson is 100 percent hero material with those arms, that chest, and his deliciously oh-so-sexy smirk. The chiseled hunk in flannel has an irresistible off-limits attitude while plucking Gabrielle out of the bushes and saving her from a snake. Unfortunately, he’s not indulging in what Gabrielle is offering—not with his emotional train wreck of a past.

Thanks to my reckless roommate, I'm about two skips away from being homeless. Temp jobs aren't paying the bills, and now I have to cancel the scuba diving trip, which I can no longer afford. At least I'll be spared from my instructor's tempting smile and rock-hard abs. Dex is wonderful, but he's only ever treated me like a friend… a really good friend. In fact, when he hears I'm having money problems, he comes up with a way we can help each other.

Our story didn't begin the night I agreed to marry Deacon Kane to help him keep his daughter. It started ten years ago with a hotshot hockey player I couldn't wait to see each summer. He was big, broad, and filled out his board shorts so damn nicely. But holy hell… The memories of teenage Deacon don't hold a candle to the man he is now, the one who makes me melt each time he says, "My wife."

Ares Wilder is a so-called bad boy. A ladies' man. The teammate most likely to fight both on and off the ice. Now, this devastatingly dark and handsome hockey player with a sinful smile and a filthy mouth is my twin sister's brother-in-law, landing him firmly in the forbidden category. Only he doesn't see it that way. Resisting him should be no big deal, right? At least that's what I thought… Until one night, he managed to look past the illusion I'd spent a lifetime perfecting and see the broken girl behind the pink satin pointe shoes.

I am Delaney Jones, courageous enough to defy my mother, fearless enough to leave my successful rock band, and daring enough to propose to a perfect stranger.

Dear Ask Annie: I know my best friend is the one, but how do I tell her that? Annie Archer has a problem… She can't get one email—one mind-boggling letter from her advice column out of her head. The one? Does the one even exist? She should be able to answer this question, just like all the others. Except, she doesn't have firsthand experience with the one. In fact, except for those few months back in tenth grade when she went temporarily insane and fell for her best friend—she's never been in love.

Five years ago, I had the night of my life with Harris Sutton. Out of all the people in the bar, the famous hockey player chose me. He was in town for a game and when he left, he took my virginity with him. And he unknowingly left me with a souvenir. Five years later, my souvenir is my whole world. A five-year-old boy that I never told him about. Lucas. We’re happy and comfortable in our little life. I’ve moved on and settled into the grind of single motherhood.

I abided by one rule, and one rule only... Show no mercy. Not to anyone. Not even my closest friends. So, when I was tasked with hunting Emma down and taking her life, it was just another day on the job. I couldn't have been more wrong. She's not like the others. She tangles with me without fear of the devil she might discover. Now, I find myself willing to challenge my darkest demons, or worse, unleash them—all for her. There's just one problem...I don't know if either of us will make it out alive.

Primrose Bellevue is many things—a candy maker, an influencer, and a pink-loving, confident woman. She isn't, however, a criminal. That is until she commits the stupidest crime in history. After her very public break-up and her sudden fame as a stalker, she has no choice but to escape the scene of the crime. By some stroke of luck, the grumpy, arrogant farmer who witnessed it all just so happens to be desperate for an alibi of his own. But lacking a stable connection out in the sticks might not be the worst part of bunking with her fake boyfriend.

Easton Hayes has been my knight in shining hockey skates since he saved my life. This devastatingly handsome grump may be everyone's favorite goalie, but to me, he's my strength when demons haunt my dreams. And okay—so maybe he's also the only man I've ever loved. But he doesn't need to know that. We're friends. It works for us.

Aileen Henderson didn’t choose to die. That choice was stolen from her, brutally, at the hands—and lips—of a monster. With a singular kiss, Lord Ragnor Rayne condemned the twenty-one-year-old to an eternity she never wanted. And a future she refuses to accept. Despite the fury now coursing through her veins, Aileen fights the pull of attraction to Ragnor, a need with a will of its own. But now, she’s determined to make her way without the vampire lord’s help.

Everyone knows who the Fisher brothers are: the hottest single bartenders this side of the Santa Monica Pier. Which is exactly why when I run into Ryan Fisher one day at the beach, I intend to steer clear of him and his sexy, playboy ways. I’ve heard the rumors. I know his type. I’ve seen him in action. And I’m not interested. But Ryan has other ideas. He’s convinced that I have him all wrong. But I don’t have the luxury of making mistakes when it comes to men. Not anymore. Being a single mom does that to a woman.

I'm Steele, a second-year hockey player for the Seattle Sockeyes. Imagine my shock when I return from a trip to find my former roommate has transferred his lease to my nemesis. She pushes all my buttons and is my exact opposite. Despite it all, I want to rip off her clothes and make mad, passionate love to her.

Keira Garrison has never known affection from her husband. After being tricked into giving up her family ranch, she finds herself lost and miserable in an unhappy marriage. But one night, she meets the arresting Gerard Sovereign, her husband’s rival and the owner of the biggest cattle ranch in Montana. Sparks fly. Their chemistry is undeniable.

Overcome by the exhaustion of her monotonous day-to-day life, all Evera wants is one fun night out. A chance to escape a rigorous work schedule that drains her of all semblance of happiness. When a mysterious portal consumes the air before her and an enigmatic, intense man pulls her through, she wonders if her wish is being granted.

Chance Carter is the son of local baseball legend Jack Carter. Now in his junior year at Fullton State, Chance is facing challenges he never saw coming. Failing a class will stop his draft season short, making him ineligible to play and pushing his goal of professional baseball even further away. In steps Danika, a mouthy tutor from New York, who only wants to help him pass his class...not get in his pants. But try telling that to Chance. He doesn’t trust girls, and he definitely doesn’t trust his new tutor. A lifetime growing up as a Carter taught him that.

She’s a hopeless romantic...for everyone but herself. Can the least romantic man alive convince her love isn’t just for other people? Willow: There are certain expectations when you’re born into a multigenerational family of matchmakers, which is why I fled my hometown and tried to build a life of my own. But it turns out matchmaking is hard to quit, and I can’t stop trying to match the customers at the bakery I manage - including my boss and the tea shop owner next door - even though I’m hopeless at love.

Toxic: very harmful or unpleasant in an invasive or sinister way. One word. Two consonants. Five letters. Two people. Quinn James Carter met Solei Shayne Rodriguez his senior year of high school. At first, he tried to stay away from her. But the heart wants what the heart wants, and if there were two people in this world who were meant to be together, it was Shayne and him. Sadly, life doesn’t work out like you plan.

I never thought I’d see her again. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right? But five years later, my casino fling is my new next-door neighbor. A lot’s happened since we got acquainted in that hotel room. I finished out my military career, took a job with my estranged father, moved to the beach…the only thing that hasn’t changed is that Beatrice has always been on my mind. I can’t let her get away again. Lucky for me, she feels the same way.

I was supposed to be taking the summer off from dating... and flirting... and men in general. A cleanse. It sounded great in theory. But theory went out the window when my own personal kryptonite sat on the barstool next to mine. Six feet, five inches of stacked muscle and chiseled features, he exuded a cocky confidence that was hard to miss and even harder to resist. This man was delectable. Like a decadent piece of chocolate cake, tempting me to indulge.