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They don't call me Belinda Boring for nothing. It's my name, after all. And for a 23-year-old with plain brown hair who still lives at home and gets tongue tied over nothing, it's a fitting one. I'm not even one of those quiet girls with a hidden talent, unless making a mean order of nachos at the NHL arena I work at counts. My life consists of working, reading, and harboring a secret crush on a hockey player who doesn't know I exist. At least, until we accidentally meet and become unlikely friends.  

I only have one love now - the home furnishings business I'm building into an empire. Maybe money and success can't love me back, but they keep what's left of my heart safe. One-night stands are my way of scratching the occasional itch I get for something more. And no one's better for that than a sexy as sin hockey player I'll never see again after one very hot night together.  

He's known as Father Anton to his teammates - the brooding, sexy captain of the NHL's Chicago Blaze has a reputation for...not having a reputation. Just like his diet and sleep routines, celibacy is part of Anton Petrov's on-ice mojo. Or so they say. Anton stays mum on the subject. If the world thinks he chooses to abstain from sex, so be it. Better that than the truth getting out: There is a woman he burns for, but he can never have her. She's his teammate's wife, after all.

When I agreed to take my brother's new business partner out to dinner, I figured it would be just like any other boring business meeting. Then Jensen Sparks walks in the door and changes everything. There's no denying our attraction—it sizzles from the moment our hands touch, and I know that my rules of never mixing business with pleasure just flew right out the freaking window.

If anyone had told me that coffee would change my life, I would have laughed. Right up until I set eyes on Aspen Whatley at the local coffee shop, anyway. She's everything right in this world. But she's a little spitfire, hellbent on taking on the world by herself. Knowing her brother wants me to keep an eye on her doesn't earn me any points. Until her life is on the line, and she has nowhere to turn. Now, she's looking over her shoulder, and I'm pissed about it. No one threatens what belongs to me. But I've been playing defense my entire life. I'll protect this goddess and make her mine.

It didn't take me long to realize I'd made a mistake trying to regain my lost youth or something like that. I was headed right out the door when I saw her. The woman who will change my life forever. She bowled me over, and I got so caught up in making love to her, I forgot to get her name. When I wake up the next morning, ready to make her mine, I find my little tigress has disappeared.

When your bestie thinks her new boyfriend might be a bookie, you do a little digging. Which is precisely how I ended up in the Falcons' locker room. I didn't expect to find Colter Bayliss naked. Nor did I expect the crazy hockey player to be so bossy. Now, I can't seem to get him out of my hair. He's determined to solve this mystery with me. And the more time I spend with him, the less I want to solve it alone.

A hockey player who loves to read? Unheard of, right? I always let their teasing roll off my back and keep my head in the game, until they send a curvy little firecracker to my door with a special delivery. And by "special delivery" I mean the filthiest books the jerks could find in Silver Spoon Falls. Now, my head is everywhere except in the game . . . and so is my heart. Both are tangled up in the smart-mouthed little goddess who thinks she can fight what's happening between us. Allie Mackenzie is wrong, and I intend to prove it to her. Repeatedly, in fact.

I was free for exactly five days. I found my chance and I ran. Crossed oceans. Changed names. Then Ruslan Dragunov found me. I thought he'd kill me. Instead, he forced a ring onto my finger and a contract onto my soul. He's as unpredictable as hell. His wife. His prisoner. His weapon. And now, we're going back to Vegas. To retrieve Elana. The child I left with my sister—the child he knows is Gavriil Mirochin's.

One night with a Bratva king sealed my fate. Now I'm carrying his baby...and I'm the target of a bloody war. I had my life mapped out—Graduate school. Teach physics. Live quietly. No mafia. No danger. No drama. But everything changed the moment I found a birth certificate I was never meant to see. When I agreed to be a surrogate, I thought I was helping friends. Instead, I stepped into a trap. Now I'm caught between two warring Bratva empires—and chained to the most dangerous man in Vegas.

It all started with a fake baby bump. Then, I really got knocked up. Now, I've been stolen by Russian Special Forces. This wasn't supposed to happen. I had my escape planned. One last time letting him tie me up, strip me down, and own me completely. Then? I was betrayed—by my own damn hormonal body. One second, I was drunk on pleasure. The next? A sharp nip to my overly sensitive nipple made me scream—not in bliss like usual, but in agonizing pain.

Devon Atwood presents Book 4 in the Kiss-Met series.

Wolf shifter and fashion designer Zane Bellamy has a secret: he's "face-blind," unable to recognize people easily no matter how often he's seen them. Victoria Hawthorne has a secret, too, but if she's learned anything from teaching first graders, it's that the best way to keep a secret is to not tell anybody. She and Zane have that in common . . . but absolutely nothing else. Haute couture collides with ordinary life when Vicki wins a dress design by Zane himself. 

Everyone loves Willow Lancaster, and every girl wants to be her. She's the perfect student. Stylish, kind to all, and always flashing that beautiful smile. After spending her junior year studying in Europe, she returns to Lancaster Prep, eager to kick off being a senior with her friends and maybe even start something up with her old crush? But everything has changed. Her supposed best friend is dating her crush, new cliques have formed, and everyone is obsessed with the new guy on campus.

Some go through their entire lives without an arch-nemesis. I had two. The first one was my stepbrother, Manuel. His goal was to beat me into submission, until I was nothing more than a cowering wraith. Luckily, I had a guardian angel who saved me. The second was none other than my angel's brother, Garret Hannigan. In my teens, I'd had a crush on him, and I'd even fantasized about him saving me from Manuel. Until I saw the disgusting and scary things he wrote, and that crush faded fast.

It was one night trapped with a hockey god due to a hurricane. We shared one bed too. I also ignored the little fact that Vaughn has always been my brother's rival on the ice. And when the storm cleared, so did Vaughn. Months later, he shows up in my hospital room in Lake Spark where it only takes one look at me and the man is counting back in his head, or maybe it's my face that explains it all. He's going to be a dad. And I didn't tell him.

Showing up to a small town for an author retreat began with a bad arrival at the inn. Stone Madden, the cocky retired hockey star with a tight jawline, and my opposite? He's actually the man behind a writer I assumed was a recluse. And he's ready to make my day miserable due to our apparent lack of enthusiasm for one another. But it doesn't take long to discover we click with an inflammable instant attraction. The fire I thought I'd lost inside of me begins to return.

Running into your brother's billionaire ex-hockey-playing best friend at a special kind of party should have been a red flag. Pulling one another's names from a bowl at said party was a coincidence. Having a wild night together that we said we'd forget was probably our mistake. Especially when Declan shows up weeks later as the new owner of the hockey team that practices in Lake Spark, and he has an offer for me. Meet him every day in his hotel room for a week to enjoy a little fling while he passes through town.

The Creepypasta Collection, Volume 2 delves into the depths of the absolute best short stories from the darkest corners of the Internet. You won't be able to sleep with the light off after experiencing the misadventures of our heroes and heroines, who encounter everything from the highly suspicious to the incredibly disturbed. With stories that range from the unforgettable "Jeff the Killer" to the fear-inducing "Smiling Dog," this collection is the perfect gift for Creepypasta fans and horror enthusiasts alike.

When I wake up in the hospital after a DUI car crash, my new NHL team owner gives me an ultimatum—get sober or get packed for the minor leagues. So I talk the talk and go to rehab. I plan to breeze through, get sprung in thirty days or less and hit the road with my new team, the Chicago Blaze. All I have to do is charm my attractive, uptight rehab group leader into thinking I've changed—how hard could it be?