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By-the-book Marianne McBride wants to prove she's more than a computer geek in a pair of horn-rimmed glasses. But how did she end up hiding in a cake, waiting to sing "Happy Birthday" to Nick Wright, a sexy and arrogant serial-dater? Not exactly part of her plan. Especially when she finds herself kissing the birthday boy, and then running like hell....

Andi Callahan prefers the quiet company of the dead. As a morgue tech in a sleepy coastal town outside Boston, she lives for silence, predictability, and zero small talk. Living people? Too loud. Too messy. Too nosy. The dead don’t interrupt her, meddle in her life, or flirt with her. Cole Hartley does. He’s everything Andi avoids—charming, persistent, and entirely too good-looking. The town’s beloved firefighter-paramedic has a hero complex the size of Massachusetts and a dangerous talent for cracking Andi’s ice-cold composure.

My assignment is simple. I'm the fake date of billionaire Alexander Maddox for the weekend. My job: to attend a Hamptons wedding with him and convince all the heiresses and socialites competing for his attention—including his ex, who happens to be the wedding planner—that he's very much taken. Alexander Maddox is the oldest of the four Maddox brothers, Manhattan's most eligible bachelors. He's also the CEO of his family's legacy investment empire, loaded beyond belief, and, according to rumors, sexy as sin. But this is strictly a business arrangement.

I thought I was over her, right until she walked back into my life. My head knows she and I will end in disaster, yet my heart can't deny her. Maybe I can convince Emilia to make me her dirty little secret...

They rescued me. They held me together. They healed me. And yet they were my corruption. Drowning in trauma I'm dragged back from hell, with only the three Regents standing between me and the darkness. But as I heal in their arms, a new threat arises. One that whispers of war inside the Trivium.

What was supposed to be a short trip to Jamaica becomes a years-long nightmare as Cassidy Hewitt and her son fall into the grip of an infamous drug kingpin. Desperate for rescue, Cassidy risks everything to send secret letters to the FBI, hoping someone, anyone, will answer her call. When secret operative Leo “Gramps” Zanardi sees Cassidy’s letters, he knows this isn’t just another covert mission. The two had electric chemistry back in high school, and Leo finds himself eager for a reunion - even if the circumstances aren’t exactly ideal.

When Mark “Smoke” Chamberlin ventures into the Nigerian jungle with his team of government assassins, his mission is clear: get in, kill the target, and make it out alive. With his extensive military experience, Smoke has no problem heading into dangerous territory. When it comes to love, though, he’s always been a little wary. But then he meets the beautiful, intrepid Molly Smith.

Former military man turned government assassin Kellan “Eagle” Trowbridge isn’t looking for love. He’d rather keep his head down at his cover job as an employee of Silverstone Towing. That all changes, however, when he meets Taylor Cardin. Beautiful, smart, and witty Taylor instantly falls for the mysterious tow truck driver, who comforts her both in the aftermath of the car crash she sees firsthand and when the police dismiss her as a credible witness because of her prosopagnosia, or face blindness.

Former military operative Carson “Bull” Rhodes hasn’t dated seriously since he and his teammates left the army. Since then he’s opened Silverstone Towing - which is a front for his other job: hired killer. When kindergarten teacher Skylar Reid calls for help while stranded on the side of the interstate, the attraction is instant. The problem is Bull’s career has jaded him. Skylar’s innocent, and he wants to keep her that way.

Andi Callahan prefers the quiet company of the dead. As a morgue tech in a sleepy coastal town outside Boston, she lives for silence, predictability, and zero small talk. Living people? Too loud. Too messy. Too nosy. The dead don’t interrupt her, meddle in her life, or flirt with her. Cole Hartley does.

Rule #1 at the new job: don't touch the boss's daughter. Or in this case, me—his granddaughter. With his dark eyes, tattooed arms, and shoulders for days, Michael Scarrone shouldn't be looking at me at all. And I definitely shouldn't be looking back. The sad truth was, we couldn't be more wrong for each other. Him, a mechanic just out on parole. Me, an innocent student with her whole future ahead of her.

I made a terrible mistake. I gave my heart to my worst enemy in order to survive. Relinquishing my heart allows me access to my pent-up magic. But it has a side effect. Now, as I swim through the sea kingdom, I find myself randomly consumed by dark thoughts. Sometimes when I stare at the men competing in the tournament for my hand, I get a random itch—the urge to reach out and snap their necks. To hear that brittle crack of bone and watch their eyes fade to gray. It doesn't matter how sweet, funny, or handsome they are. The desire to hurt them is nearly overwhelming.

I was sheltered and raised in a Catholic household. I was taught to dress a certain way. Behave a certain way. Never having any free will of my own. But all my Catholic beliefs went out the window when I met him. I was only sixteen at the time. Deimos…his name sounded so good coming out of my mouth. Rumors were spread that Demios was just a myth that parents told their daughters to scare them into being obedient or else they would meet Deimos, the GOD of Terror and Dread.

This was supposed to be the most opportunistic year of my life. In some ways, it was. It started off with a bang: a full scholarship to my dream school, the beginning of a sisterhood, and things in my life were finally looking up. It was everything I hoped for. Until it wasn't. Intrusive thoughts run through my head on repeat. I don't know what I did to deserve this, or if I'll even make it out alive. Until he makes the mistake of joining me in this loop of torture, will we be able to escape this hell unscathed? Or do we meet our end together in this madness?

They pushed me to the edge, and now they think I'm dead because of the things they did. I thought I was getting a new beginning. A promise of a new identity. A new college to finally start my life states away from the people who were set on destroying me. What do I do when they show up two years later? And how do I escape when they are determined to make me pay for the pain my disappearance caused them? We never wanted her to die.

Marriage arrangements were nothing new in our world. Mine was sealed before I even took my first breath—an unbreakable pact forged to ensure peace between two powerful families. I, Penelope DiMauro, was to be wed to the ruthless heir to the Omertà criminal empire, Enzo Marchetti, on Christmas Day. We uttered our vows “Till death do us part…” and just like that, I became his. His wife. His possession.

We didn’t inherit this city—we took it. Power like this doesn’t come without blood, secrets, and enemies. The FBI is circling, the walls are closing in, and this is the worst possible time to lose focus. Especially for her. Madison Roark wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a one-night escape—just a beautiful distraction I’d forget the next morning. But I keep seeing her–everywhere.

By day, she’s the bubbly, pink-clad media journalist who writes sensational stories about a vigilante serial killer. By night, she becomes the Baby Doll Killer, an avenger with a flair for punishing the worst of humanity—men who prey on children. But her most formidable challenge isn’t a criminal; it’s her insufferably charming work rival.

Morgan Steele came to the snowy Berkshires with her two best friends for a stay at the Namaste Center, a luxury wellness retreat for elite women, to get away from her cheating ex, Noah Barron. But one week later, her friends are dead, and she's on the run from a gang of patriarchal killers called Sanctum Victus. Because the Namaste Center was no wellness retreat . . .

I'm a single mom trying to keep my head above water. He's the one night stand I was never supposed to see again. As a divorced parent of two teenagers and the manager of a bed and breakfast about to undergo a major renovation, I don't have time for a relationship. But when a charming, younger guy approaches me during a night out, I give in to the desire to relieve some stress and invite him home. After he agrees to this being a one time thing, he makes me see stars, and then I send him packing. The end. Until he walks into my B&B as the project manager for the renovation.