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Getting traded to the worst team in the league isn't the end of the world. Except my arch nemesis plays for the Nashville Knights. I had it all with the Black Diamonds. Star player. Friends. Family. Guys to keep the bed warm. With one hit, I got knocked out and the team sent me packing. Straight...

The boundaries of our friendship are tested and lines are crossed. RUSH: I'm in love with my best friend. There wasn't an exact moment when I fell for him. It was something that grew and evolved over time. He loves me back, but it'll never be more than platonic. It can't be because he's straight...

There Miles stood… Relationship over. No car. No place to live. And no hope for his future. And then a gorgeous, avenging angel appears. And not just any angel. The father of his ex-girlfriend. But it can't mean what Miles wants it to mean, right? After all, Emmett is married to an equally gorgeous man: a pediatric cardiac surgeon with abs of steel and a glare that could melt diamonds.

Angels, demons, hellhounds, Nephilim, and a whole host of other non-mortals—my pack of adopted hellhound sons sure knows how to pick a place. And yet somehow, the most interesting one of all is the sad, quiet human who's become friends with the pack. Helping people heal and learn to trust is a specialty of mine, but I don't see Josh as someone to adopt—my hellhound sees him as a mate. The problem? Josh doesn't believe in anything supernatural.

Life's pretty good. I love my job, I feed the crows in my yard, and I have some awesome friends. The cute, bubbly man is far more than he realizes, and he's about to turn everything upside down. There's just one little problem: he doesn't know the supernatural exists… or that he's a supernatural being. I want to help him harness his powers, but there's a catch—if I'm not careful, Sebbie might end up killing me in the process.

Bo: Being in love with your very straight best friend for your whole life? It's exactly as painful as you think. I spent years convincing myself I was fine loving him quietly, from the sidelines. Then he kissed me. Cam swears it's a mistake. If that's true, then why does he keep coming back? I'm...

Mark: Stay focused. Finish my game. Stay out of trouble. Those were the rules. I thought hanging around Derrick was harmless. Now I'm drowning in the fallout and Derrick holds my future in his hands. Then he gives me a way out. Date the hockey captain. Break his heart. Walk away. I didn't commit...

Nico Mackenzie is angry and argumentative— in every way, he is the exact opposite of NHL goaltender Anthony Lawson. Thrown together for a summer of coaching college hockey at South Carolina University, Anthony makes every effort to be friendly; Nico, on the other hand, seems intent on being...

I have rules. Very important rules. No real names, no strings, no seeing each other again. It's always worked out well for me, and it's the only thing that keeps me focused as I try to climb my way into professional hockey after nearly torching my career. I should have been king of the ice in the paraprofessional league, but instead, I let my anger and bitterness get to me. Now I'm forced to claw my way back into relevance, starting with a community team. That would be fine if the one amazing, anonymous night I had with a total stranger didn't end up being the Wolves' new coach.

I've crushed on the wrong person for years, all because he showed me kindness in a time when I greatly needed it. But my coach isn't interested in me, and that's a hard pill to swallow. The man who is interested turns out to be someone I talk to almost every day. He bids on a date with me at a charity auction, and I take him on an adventurous kayaking picnic date on a large, remote lake in a valley surrounded by mountains. As it turns out, I doomed our date from the beginning by not taking note of the weather report.

Most of the guys on Palm Island call me the token straight guy. The truth is, I'm not so much straight as I'm just… nothing. Asexual, demi, the label doesn't make much of a difference to me. And living on an island that's nothing but parties and nudity half the year… well, let's put it this way… I'm the guy who sells clothes.

I've always been the outcast—awkward, invisible, a loser. My pet rat and my computer are my only friends. I've accepted the fact that I'll probably die a lonely virgin—until I pick up the hottest man I've ever met for a ride home. An impulsive invitation, a strange encounter. He's way out of my league. Then he tosses me out, sending me back into the hole I'd crawled out of. I didn't think I'd ever see him again—until I walked into my new job two months later. Turns out, he's my new boss.

It was a meet-cute that should have come with a happy ending. I was hardly at my best when I caught Andy snapping photos of me topless in the name of street photography. I fired angry words at him. In exchange, he gave me his jacket to keep me warm. Thus began our friendship and an unrequited crush on a man who was about to get married.

The first time I met Ford, I knew instantly we were bound to be enemies. I loathe every gorgeous, pretentious inch of the man, even after the I dos. If it's a marriage he wants, then a marriage he'll get . . . starting with our honeymoon. I'll make our marriage such an unbearable hell that he'll ask for an annulment. When my plan backfires and I accidentally sleep with my new husband on our honeymoon, things take a turn I least expected. Now I need a divorce . . . or maybe not?

My printsessa thinks she's taken a regular job for a regular lawyer. She doesn't know the devils that lurk below the surface now that she's in my world. The bratva world. Innocent, sweet, and trusting. All the things I am not. All the things I never knew I wanted.

Walking in on my best friend mid-hookup isn't supposed to turn me on, but it's only sex, right? Finding intimacy is a bit discouraging with a neurological disorder that affects my legs. But Elliot gets it—gets me. He's my ride or die and always supportive. Always protective too. Not because he thinks I'm incapable, but because he cares. When I invite him to my brother's wedding, he becomes the ultimate date. And when we decide to blow off a little steam with each other, I'm trusting it won't ruin our friendship. Except it becomes more than jerking off after late-night study sessions.

Being in love with a client sucks. As Cash Me Outside's band manager, I've been nothing but professional for years. But the lead guitarist tortures me daily just by breathing. Sebastian Rose has no idea how I feel about him, and I intend to keep it that way. I can't break my rules. Seb doesn't do serious, and I won't risk my job for something temporary. It takes a leaked nude, an overzealous stripper, and a group winter vacation to change everything.

I've never let anyone into my life. At least not like her. Not until her. She sees a side of me that isn't the bratva monster everyone else believes. Now that she knows, she's mine. Mine to keep and protect. Mine to please. In return, it's her love I crave. She's my soulmate.

Welcome to Black Diamond Resort and Spa… Where the rich and famous go to disappear. Some to relax, some to get sober. For me… It's my last shot, my final chance at redemption. I'm hotheaded. Reckless. Self-Destructive. I don't want to be here, but not doing so means losing everything I've worked my whole life for. It means losing my band. The only family and the only constant I've ever known. They say I have a problem. That I need help. I say it's just part of fame. The drugs help numb the pain. Keep the demons away. I'm doing my best to keep my head down and bide my time until I can go home.

After years of drowning myself in parties, hookups, and pain, all it takes is one viral sex tape to be given a choice: Hide out on an island or lose my trust fund. Having to share a room with the one man I let hurt me is my worst nightmare. I’m the broken shell of the boy he walked away from on the worst day of my life. I hate him almost as much as I hate myself.