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War is hell. It cost Gary Cross his military career, his love, and left him with a roadmap of scars that serve as a constant reminder of everything he lost. Out of that tortured past came something extraordinary—CrossBow Protection, one of the premiere bodyguard services in the US. Michael Kennedy has been Gary Cross’s personal assistant for nearly a year. He’s come to understand why none of his predecessors lasted more than a few months. Gary Cross is snarly, prickly, and snappy, and those are his good points. But Michael is not like the others—as Gary is about to find out.

What happens when drunken idiots, aka your friends, use a silly drinking game to sideswipe you and your BFF with the truth bomb that you're actually in love with each other? Truman: You impulsively kiss the best friend you've been in love with for ages . . . then wake up with a hangover—and regrets. Lyle: You freak out because you're not gay or bi, before realizing the kiss wasn't *actually* bad. Then you begin to wonder . . . should we do it again?

At forty-seven years old, I’m finally free to live my authentic life as a gay man. I’m in recovery from my addiction, and it’s time for a clean start. The question is where Benoni, my personal trainer, fits in? He’s hot and perfectly bossy, but also twenty years my junior…and my son’s best friend. As needy as I am, Benoni loves it, and we somehow fit. But when our dynamic changes and Benoni wants to be my Daddy, everything I’ve ever believed about myself is shaken. With the age gap between us, how can we ever make this work?

At fifty-one, Frank has all but given up hope to find love again…until he meets Leif. The internet-famous star is everything Frank could possibly want in a man: he’s sweet, sexy, and feisty. The problem? He’s literally half as old as Frank. Frank is determined to stay away from Leif. Even if his age isn't an issue, his HIV status is.

When a secret society offers me an invitation to stay in their isolated forest retreat, I can't possibly refuse. Not if I want to find out what my mother was hiding before she died. But it's not just any forest. The noises in the woods at night aren't animals—they're monsters. They watch me from the trees, slither through the lake, and creep in the shadows outside my window. By day, the society hides their secrets from me. By night, I disappear into the world of monsters and discover secrets of my own. Secrets about being meant for their world, the Void.

The last in a proud line of witches, he’s come to test his small magic in the big city. Stealing enchanted artifacts pays the rent, but the competition is fierce. And handsome. And great at magic too.

There is no more hiding. Titos has accepted being king of his small territory but now he's being pushed to take on even more enlarging the target on his back. His keepers are doing everything they can to keep him safe but Titos is a walking danger zone. Titos will fight for his home and his new found family. His mates mean everything to him and he refuses to give up, even if it means wearing a crown that he never wanted.

Sol Davenport hasn’t seen Butch since high school, and his handsome face brings back memories of a Sol he’d rather forget—a Sol he left behind. Maybe Butch is avoiding him because he shares those same memories. Which is a pity, because Butch is even hotter now than he was back when Sol was firmly wedged in his closet. But a lot of things have happened since then, like the heartache he yearns to forget. A heartache he will keep far from his door.

Titos has never been powerful, but as he continues to gain more keepers, his power grows. It's almost too much. He finds out more of what it means to be a soul eater and why his kind has been practically wiped out. He has to stand tall, be a king, and defend his home.

Omega Yitro has given up hope he’ll ever find a mate. At thirty-eight, his peak fertile years are behind him, and now that he’s pregnant as a surrogate for the pack alpha and his mate, no one will want him. He’s okay with that. He’s fulfilling his dream of becoming a dad and has all he needs, including friends, like his roommate, Duer, whom he has grown close to. When Fallon, a new dragon omega, moves into their cabin, he fits right in. Three men, all with considerable baggage, connect in ways they never expect. They spend a lot of time together, forging a closer bond every day.

Titos has been fighting since the moment he was born he wants the happiness that everyone promises. He wants the days where he wakes up and there isn't a new tragedy to fix. He wants it for his territory, friends, and his MATES. Is peace the stuff of dreams? As Titos is forced to take care of the remaining threat, or he and his men will never be free. The last thing Titos needs is a full-on war, the risk of losing one of his keepers is too great. But he may have no say in the matter.

When Kel Taylor’s life changes irrevocably, he finds himself alone in the world. He might have rebelled a little against his parents, but that didn’t mean he was ready to lose them. Unable to cope with his grief and feelings of guilt, he turns to booze, but before he hits rock bottom, someone dives into the murky waters to save him.

Dragon omega Fallon is recovering from the abuse he endured in his previous clan, and he's grateful for the friendship he's building with his roommates, beta Duer and pregnant omega Yitro. When Duer announces he thinks they're fated mates, Fallon is furious. He doesn't want fated mates. He wants to be able to make his own choices.

Marsh will work to unravel two supernatural mysteries as only a redneck wizard can: poorly, and with much cursing. In Bringing Home the Rain he has to piece together just why it hasn’t rained in months within the bounds of a perfect circle just south of town. And in Dancing With Your Demons he’s on the trail of a missing woman whose now infamous son once burned down a church.

What happens when I return early from a work trip to find my son throwing yet another party? Annoyance. Exasperation. Temptation . . . I'm tired, yearning for my bed, but I hadn't counted on the games my son and his friends play—or the one person who'd be waiting in my closet after everyone else is gone. The guy who's been haunting my fantasies lately. He's too beautiful. Too young. Too off-limits, being one of my son's best friends. And . . . on his knees for me. Oh god.