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Grayson and Hazel arent just rivals. They were destined to hate each other since the day they were born.Grayson Daly couldnt wait to break free of high school and prove his worth to his overly critical father, plus show his arch-rival Hazel how little he needed her. Ten years later, hes well...

I have an excruciating crush on this man who comes into the coffee shop. Every day. He's older, gorgeous, perfectly dressed. He has a Russian accent and silver eyes. On my last shift, I stop him as he's walking out. Just to say I don't know. I love you, marry me, and let me have your babies? Thanks for the generous tips, have a nice life?

He's powerful, gorgeous, twice my age… and obsessed with me? I might be an innocent runaway, but I’m at my friend’s funeral to avenge her murder by the mafia boss: King. He has other ideas. I should have guessed he’d retaliate with kidnap. Now I'm under his control, still intent on his demise, and honestly so turned on I could cry. When he offers me pleasure, I can't refuse.

At the altar, I silently plead for someone to save me from a marriage I don’t want. And just my luck—nothing happens. Then, when the priest asks if anyone objects to this marriage, the church doors are thrown open, a tall, older man with ice-blue eyes and air of casual wealth and power, stalks in, and says, “I'm taking this.” He carries me out of the church over his shoulder. Kingpin Zane Bethnal might have saved me, but it turns out, I’m in his debt.

All I want for Christmas is…the man I can’t have. Gianna Mr. Koch is my design company’s most important client, so I’ve been daydreaming about the handsome supernatural for months, held back by my boss’ rules. But now his contract with us is finished, and I want to make my move–only...

Hilarious and colorful episodes in the lives of families, many depicted from a kid's-eye-view, are the theme for this compilation. Being part of a family is often trying, and stranger than any fiction, but never dull and always worth it in the end. Join these very different families as they face the shrinking of parents, the pre-emptive guilt of First Confession, the secret worlds of children, and more!

I'm the coach's daughter, watching from the shadows as my father's best friend and star player wins the World Series for his team. Trick Lowry is almost twice my age and a bonafide celebrity, and I love him with my entire heart. It's the kind of secret, off-limits crush that feeds wild fantasies and reckless ideas—like sneaking into his hotel room while he's celebrating, just to have a little slice of him to myself. I innocently surround myself with his smell, thinking he doesn't have to know.

I've been running toward burning buildings for a decade. Then my best friend's widow smiled at me for the first time in two years, and I knew right then I was in trouble.After Caleb died, I made a promise—I’d take care of his wife. Keep an eye on her. Check in on her. Make sure she kept on...

For three years, I’ve been daydreaming excuses to get my gorgeous, older, mysterious neighbor into my apartment. I was thinking of a burst pipe, small cooking fire, dress that I can't zip up, or a massive sign that said “I adore you, please take my V-card”. I didn’t think he’d invite himself in to save me. Mafia thugs came looking for my parents, and money. Hours later, I’m cowering in my wardrobe, still shaking, covered in bruises and dried unthinkable liquids, when soft footsteps echo through my apartment.

I’ve been a single dad for five years. Then the wrong woman rented the guest cabin behind my house, and I knew right then she was going to ruin everything. When Baylor's mother walked out, I made a promise—I'd be enough. Just the two of us. No one to disappoint her. No one else to leave. Then Emelia Greene rolled into Echo Lake in a Mercedes and a power suit to convince the townspeople to change what makes our small town great. She’s everything this place isn't.

He's her boyfriend's dad... and her first kiss. Ray Hudson knows the innocent angel who has just stepped onto his sailboat is too good for his son —and for himself, for that matter. But when Jenna Lowe asks him for a lift to the Bahamas, he can’t say no. Then a storm blows them off course, and she fears for her life… So, suddenly she’s in front of the retired Navy SEAL, clinging to him and demanding a kiss. Her first kiss, she tells him. He can’t say no to his innocent angel. But once he has a taste, he has to admit, he’s never letting her go.

It was supposed to be one night. No last names. No consequences. Just one hot escape from my life. Nash Nightingale was devastating, intense, and made me forget I’d just caught my boyfriend cheating on me. I lied about everything to escape my misery. And when morning came and Nash found out… he threw me out. I never expected to see him again…Until Nash walked into my workplace and shattered me with a single proposition. He’s a billionaire developer who can have any woman he wants. He's calculating. Bossy.

Traveling to the ancestral Matlock estate with her husband, Beatrice, Duchess of Kesgrave, is finally able to confront her greatest foe: the pinery. Forced to endure an endless parade of pineapple-inflected dishes early in her marriage, she has devised a scheme to sabotage the despised fruit, which she can now carry out at long last. Good gracious, no. Bea does not really mean the plants any harm, and approaching the building on a summer morning, she is struck by how lovely it is, with its elegant portico and high arching windows.

He’s filthy rich. Dangerous. Hot. I’m untouched and pure. And I’ve been sent to kill him. I creep into his bedroom late at night, knife in hand. The moonlight reveals the beauty of the mafia kingpin’s face, and I hesitate. Mistake. Now he’s captured me, and I’m at his mercy. He says he’ll let me go if I beg him to take me…I can’t. Partly from pride, but also… I don’t want to leave. I want to be his. Captive Desires is a sweet and steamy age gap instalove romance featuring a naughty heroine who falls for the one man forbidden to her: a possessive Scottish billionaire.

I'm the maid of honor. He's the father of the bride. Thanks to a snowstorm on the East Coast, I'm the only member of my best friend's wedding party to actually arrive in Vegas as planned. But she has a plan...her father will pick me up at the airport, and we'll take care of any last-minute wedding details together. Not in the plan is the unexpected sizzling chemistry with an older, off-limits man and being talked into sharing his suite.

Bedeviled by Colson Hardwicke’s treatment—summarily dumping her via tersely worded message!—Verity Lark is lying awake in her bed seething over his behavior when she hears a floorboard creak. Immediately alert to the presence of a late-night intruder, she deftly thwarts the attack. Taking her would-be kidnapper captive is easy. Figuring out what he wants with her—well, that part is tricky and she wonders if it could have something to do with one of her many alter egos.

Stormy Morgan is flying high. She’s engaged. She’s used to her new routine. She’s even learning about being a witch. All of that changes when a local podcaster’s house goes up in flames and a body is found inside. Carl Winslow was not a nice man. He spent his time stalking local family vloggers so he could cast aspersions on their life choices. One family in particular draws his ire, and he fights with them the night of the fire. Are they to blame for the podcaster’s death, though?

Lucas Maynard is cadre in service to House Trelane. He has one mission—locate an ancient book or find the curator who hid it. His secret task could bring two distant races together or propel vampire society into a civil war. Ginger Morrison is a human living among vampires. Though humans in a vampire House are common, there are days when she feels like an outsider, made terrifyingly real when House Trelane was threatened with sanctions that could have put her back on the streets. Her fears dissipate when Lucas asks her to join him on his mission.

Walking toward the nearest town, I see bonfires and hear humans singing. I wonder momentarily if I’ve time traveled into the past. Thankfully my hood covers my face, which is the tell-tale sign I’m not human. But I’ll have to find someone to help me to contact the Alliance Force. They don’t even know I’m on Earth. My mission was so secret that no one but the High Council knew.

I locked myself in the bathroom when my date pulled out a knife. Then a tall dark rescuer crashed through the door and kidnapped me. I know it's risky, posting my darkest fantasies anonymously online. Especially when they start going viral. But how was I to know the first guy I've ever dated would turn out to be an obsessed stalker-fan? Although I write about wanting a man to force himself upon me, this reality isn't nearly as appealing. It's locked bathroom, panic texting, terrified-for-my-life.