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Emily Flanagan has been living her dreams the last four years as a professional cheerleader for the Los Angeles Vipers, thousands of miles away from her tiny hometown of Summersweet Island, Virginia. She's got the world at the tips of her pom-poms...until she tells her boss to shove those pom-poms where the sun doesn't shine.

Zoe Cain knows that Grant Evertide is way out of her league. So, naturally, she kisses him. Out of spite. Not only is Grant her brother’s number one nemesis, but he has zero interest in being tied down to one girl. She’s shocked - and secretly thrilled - when they start spending more time together.

Our arrangement was simple—just physical and definitely no falling in love. That seemed easy enough until a positive pregnancy test changed everything. He's loud, crude, sexy, and can cook and he's bound and determined to make me his, but I've been burned before and if I let him in, and things don't work out for us, well, it's more than just my heart on the line. Can I push past my issues to open my heart to that big beautiful man? 

One night in a deserted airport terminal, and I knew I needed more. One kiss, and I was all in. Then she ghosted me, and I don’t know why. It was a kiss that branded me, scared me, could even ruin me if I were that guy searching for a happily ever after. But that’s never been me. I’m not hiding from the paparazzi in my brother’s home, secretly searching for the one that got away. I’m not wandering frozen city streets, hoping I’ll see her again. And I’m definitely not that guy who relies on a crazy old lady and her tarot cards to find a girl. That’s not me. Until it is.

If you fall in love with the shadows, does that mean you are fallen too? A dying angel. A fractured realm. The SoulBreather who might be able to save them both. Solanji has a secret. One that is becoming increasingly difficult to keep. She can touch souls and see into a person’s inner thoughts. Soulbreathing is exhilarating and addictive, until the day Solanji caresses the wrong person’s soulmist.

Oliver Lawe's biggest concern at the start of Monday was to stave off boredom while he was on rotation home. That changed when the base exploded with action when martial law was declared. Arming themselves to the teeth, Oliver and his squad rode a tank in the convoy out, prepared to tackle anything to preserve peace. When a figure throwing magic and monsters appeared, Oliver knew they weren't prepared at all. By a series of bizarre events, Oliver somehow managed to survive the onslaught that ripped his ranks apart, but only at a great cost.  

'Twas the week before Christmas and all through Summersweet, Tess Powell was annoyed and wanted to retreat. With a BIC in her hand and a frown on her face, everyone knew she needed a break from this place. Wanting the holiday to be nothing but the best, Bodhi took his girlfriend to the mountains to rest. While visions of fire happily danced in Tess' head, soon she would see she had everything to dread. Crying kids, singing hippos, and a stalker with a van definitely weren't part of Bodhi's evacuation plan. 

He shattered my heart. Rejected me. Rejected my love. He walked away so easily, tossing the three words I told him aside as if they meant nothing. But they meant everything. At least to me. Fine. I'm done. He's pushed me away and turned his back on me one too many times. I've accepted it. Accepted that it's over, despite how I feel. But then why is he acting like it's anything but over?

I’m almost positive you were cussing me out, and if I understood a lick of Spanish, I’d have (shut you up with a kiss) told you exactly what I thought about your meddling, even if you are her teacher. In fact, I’d like to schedule a (date over dinner and wine) parent-teacher conference to discuss our differing views on raising the youth of today (so we are on the same page when we have children, preferably together).

Finding the One was just a dating app, right? It was meant to be one blind date. To stop me from acting out and doing something stupid when I was on a business trip. I never expected for fate to intervene and to set me up with the guy I’d lusted over for years. He was my best friend; my business partner. Could I finally admit my true feelings or risk losing everything I'd ever worked for in the process?

Damion West was the boy who stole my young heart and then broke it. That was a long time ago though and I'm not a girl susceptible to hot boys with big egos who just happen to kiss well anymore. He's the heir to West Enterprises, and notoriously loud on social media. Everyone knows Damion West. Just not like I do. But that's another story better left untold.

I'm a master at hiding my true feelings for Aria Bristol. Well, except for that one time. That one kiss. She almost figured me out then, and I vowed to never let it happen again. The fact that we were separated by thousands of miles helped a lot. But now that I'm back, all I can think about is re-creating that kiss from high school. And that's bad, because if I know anything, I know she deserves so much better than me. But she's fierce. Feisty. And she knows me better than anyone. I don't know how much longer I can keep up this act. And the scariest part of all? I'm not sure I want to.

Sorrel Black’s family has been ruled by a book passed down from generation to generation. But now that it is in her possession, it has stopped working. For her alone, one critical piece of information is missing that will keep the curse, cast long ago as a punishment for her family’s rebellion, from being passed down to her own daughter someday. She hopes the book’s silence means the curse will end with her—even if it means dying alone. But then Eric Knight walks into her life and changes everything.

Jess Bailey hates her restricted world. With an abusive father keeping a tight leash, she dare not reveal the secret scar on her hand that kills anyone it touches. But when her drop-dead gorgeous stepbrother moves into the house, she sees the perfect escape route into some thrilling shenanigans. Enjoying the lingering attention of her stepsibling and his two hot friends, Jess crushes hard on each of the bad boys in the crew. But when a drunken night out ignites a dangerous chain of events, she confronts the fateful purpose behind her lethal touch.

I had a past. It was dark. It was ugly. It was my dirty secret. No one knew the weight of the burdens that nearly consumed me. I lived with a singular focus-seeking revenge on my father. Then, the new girl Jolee Ward moved into the apartment above me and shattered my carefully constructed world. We were like oil and water...until we weren't. Then, we detonated like gasoline and fire, but the inferno threatened to destroy us both.

Cocky. Jaw-droppingly sexy. A patient in my emergency room. As an ER nurse, I've seen a lot of things, but this might take the cake. Because the charming hottie packing a whole lotta somethin' somethin' beneath his hospital gown? He's all kinds of naughty trouble. And I have time for exactly none of it. I didn't expect to see Cade again - never expected the guy I treated for a monster erection in my ER would turn out to be the sweet, single dad I'm now secretly lusting over.

Lance Parker is an arrogant know-it-all. As author of the best-selling book Your Soulmate Doesn't Exist, he says love is for losers. Madam Love is a fortune teller and matchmaker who has brought hundreds of couples together. When the two clash during a radio interview, she admits even someone as irritating and impossible as Lance has a soulmate. He says she's delirious and a fraud. Then the gauntlet is laid down: Madam Love has two weeks to prove Lance wrong and find him a soulmate. 

Laura Bennett has spent her life taking care of other people and running the Dip and Twist. With an ever-growing family, she's a mother to them all. But her baby is getting married, and her oldest has her own life changes to deal with. Suddenly, being alone doesn't sound so appealing anymore. Dean Campbell has always been the black sheep. The only one he cares about is his nephew, Palmer. Deciding at the last minute to attend Palmer's nuptials, Dean knows he's going to need to try not to be his grouchy self. But the mother-of-the-bride has him wanting to check plus-one on his invite.

TREY: A shot straight to the heart. That's what I felt when I saw a drunken video of the beautiful, charismatic Gemma Fairchild with her author friends. They've created a book boyfriend builder business. I'm a famous baseball player and don't need help finding a woman but sign me up. Anything to...

A string of bad boyfriends has me questioning my taste in men. They're either jealous of my job as a dancer at a strip club, or they use it as an opportunity to try hooking up with my friends. It also doesn't help that my big brother is the definition of overprotective, meaning nobody is ever good enough for me. When I notice his best friend—his very straight, very good-looking best friend—at the club where I work more than once, I wonder if maybe he's not as out of my reach as I once thought he was.