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After a brush with death, I realize it’s time to make changes in my life. Big changes. First, my job. I love being a journalist, but I hate my megawatt magnate boss, West Maxwell. When he demands I rewrite an article on short notice, I turn the tables on him with a scathing new column and quit in a blaze of glory. But West isn’t about to let me go that easily, the jerk. He offers me an unexpected new position: mentor to his rebellious teenage niece. For some reason, I agree—I like helping people, but I’m also admittedly curious to glimpse the man behind the mogul.

When workaholic Boston attorney Deirdra de Messiéres is passed over for a well-deserved promotion, she takes a two-month hiatus to show her boss just how much he needs her and heads home to Silver Island. But beyond seeing her sisters happy, home is not where Deirdra’s heart is. She has no interest in their family restaurant, the Bistro, or reliving hurtful childhood memories, and absolutely no interest in spending a single second with Josiah “Jagger” Jones, the Bistro’s too-laid-back musician and chef. Sure, the hippie is hot, but he drives her nuts.

Some might call Bennett Brady a hero, but he was only doing his job. Fighting fires and rescuing people was dangerous, but that's what he did. He never failed to save the day, until the day he failed Marin Landry. Her boyfriend died in a fire Ben was called to, and he was unable to save him.

Ember Brighton has finally run out of time. With her magic bound to an insurmountable evil, threatening to eliminate her and her loved ones once and for all, she’s desperate and limited on options. MacGregor may not be the brains behind the time traveler’s destruction, but he has caused complete devastation. The fae leading the crusade to eliminate Ember and her family has ensured MacGregor has all he needs to seal their fates and ruin their ability to balance time. With so much at stake, every choice is critical.

Raven shifter Prince Franco is every social-climbing debutante’s dream. He’s handsome, heir to the Lunar Court throne, and deliciously single. Every young woman wants to bed him, wed him, or steal a moment of his time. Except, of course, for Ember Montgomery. Half-fae Ember craves freedom from her conniving step-family. As if they weren’t enough to deal with, a chance encounter with the arrogant Prince Franco leaves her humiliated and in a fiery rage. But when the opportunity to evade her scheming stepmother falls into her lap, she’ll pay the price....

College. It was supposed to be my new start. I made a promise to my father I would be a good girl from now on - focus solely on the game and play nice for once. Aside from him, basketball is my only love, therefore sacrifices must be made all in the name of the game.

Cannon: The first female Cerberus team member wasn't impressed with my corny pickup lines and wide smile like the other women I use it on. I should move on, but her rejection stings. I also can't figure out if it's the chase I crave, or if this woman is someone special I've been missing in my life.

On a whisky tour in the Scottish Highlands, former Marine and bodyguard Konnor Mitchell tumbles down a steep ravine. Before he can get his bearings, a Highland faerie pitches him back in time to 1308. Highlander Marjorie Cambel swore never to let another man victimize her. Finding a handsome stranger wounded and trapped at the bottom of a ravine, she rescues him.

I love being a manny. Love it. Especially when my boss goes on extended business trips and leaves me with the keys to his Park Avenue penthouse. I mean, sure, I’ve got to watch his daughter, but she loves me almost as much as she loves her favorite K-pop group. Really. All is going well until their new neighbor thinks I’m the actual billionaire next door, and I don’t correct her. What could possibly go wrong?

Even for the sleazy backwater of Cooper, Nebraska, the multiple murder of an entire family, brutally bludgeoned to death in their beds, is big news. Detective Joe Finch, raw with guilt over his partner’s traumatic shooting during a routine traffic stop, hopes the case will at least focus his mind. But then he discovers that the crime scene is the house he grew up in, and the ghosts of his own tragic childhood come rushing back to confront him.

For Anna, keeping her deepest scars hidden from the world has always been a necessity - from the bruises of her childhood to the mistake that nearly cost her everything. To keep herself safe, she must keep everyone around her at a distance - especially the man who has tempted her since the moment they met.

Nine years ago, he broke my heart and never returned. I vowed to forget him...if only I could. When I was a child, I fell in love with a Dakkari boy. The prince of our clan. Rukkar, we called him. For he was destined to become the greatest horde king of our time. He was Kiran of Rath Okkili. My friend. My strong, unyielding protector. His mischievous smile and golden eyes made my heart flutter and my soul sing. And just when I began to believe he returned my love...he shattered me so completely and never once looked back to see how I’d survived.

She holds the power to enchant him, but he only wants to debunk it. When a lass's college sweetheart calls her insane and promptly dumps her, she has a right to expect never to see him again. But Luke Turner has returned - by crashing my cousin's wedding reception, no less. Has he come to win me back? No. The scunner wants to "study" me so he can determine how to disabuse me of my Wiccan beliefs. Maybe Luke is the only man who ever made me wish I were "normal", but I don't feel that way anymore.

Thalia Santiago is the daughter of my enemy. A beautiful rebel with a single cause. Impulsive. Fearless. And ripe for her father's undoing. I recognized her the moment she stepped into my casino. I watched her start the fires that burned her pretty fingers, and then I poured gasoline on the flames. Now she's in my debt, and her dues are a shiny gold ring and a vow of deception. I'll bend her. I'll break her. I'll turn our mockery of a marriage into a battlefield. And that river of bad blood that flows between our two families? I'll make it an ocean of hate.

My life as I know it will never be the same. I must overcome more obstacles than I care to imagine and learn to deal with the blood staining my soul. Trusting in those who offer me the world will prove difficult as I try to keep everyone safe. Luna is my rock and pillar of strength, even if she wants to force me to see the bigger picture.

The quintessential question asked to every couple. And the answer is usually some bubbly, lovey dovey tale of being struck in the bum by Cupid’s arrow. My meet cute (well, not so meet cute) is slightly different. I was trolling a wealthy neighborhood in Beverly Hills, searching for someone to take me as their bride, you know, to make my arch nemesis jealous who consequently just fired me.

The first time he kissed me, we kept it a secret. Tanner and I have been at each other’s throats ever since. The second time he kissed me, I told myself not to fall. I should have known something burned beneath the surface, and I couldn’t resist him. The third time led to something more, and now one positive test later, neither one of us can walk away.

John Garrison is a master of disguise. He’s as skilled at slipping into cover identities as he is at evading personal attachments. So when a sexy, brainy crime analyst challenges his life as a spy, the urge to run is as strong as his hunger for a sinful taste. Nadia Powell is a geek at heart. Solving the latest cybercrime and binge-watching her favorite series are satisfying ways to win at life. But when a bossy CIA officer barges into her comfy existence, the urge to push him away becomes an ache to reel him in for more than just a kiss.

Someone should have warned me about falling in love with my best friend. Carolina: Little did I know when Rex came to my locker attempting to bribe me that he’d turn into my everything. We’d become best friends. I’d steal his heart. He’d steal mine. Nothing has changed in the years of our friendship. Not our connection, not our feelings, or that we still hold each other’s hearts. But his heart isn’t the only thing I’ve kept. The secret I’m hiding could shatter the only man I’ve ever loved.

About last night.... I could blame the bourbon. I could say I let things get out of hand, that I should have never called you, but I'm done lying to myself - to you. I know what you're going to say. You're not very good at keeping your opinions to yourself, but this can't happen. It's inappropriate, at best. I'm your boss. Not to mention, you're clearly still hung up on him. I'm not a consolation prize.