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I'm young, carefree, and my job as the assistant to Holt, manager and owner of the Goliaths of Wrestling, means I'm surrounded by half-naked beefcake wrestlers all day. Of course, I'm going to be interested in… getting to know them all better. It would be, like, illegal for me not to lust after them all, right? There's just one hurdle I have to get over first before I can… get to know the wrestlers in the way I want. And that hurdle makes me really, really freaking nervous.

Chief Inspector Hayashi Teruo is short-tempered, impatient and a perfectionist. When another one of his partners resigns, Teruo is assigned a new one transferred from Hiroshima. But this comes with a condition: if his partner bails on Teruo before the end of the month, he risks demotion.

Saff, a determined new doctor in the first year of her internship, had clawed her way out of a tumultuous past, only to be dragged back into it when the zombie outbreak hits. Forced to join her estranged father and his band of raiders, she's confronted with the harsh reality that desperation can make monsters out of anyone—even her.

The Oracle foretold that Princess Valda Aither of the Sky Kingdom would discover her mate on her twenty-fifth birthday. They would lock eyes and find each other, as has happened since the dawn of time. Valda desperately wanted to believe the Oracle, but her hopes of finding her soulmate were shattered when she inexplicably lost her vision during her birthday celebration. Needing time to heal and adapt to her new reality, she was assigned an assistant, a young woman named Maris Era, who set her body and mind ablaze.

Using a dating app to find someone willing to sell their tools for cheap might be unconventional, but it wasn't like I was having any luck finding my person on them. I'm about to give up on my search for love and tools when Hayden messages me. Not only is my stolen tool problem solved, but it turns out he's a great guy, and we quickly become friends. But the more time we spend together, the more I notice something between us. Something that doesn't just feel like friendship. Something that makes me want more. Makes me want him.

Her hit band Twice Struck topped the country music charts for almost a decade until her high-profile marriage to her bandmate and co-writer publicly exploded. Now she's fading from the spotlight and her own life, just trying to keep her head above water. Brynn Marshall is a little lost. Dropping out of med school made her the black sheep of the family and now she's floating around LA trying to find a sense of purpose. When she falls down on her luck, her best friend—indie musician Noah Lyman—refuses to let her wallow. After all, he's just got his big break: co-writing with a megastar!

I wasn't supposed to be here. I was supposed to be marrying my fiancé, looking forward to a tropical honeymoon. Instead, I found myself on a ferry headed for historic Balfour Manor on Blackridge Island, in the Pacific Northwest. Now I'm stranded, with a woman I'm irresistibly drawn to. Rayne holds secrets as dark and mysterious as her old house. Crimson shadows stalk the halls and strange voices call out in the night—but it's she who haunts me most.

Trapped in the light court's prison, Doyle will never know the meaning of love. When luck summons him to the human realm to "take care of" Parker, he grasps at the possibility to finally escape. This isn't the first attempt on Parker's life, but it's the most creative. His ex tried to summon a demon and landed a fae prince instead. Too bad the prince is trapped in a glass cage for eternity.

First there were summers full of smiles, followed by summers full of stress. And then there were summers full of Adachi... For Shimamura, this year's vacation is a reminder of all the pivotal summer moments from her past!

Iona's magic thrives in ways that defy explanation. The threads of fate pull Iona to Lysander College, an illustrious school for aristocratic witches of great renown. Though Iona is only a novice witch with no ancestral claim to old magic, her anomalous power garners the unwanted attention of imperious witches in her class.

I’ve reaped souls for three hundred years without a single mistake. Until Elliot Coyne. I’m supposed to ferry him into the afterlife, not bring him back to life and turn him immortal. Now HR is threatening me, the world is acting like it might explode, and my reaper brothers are stress-snacking like it’s Armageddon. Even worse? My soul insists Elliot is my beloved. Reapers aren’t supposed to have those. Are they? Regardless, it’s wildly inconvenient.

I live my life by two simple rules: I do what I want, and fuck anyone who gets in my way. I also never back down from a challenge, and Shane is the ultimate challenge. I mess with him because it's fun, and because fighting with him is one of the few times I feel anything at all. He's the only person who's ever stirred any real interest in me, and after three years as rivals, it's obvious that he's not as straight as he thinks he is. He wants me, he just doesn't want to want me.

Sweet, sassy, and submissive Josiah wants to find a Sir. When he meets the older, sexy Brody, they hit it off instantly. Josiah is convinced he’s found the real thing...until Brody ghosts him. When Brody shows up again a few weeks later, begging for forgiveness and a chance to explain, the heartbroken Josiah isn’t sure if he should give Brody another chance. Can Brody prove to Josiah that he doesn’t need a Sir but a Daddy…and that Brody wants to be that man?

I’ve been keeping secrets from my boss. I have to. Because how the hell do you tell a straight man that you’ve been in love with him for years? If he found out, everything would collapse, and I’ve worked so hard to hold my life together, all these pieces that I don’t deserve: a home, a position, trust. But it’s only getting harder because he keeps watching me, keeps touching me—and I can’t handle it. I try to tell myself that it’s in my head, but it’s not. Something’s changed between us, and I don’t understand.

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As Alex's career continues to flourish as a US soccer star, Catharine struggles to keep her world from falling apart. Dealing with the repercussions of a high-profile divorce, while Carlton's campaign marches toward the primary election, her only solace remains in her blossoming relationship with Alex. But as the stakes get higher, and the pressures of publicity increase, it isn't only their love that is put to the test.

"Desperate men have no morals . . ." Léon Lyon: beautiful, beloved, broken. As premier executioner of Reims, he's desired and feared in equal measure, a celebrity of the most dangerous kind, a symbol of justice and good citizenship in the explosive era of the French Revolution. But Léon has a...

I used to be a cop, and now I kill people for fun. Yeah, yeah I know. Never admit to your crimes. But you don't know who I am. To you, I'm just words in a blurb. Besides, I don't plan on living that long anyway. The system has failed us. There is no justice. So, before I go, I'll be the justice. You know. AKAB. All Killers Are Bastards, or however the fuck the saying goes.

When professional soccer player Alex Grey goes on a vacation to the local South Carolina islands, she isn't anticipating any life-changing events. Just a relaxing weekend to prepare for the upcoming season. But that quickly changes when she finds herself the lone witness to a sailing accident and makes the decision to risk her own life to save a drowning woman—unwittingly coming to the rescue of a US senator's wife, Catharine Cleveland.

I did something stupid. Something needlessly, hopelessly stupid, and now my past is catching up with me. I knew when I saw that cash, I should have left it alone, but I needed it. And doesn’t the world owe me a little bit of luck? A little reprieve from the constant BS? Sorry. I can’t help but to rant about my situation because the truth is that I am royally screwed. You see, I stole money from the mob. One stupid decision made in the heat of the moment, and now I’m running for my life.