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Monica does not abdicate. She will not resign herself to a man's will…even a man as strong as Jonathan. She's not weak or fragile, nor does she break at the first sign of trouble. Until she realizes she's falling in love with him, and that she’ll never be the same if she allows it. She breaks into a million sharp pieces and damages him in the process. But what can she do? Stay with him and untangle the mess of his life? Commit to his rules, his secrets, his troubles? No. She'll commit to a man, not a lie. She'll strip away everything between them, even if it ends them.

Vivian's a pretty mild-mannered person. Even with a busload of hyperactive fourth graders going to a baseball signing, she's patient and kind. Even when she meets Dash Wallace…major league legend and star of her hottest daydreams…she keeps her cool. Kind of. Mostly. It was fine. Then his glove is missing and he accuses one of those fourth graders of being a thief. You do not come after one of Vivian's kids. She will defend them to the death….

When mortal Hanna agreed to marry Tuoni, the God of Death, in exchange for her father's life, the last thing she expected was to fall for the morally grey anti-hero. But it's not only her heart that's in danger now. As she navigates her new role as the Goddess of Death in the spooky and macabre underworld of Tuonela, Hanna discovers that Death has many enemies in his kingdom, none more powerful than his half-demon ex-wife, Louhi.

When Hanna Heikkinen sacrificed herself to the God of Death to save her father, she never imagined she'd fall in love with the grumpy god—or thrive as Queen of Tuonela. Nor did she expect to uncover the truth of her divine lineage, a secret tied to powers far beyond her understanding.

The first time I got married, I watched the man I love walk away from me. The second time around, I’m the one signing the dotted line first—this one a man who I realized I never loved. Once burned, twice broken, I’m done looking for love. Only my first ex-husband seems to be everywhere I turn—at my work, with my friends, and eventually…in my bed. I didn’t mean for it to happen. Twice. But I know if I don’t protect my heart, there will be nothing left of me if he walks away again without telling me why he did so in the first place.