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Ex-Special Forces operator Brian Ackerman lives for the danger his job at Iniquus provides. At least he did - until she walked into their briefing room. The woman who stole his heart and disappeared is now his new assignment. Protecting her will be easy. Convincing her she never should've left him in the first place will be much trickier....

A lot can happen on a two-week trip to the Canadian wilderness. Auden Harmon learns her parents’ marriage is officially over. Expected. Accidentally gifts a five-hundred-dollar pen to a stranger. Unexpected. Neither event wreaks havoc on her life quite like meeting Elliot Reid does. He has eyes the color of the cloudy sky. A slapshot the whole country has an unhealthy obsession with. The uncanny ability to say the exact right thing, right when she needs to hear it.

Freedom. Choice. That's all Ainsley yearned for in life. But when she learns her parents betrothed her to Prince Dashiell, she knows those are two things she will never attain. When Ainsley is sent to live in the Palace of Caelum, she is made painfully aware that she is out of her depth and forced to navigate this new world utterly alone. She quickly realizes that her sharp tongue, quick wit, and stubbornness will only get her so far.

We all have our strengths and weakness. We're all good at something and bad at something else. This is why we need each other. This is why it makes sense for Ethan and me to be together. I'm the good girl, the careful, cautious one who thinks before she acts. Ethan is the bad boy, the risk taker, the person who jumps into action regardless of the consequences. Sometimes you can't wait to think before you act, though. Sometimes you can't be careful or cautious.

Hide-and-seek was a game Davyna loved playing as a child because she always won. But after the death of her adopted father, the game became her life's mission to seek a blood relative to set her free from the cursed deal she made. When every lead turns up empty, Davyna is forced to seek help from the creatures that hide in the dark. And when her fairytale dream for her life goes up in flames, Davyna finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew as one secret after another is revealed. As darkness surrounds her, she wonders if there is any chance of waking from this nightmare.

The second Annie Daschle tumbles into my arms, I'm a goner. When she asks if we're hiring at Wasted Words, I can only say yes, even though we aren't - it's that early on that I realize I can't say no to her. Not when she asks me to show her around New York, even though I already know I should stay away. Not when she asks if we're friends because I want her so much more than that. But she isn't mine, and she never can be.

Lynx shifter Addison has come to the quaint Montana town of Nickel City to work at a new, shifters-only daycare. She doesn't expect to meet a breathtakingly gorgeous man on her first day wrangling owl toddlers and armadillo kids. But she's been dazzled by a handsome face before and barely got away from her last controlling boyfriend. Can she trust her lynx's instinct that this is where she's meant to be at last?

The hunt is beginning to wear Mason down…until he meets (slightly) famous fashion designer Diego. Everything sparks between them - the banter, the sex, the fiery eye contact across a crowded room. There's just one thing: Diego is already married and living his happily-ever-after, which luckily (or not) for Mason includes outside courtships. But not quite in the way he'd always imagined. Mason thought he knew what would make him happy, but it turns out the traditional life he'd expected has some surprises in store.

Every choice has a consequence. Charlotte Thompson knows it all too well. On the run from her past, she hopes to start over in her new home. To keep her secret safe, she must avoid getting close to anyone. The last thing she wants is to get involved with the town's notorious bad boy.

I’m cursed. Yes, really. I broke a boy’s heart, because he wasn’t romance hero material, and his nonna cursed me to live out my favorite plotlines...without the happy ending. Consider my track record: Second-chance romance? Turns out my old flame returned home to cook meth, not take care of his parents.

The twos just got a lot more terrible. Ian had enough trouble trying to write for a living and keep up with his daughter, Lucy, even before she started shifting into a squirrel. Now that she's turning two and breathing fire? All bets are off. Olivia is used to her cat Seltzer bringing her live trophies, but she's not sure what to do with a squirrel that turns into an adorable little red-headed girl, or the gorgeous single dad who comes looking for her from next door.

I'm no saint, but apparently even killers have limits. When the Bratva hired me as security for the night, I didn't know it was a flesh trade. I could have kept my cool, done my job, but then I saw her. Pure as a lily, dressed in skimpy lingerie, and being auctioned off to the foulest men in Brighton Beach.

Welcome back to Earth—what's left of it, that is, in Xiveri Mates book seven. This barbarian warlord romance is gritty and by far the darkest in the Xiveri Mates universe, containing multiple violent scenes—including acts by the hero against the heroine. It is a complete standalone that can be listened to at any point and, as ever, features a fighting heroine who ensnares the villain and a guaranteed HEA.

Killian's scars are all people see, but with his wretched past, he doesn't want them to look closer. He resigned himself long ago to living as an indentured slave to a powerful and capricious high mage-until a chance meeting with a temptress outside a brothel teaches him to want. If only he hadn't asked her price for the night.

When I met Alec Hayes in Vegas, I thought I'd stumbled into a love affair with the man of my dreams. Alec's sexy, confident, and charming. Our night together was full of laughter and the kind of toe-curling kisses that tempted me to believe in fate for the first time in years. Until I flew out to LA to surprise Alec and ran into the unnamed half-brother he'd admitted to despising. But I know Oliver Rhett as soon as I see him.

Twenty years ago, a fire stole the people I loved the most from me. I’d always thought it was an accident until I discovered that the person who’d saved me kept the truth hidden. Life as I once knew it burned and I was back to rise from the ashes. And it all started with her. It was supposed to be the best day of her life, but I was there to ruin it. Everything was going according to plan… Until I fell for her.

What's got four arms, huge spikes shooting out of his spine, and is utterly insane? Oh yeah, that's right. It's the freaking alien gladiator who's fighting in the games—for me—because I'm the prize he's geared to win. How I ended up here is just as much of a mystery as is how I lost my memory. I've got no idea who I am, where I'm from, or why no other species on this diverse and chaotic planet look anything like me. But as the gladiator and I spend more time together, I'm starting to realize… yeah, he might be crazy, but so am I.

Ezra Greene has made a pretty decent life for himself. He has a nice apartment and spends his days doing the one thing he's always loved - creating art. Despite being somewhat of a grumpy recluse, he's even made a few loyal friends. When he takes a side job painting a mural at a local holistic center, he can't help being curious about a certain friendly and self-assured yoga instructor, even if he doesn't buy into any of that Zen crap. He swore he'd never be molded into anybody's belief system again.

As an infant, I was abandoned on the steps of a church. My childhood was spent in an abusive foster home. At nineteen, I killed someone. Not long after, three men in black cloaks kidnap me and whisk me through a magical portal to a world I never knew existed. But the enchanting realm of Celestria is in turmoil. A dark enemy has infiltrated the land and is attempting to seize control. The last hope of the people of Celestria is locating Changelings in the mortal world . . . like me. Yet an assessment of my magic leads to a shocking revelation.

You have to be pretty desperate to consult someone referred to as the "Drunken Psychic" for insight into your perennially single status. Because tonight, after trying to make heads or tails of the psychic's mysterious pronouncements about my love life, I arrive home to find a man on my couch.