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Though Raptor and Sage (Cookie) got their HFN, you all knew there had to be more. The conclusion to their story is here! Sage and I finally got out happily ever after—or happily for now. Because there are things left unresolved. A killer is still on the loose and we both have demons lurking. Secrets and insecurities that are closing in whether we like it or not. Now, someone is toying with us and threatening to break up our newfound happiness. Not happening. I will pull out all the stops, because I meant what I said…. No one messes with what’s mine without me getting revenge.

Dance is in my blood. It’s what keeps me sane, out of trouble. It used to keep them out of trouble, too - a group of boys I grew up with. Xeno, York, Zayn, and Dax. We were a crew once. and we ruled the clubs. Separately we were insanely good; together we were unbeatable. F--king on fire. I was their girl, and they were my breakers. Until they did something they promised they never would: broke my heart.

When a music audition at the world-renowned LaGuardia Arts High School brings together two thirteen-year-olds, unassuming Aurelia Ramirez Preston and confident Chadwick David, the serendipitous encounter becomes an unbreakable friendship. A friendship develops into an unyielding love—a love spanning decades and continents. With New York City as their playground, best friends Chad and Aurelia navigate the turbulence of adolescence. They blossom, and so does their love. An awkward first date turns into a night of intoxicating kisses and together, they lose their innocence.

Agenor, Lord Protector of the Fae Isles and right hand of the Mother herself, doesn’t expect anything to still surprise him after twelve centuries of life. Finding a taunting note from an anonymous thief in his wardrobe is enough to rouse his curiosity, though. Enough to do the unthinkable—write back. Then he finds out he’s been exchanging letters with a humble human. Worse, a human challenging him to his face.

Shame. Prejudice. Fear. All woven into the very fabric of my being. I'm swathed in them like the most suffocating cloak. Beneath this toxic mantle, I wear my desires close to my heart. Where it's dark. Where they're safe. Until I meet Darcy, a dancer at Alchemy and the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. The only problem? Her boyfriend, Max. She makes me feel alive, but he arouses emotions I've taken great care my entire life to condemn and deny and bury. Emotions I've always been taught are sinful and wrong.

Adam Wright may be a self-made billionaire, but he's also a beast. Most children grow up hating a storybook villain. Based on the injuries that man inflicted on my brother, I grew up hating a real one. When he sort of kidnaps me and drags me back to his fairytale mansion, it feels like yet another cliché antihero stunt. Here's the thing, though. Most villains don't weep real tears when they see you having a diabetic episode. They don't abandon their billion-pound empire so they can roll up their sleeves and pull your company back from the brink of bankruptcy.

I’m a dead man walking. I promised him I wouldn’t go near her, promised him that I would treat his sister like she was my little sister. But that was a lie. Because Darcey Sawyer was not my sister. She was my forbidden fruit. Forbidden fruit that I have waited four years to touch, four years to have one little taste. I was Conor ‘King’ Royce, and this King needed his Queen.

I caught the attention of a monster. I didn’t ask for it. Didn’t even see it coming. But the moment I do, it’s too late. Killian Carson is a predator wrapped in sophisticated charm. He’s cold-blooded, manipulative, and savage. The worst part is that no one sees his devil side. I do. And that will cost me everything. I run, but the thing about monsters? They always chase.

What happened to my life? One minute I’m just a single dad and fire chief. The next, I’m Mr. January. That’s right, Georgia from Georgia’s been hired to organize the annual fundraiser. The former pageant queen’s not satisfied with a chili dinner. No. She came up with the crazy idea of a firefighter calendar. With puppies and kittens. The department’s gone crazy over the idea. And her.

Paris 1912 is only the beginning. Relentless time traveler Jennifer Cloud wants a little one-on-one time with her man and possibly, if it’s not asking too much, a proposal. But when a mysterious brigand sabotages her fellow time travelers and disrupts her love life, Jen must embark on a very dangerous vacation. As Jen searches for the brigand, she discovers a valuable gem has been stashed amongst the trunks of a wealthy socialite destined to board the Titanic. The problem is the socialite’s name is on the list of lost souls from that horrible night, April 14, 1912.

When you've been told your whole life that something is sinful, you have two options. Avoid it like the plague, like it has the power to destroy all that is good and pure. Or become as fixated upon it as Eve was upon that apple. I'm sick of the push-pull of terror and temptation. It's tearing me apart. I just want a bite of the apple. More than a bite. I want to devour it. Have its juices spill from my lips. And by apple, I, of course, mean sex.

I cultivated my shamelessness. I wore it as a badge of honor at my convent school, and I've been turning it into an art form at Alchemy, the club whose social media I manage. My boss, though? He's the most proper person I've ever met. No one would peg him as the finance director of a sex club. (I mean, no one's pegging him at all, which is probably his problem. #justsayin) I get it. He's a widower, single-parenting two little girls while holding down a massive job. He needs an outlet, something just for him.

I want to run a sex empire and be taken seriously in the old boys' club that is the business world. I want to be the poster child, not the plaything. So, I stay polished. Tasteful. Beyond reproach. Until Anton Wolff joins Alchemy. He's the UK's most charismatic billionaire, and he's looking for a club that's as discreet as it is debauched. As classy as it is carnal. I think I've seen it all—until he shares what he desires from his Alchemy experience. And what he desires, above all else, is me. I think I'm afraid of the Big, Bad Wolff.

He was the most handsome man I’d ever met…A Special Forces soldier deployed in Afghanistan. I fell for him almost immediately. He sacrificed so much so that we could be together…But secrets tore us apart. Now I’ve got a new job: Destroying the people he works for. He was the one who got away…And now I might have to kill him.

What happened to my life? One minute I’m just a single dad and fire chief. The next, I’m Mr. January. That’s right, Georgia from Georgia’s been hired to organize the annual fundraiser. The former pageant queen’s not satisfied with a chili dinner. No. She came up with the crazy idea of a firefighter calendar. With puppies and kittens. The department’s gone crazy over the idea. And her.

Renee Rose and Vanessa Vale are back with more steamy shifter cowboys! Be sure to listen to the Wolf Ranch series, then swing by Two Marks, Wyoming, because you know it’s going to be hot. Possessive. Wild. Times two. Everything you want in romance … and more.

I’m Mikko Heikkinen, winger for the Austin Amurs. Fighting is my penalty. I’m not a violent guy, but I won’t let someone push me around. Hockey is not only my job, it’s my first love. Nothing will come between us. Until Sutton....

All her life, Molly Dark has been haunted by the restless dead—and now she’s finally able to do something about it. When the rich and monstrous take what they want, Miss Dark and her crew steal it back. At least, that’s the idea. In reality? In reality, the irritable inventor walks out, saying she doesn’t believe in ghosts and has important scientific research to conduct. The charming ex-vampire prince is only waiting for the perfect opportunity to stab Molly in the back.

I love my boss. I love a man some call a monster. I love a man more accustomed to cruelty than kindness. But we both have our duties.

When I embarked on my rebound rodeo cruise, the last place I expected to end up was on hot-bod monster island. Not that I’m complaining. The views are fantastic, and the impressive amenities offered by my hosts have made it easy to come back for more. 10/10 would recommend. I’m starting to think there’s some truth to this whole mate-bond thing—if the murderous rage I feel whenever anyone threatens what’s mine is any indication.