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Aeron had every opportunity to explain the horses that were haunting my drawings. I asked him several times about his crazy zombie-killing horse. He omitted to tell me he was the Horseman of Death until Leif let it slip he was the Horseman of Pestilence when he introduced himself to me. I don’t know who I’m madder at—Aeron for lying to me or me for just ignoring all the clues and telling myself there was no way it was possible and trusting him.

As the carnage starts to pile up around us and the walls start closing in, there are only so many moves to make, only a very few cards to play. Nothing is as it seems, we don’t know who to trust and the bodies just keep piling up. But when those bodies become the ones I love the most, there’s nothing I can do but play this twisted game by its own rules.

I never intended to fall in love. This girl had goals and guys were an unwelcome distraction. Until I met Garrick, my sophomore year of college, and he blasted through the walls I kept around my heart, tearing them down.

There was an era in time when Jeanine Lavender believed in love, passion, and sex. As a 40-something widow, she’s long buried those beliefs with her late husband. While on a weekend getaway with her sister and friends, she locks eyes with a young, handsome musician across a crowded bar. An innocent conversation and a little harmless flirting soon spiral into a passion-filled one-night stand. But what happens when she wakes up the next morning wanting more?

Money. Marriage. Murder. Three things I never thought I'd deal with, let alone all at once, but now those three words embody my entire world. There’s nowhere to run, not with the eyes of the country on us now.

When a photoshoot takes my brother Hans and my modeling agency Handsome back to the mountains of our old childhood foster home, I’m full of dread. Abandoned by our parents at this horrible place, I want to get the job over with ASAP and return to the city.

Caspian Ivanov and I come from the same dark world. One where the Bratva and the secret society reign. He’s also the son of their ruthless leader.

My illness prevents me from being out in the sun. Last time I ignored it, I nearly died, so when I announce that I’m going to Iceland to film a documentary about Sasha Snow, everyone thinks I’ve lost my marbles. Luckily for me, my next-door neighbor and six of my brother’s best friends agree to sail across the ocean with me.

You would think that being forced into a loveless marriage to ensure an alliance would be unheard of in this day and age. And in most cases, you would be correct in that assumption. But not for me. A cartel princess has no vote on who she can or cannot marry—much less love. Any decision in my life was forfeited just by being born into the most powerful Mexican cartel there is.

The only woman I need in my life is my eight-year-old daughter, Jane. As a widowed brewery owner, I don’t have the time or inclination for anything more serious than a one night stand. Running the brewery is a big job, and being a parent is a bigger one, especially since my in-laws keep trying to prove I’m an unfit guardian.

I still suffer the sting of rejection. Now I’m forced to work with the man who jilted me when we were college students. I refuse to let him break my heart again. I’ve worked hard to maintain my distance during the production of my home renovation show, and now he’s working in my parents’ mansion, looking too good to hate. We agreed on a truce to bury our painful past. Though I tentatively accept the handsome contractor’s sincere offer of friendship, I fear my demanding family’s unrealistic expectations may mean our fragile reunion will succumb to outside pressures.

I was sent to Iceland on behalf of Mirror, Mirror Inc. as a scientist. Unfortunately, my jealous and evil manager, Queenie, was there with me, and she literally turned this magnificent journey into hell. The only thing that made me feel better was Hunter Davis, my handsome co-worker, was gonna be there, too. But what I didn’t know was that on this isolated island, there lived seven even stronger and sexier men. Dan, Graham, Harry, Seth, Bash, Stevie, and Jim. Rough, rugged, and wild...their bodies were to die for, and they were all ready to share.

“I was in a relationship with two men, and neither were giving me up.” That thought flashed through Charlotte’s brain like a bright neon light as she followed her husband out of her marriage counselor’s office. The office where she’d sat twice a week as she tried to repair the glaring problems in her marriage. The marriage that she’d fought hard to save to a man that wasn’t fighting alongside her. She’d been lied to, ignored, and used as a pawn to climb his ladder to success. Charlotte was broken, not just her marriage.

Dr. Will Montgomery had already given in to his temptations. He’d tasted the forbidden fruit again and again for months. Despite the obstacles, he claimed the beautiful Charlotte Pierce and fell head over heels in love. But a stolen love, a forbidden love, comes at a price. And in the aftermath of their affair, Will finds himself backed into a corner, desperate for an escape from the chaos. Chaos that threatens to destroy him and reveal the secrets he’d kept hidden. And if there’s one thing Dr. Will Montgomery should have learned by now, it's that the truth always comes out.

Sawyer Hunt has always been confident with his place in the world. He knows what he wants, conceals his painful truths behind a mask of cool indifference, and keeps his circle small. The only person who has ever come close to smashing through his inner walls is the one person his parents will never accept. Xavier Daniels is sick of being Hunt’s dirty little secret. Discovering the man he’s in love with is engaged to some mystery woman devastates him. Forced into making the only decision he can, Xavier locks up his heart, determined to keep Hunt out for good.

My life’s a mess. Record sales are plummeting and my inspiration has flown the coop. I’d do anything to climb back to the top of the rock music charts, even temporarily relocating to a small town to clear my head. What I didn’t count on is the pretty paramedic named Kat next door who takes an instant dislike to me. Nor did I ever think I’d enjoy hanging out with her quirky, 12-year-old daughter and a dog who doesn’t believe the rules apply to him.

For years, I pretended to be something I’m not. Drowning the beast living inside of me in copious amounts of alcohol and women. Not that I complained. And then Victoria Hughes walks back into my life and took me by surprise. The woman stunning me clear out of my mind the minute my mouth touched hers. After tragedy strikes and knocks her off her feet, I expected her to come to me, yet she didn’t. She pretended we’re nothing. But I see her. I’ve watched her, and she’s fighting grief while battling an all-consuming need for vengeance.

Nothing about Em's life is simple. He's treated worse than anyone in the house, punished for every minor infraction, and has zero chance of ever escaping his current situation. He dreams that someday he'll be free of this nightmare and finally find someone who will want to keep him. That dream may come true sooner than he thinks.

Princess Aurelia only wants two things: freedom... and answers. She was there when her mother, the beloved Queen, was murdered. And yet, she has no memory of the event. In fact, she hardly has any solid memories of her mother at all. She was nine when it happened, and ten years later she still can't put the pieces together. Her father, who has since become imperious and overprotective, refuses to touch on the subject while forcing Aurelia to remain hidden – unable to leave the confines of her home.

She's lived her life to a set of rules that she's certain will guarantee success. When a wrench is thrown into the framework of her steady routine, she has to work around it or... through it. As a journalism major, good reviews mean everything to her, so when nobody wants to take over the abandoned newspaper for the college football team, she takes the opportunity by the horns. Or, the helmet, I guess?