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I'm the lost princess of Howling Sky. Only a few days ago, I would have said that was crazy, that I'm just Sorissa. Now, I'm living crazy. Everybody wants to use me for their own gain in the Prime War. Except for Phantom Fangs, my werewolves. I left with vampires to save their lives. Maybe the vampires intend to kill me, but I'm not that fragile. I'll survive, and I'll keep my werewolves safe.

For Morrison Caldwell, life is a game of chance. A high roller with a legendary poker face, he's the wild card of the family, always chasing the next thrill and never staying put for long. The one place that always lures him back is Las Vegas, with its hot tables and even hotter women. He's perfectly content to live his life as a series of one-night stands. But when a parking lot confrontation with a cocktail waitress takes a naughty turn, she leaves Morrison aching for another round.

Josiah Stonewell dug his hands into the filthiest parts of my soul and molded a perfect little Walker. I don't know the exact moment I fell in love with him, but I do know that if anyone found out about our lingering stares, it would end his political career. Josiah's unexpected engagement has me squinting down the barrel of heartbreak, and to make matters worse; I find myself traded to Cyler Black and his leadership council in a distant Providence. Soon, Cyler and his team of passionate leaders start to feel like family, and I'm promised freedoms I never imagined were possible.

Clam jam. Definition: the female equivalent of a cock block. Example: You're chatting with a guy you're interested in, and your friend comes along and lays claim to him. That's my life - except it's worse. My friend who keeps "jamming" me is my gay roommate. Fact: He went home with three - yes, three - of the guys I had been so sure were into me. Fact: He's really pissing me off. I'll never manage to get a boyfriend before the age of 50 if he keeps this up. Fact: Secretly, I wonder what it would be like if he weren't gay.

Gabriella Ross suffered every bride's worst nightmare: a no-show groom. Now summer stretches before her with nowhere to go but home, at least until it's time to return to medical school. Determined to prove she might be down but definitely not out, she chucks all her old plans in favor of having a good time-starting with giving herself a pair of wings.

Ben Wilde was cocky, charming, and sexy as the best sin. He was also Courtney McKenna's weakness. Every single inch of his muscled perfection was trouble and temptation. They'd sparred in the courtroom more times than she could count, and the tension between them had always been red-hot. One night should have been all she needed to get the guy out of her head. Only...it wasn't.

Greyson Keller didn't intend to lie; it just came out that way. So when the object of that lie shows up on her doorstep, she is confused, shocked, and embarrassed. Calvin Thompson is an Ivy Leaguer, attending a university over an hour away, playing rugby and basically not giving a crap. So imagine his surprise when some guy named Greyson begins rumors online that they're dating - the only logical solution is to drive an hour and confront him.

Thirty days ago, I received an internship with a design firm in LA. One day ago, I kissed a hot businessman in a swanky bar and then left him with a fake name and number. Today, that sexy stranger is my new boss, and he's not too happy when he finds out my real identity. But that doesn't change the fire that lit between us, and now I have six weeks of trying to resist Brody Jensen. He might be out of my league, but I'd be out of my mind not to give in to the chemistry threatening to consume us.

I was raised knowing the difference between lust and love. I was warned to never fall for someone who simply set my body ablaze. As the daughter of a southern preacher, I held on to my virtue...sort of. A man always knew his place with me, but only one would someday hold my heart.

What if... Someone you barely knew asked you for a favor. What if... They needed you to be something you weren’t, in exchange for nothing. Unless you count a mouth full of lies and a half-broken heart. Faker. Pretender. Liar. There are worse things to be called. So would you do it? Would you? Daphne Winthrop did. And you’re about to find out what happens in the end.

We've all been there. One minute, you're sprawled out on your bed, minding our own business, and the next, you're lying in the back seat of your best friend's car as she races you to the ER. And not the closest one either. No. You're headed to the one 50 miles farther out, because the one five minutes away is where you start your residency next week. So there you are, lying in cubicle nine, hoping like hell that the doctor about to examine you isn't young, sexy, or male. Of course, he's all three.

Leonard: This is where I belong - among the rich and powerful. I am used to getting what I want, and I know I want her from the moment I see her. Elizabeth Barrington. The quiet beauty, waiting to be broken. Her eyes are begging for me to take her. She didn't think I would go this far, but here she is - collared and chained to the bed. Mine to keep, mine to train, mine to please. But Liz is unlike any other submissive I’ve had before. She is dangerous.

I was young and naive. I thought I could save the world. I thought that protecting those around me from hurt and pain was what I was born to do. She made me feel that way. Ava Links, the little girl who was too f - king stubborn for her own good. The little girl who absorbed the hurt and pain of everyone around her and tried to bring sunshine to them all. The little girl who somehow looked at me, expecting - no, damn near demanding - I protect her.

When Karina agrees to help the ghost of a murdered Oracle uncover a plot that could unravel the fabric of reality, she finds herself caught in the crossfire between bounty hunters and her ex-bodyguards. Now she needs to reclaim the birthright and power she abandoned before she loses everything and everyone she loves.

Mac Canfield was the last man Lily West expected to see again, never mind aim her gun at. But there he was, the bad boy who'd broken her heart years ago - still a thief, hijacking a priceless artifact - and it was all she could do to push aside the memories of how it felt to have his perfectly chiseled body next to hers. Mac was no less shocked to see the beautiful girl next door again, threatening to shoot him. Little did she know she was blowing his cover. He had to get her out of harm's way without succumbing to his desire to take her on a hot trip down memory lane.

Emma Cooper is determined to fulfill her mother's dying wish to scatter her ashes with Aiden Sheffield in Linx, Texas. Just one problem. Why Texas and who the hell is Aiden Sheffield? The only clue is a faded piece of her mother's stationary. Emma imagines Aiden is a former love of her mother's, but when she meets the beautiful, damaged stranger, she realizes her assumptions couldn't be more wrong. He's hot and young. And Emma is as confused as ever.

The current "It" girl in Hollywood, Gwenevere Solomon seemingly has the world at her feet. Gwen's problem? She also has one very dangerous stalker at her door. His attacks are getting bolder, and Gwen is becoming more and more afraid. Because this stalker...he knows secrets that she's fought hard to keep buried. The kind of secrets that can destroy a woman's life.

Walking into Jake's bachelor party to see my professor motorboating a stripper was awkward. It wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't completely hot for the guy. I had been since I first walked into that feline anatomy class and saw him performing chest compressions on a Persian cat named Andrew. So, as I sat in that strip club and knocked back my third tequila, I started thinking...I should make a move on him. When our eyes locked over the busty, blonde stripper who was gyrating against me and he smiled, it was all the encouragement I needed. I have no idea what happened next.

Tabitha Thompson is many things, but a liar isn’t one of them. Unless you count the sexy secret she’s spent a year hiding from everyone: her friends, her family. The secret she never counted on anyone discovering.

I never imagined that one night could end the friendship Beau Bishop and I’d had since birth and sever all ties between our families. Especially when less than an hour prior to that tragic accident at the racetrack that night, he had confessed his love to me under the bleachers. A bond I’d thought could never be broken was smashed to smithereens in an instant. He left Alabama, hightailing it to Florida without so much as a goodbye. Two years later, we crossed paths again. Only he’s no longer known as Beau Bishop. No, now the boy that I’ve been in love with my entire life is called Bama.