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Lorenzo Moretti and Damon Blackwell have never met, but they're tied together by the same tragedy. They were both there that night. They each lost someone they loved... Enzo and Damon might not know much else, but...they know they're in love...But love alone can't get them through. Damon and Enzo must decide if they really have what it takes to work through their trauma and fight for the happily ever after that's waiting just on the horizon.

At 41, and with a distinguished career as a Texas Ranger under his belt, Magnus DuCane should have been in the prime of his life. Instead, he’s mourning the loss of the daughter he couldn’t save and contemplating a future that looks nothing like the one he had planned. The only bright spot in his life is the young grandson who has suddenly been returned to him after going missing two years earlier and the new family of men that he’s been welcomed into with open arms.

If Aleron and Spencer want a chance at a future together, they’ll have to let go of what they think they know and face some hard truths together.... The truth about the runes and the magic they hold. The truth about what love and belonging really mean. And the truth about how much they’ll compromise to make each other happy...and how hard they’ll fight to keep each other safe.

The job at Sunday Orchard was supposed to be temporary. A chance to gain some work experience, to have some fun. I had not expected to be welcomed into a family of gorgeous and weirdly efficient lumberjack-types, or to find purpose in the tiny Vermont town whose claim to fame seemed to be apple-based products and copious amounts of charm. And I most definitely hadn’t expected to fall for Knox Sunday, my grumpy, burly, fifteen-years-older, reluctant roommate, with his infuriating lectures, his hot-as-fire body, his superior attitude - I’ve never been one to put down roots.

I understood pain and Id learned to live with it. My little house and my cabin cruiser that faithfully let me explore every part of Chesapeake Bay were enough for me and had been for a long time. I liked being alone and I was good at it. I should have driven past him like everyone else. It shouldn't have mattered that his drenched clothes clinging to his slim body and his slow but determined pace as he put one foot in front of the other called out to me in a way I never would have expected.

I have no clue what happened with Dane. The last thing I remember is the night we graduated from high school. Twelve years later, we’re both living in San Diego. He can’t stand to look at me, and I can’t stand to stay away. I have to know what he’s hiding, and I’ll stop at nothing to find out.

A Daddy? No way. Marco D’Amico has plenty going for him—renowned pastry chef, respected Dom, and one-third of a devoted polyamorous relationship. But a Daddy? Absolutely not. Sure, he’s been longing for a submissive of his own. Sure, his aftercare is as tender as his bullwhip is sharp...

Between running my investment company, providing for Frank, my emotional support hedgehog, and keeping my enthusiastic family from getting in my business, my life is plenty busy. The last thing on my mind is a relationship. Until Hugh Linzee. One hot night with the gorgeous wedding photographer somehow turns into a text conversation I just can’t quit, but I’m determined to keep my distance. Hugh has ideas… ideas about romance and fireworks and capital-L love… and I care about him too much to let him get those ideas about me.

I'm not the kind of guy who lusts after strangers, but the man pulling up next to me on his bike is muscular and hot as hell. I let myself look, and he gives me a scorching grin in return. Then the light turns green, he peels away, and I figure I'll never see him again. Except he almost gets hit by a minivan, and I stop to make sure he's okay. Inviting him back to my place to make sure he has no lasting damage is just professional care, but damn, Ulysses can kiss. Pretty soon, we're burning up the sheets together. Sadly, when I wake up, I find myself alone.

Olly I decided it was time to shake things up a bit and start living for my dreams, not someone else's. But when I say shake things up, I didn't think a baby spy and Jasper would be the ones doing the shaking. I never expected to pause my life to help a little girl find her forever home, or for...

A priceless artifact has gone missing, and King is the only one who can help recover it. Falcon thought nothing could be worse than being forced to work with the egotistical SOB, but he was wrong. Falling for the charming art thief in the middle of an operation is way, way worse.

Teddy: If there's one thing I don't do, it's commitment. You don't become an award-winning photographer by staying in one place. I'm always on the road, looking for the next shot, the next award, the next hot body. Which is how I end up on Dr. James Marian's front porch in the middle-of-nowhere Alaska. He's known as the Wildlife Whisperer, and I want to photograph him in action. He's reluctant at first, but I can be persuasive.

Small town librarian meets sexy silver fox... Stanton is everything I could ever want in a man. He’s sexy, sweet, and his voice is perfect… I could listen to him for hours as he reads to the kids in the library, where I’m a librarian. When it turns out he likes me too, including my chronic illness, I should be over the moon… but instead, I worry that in the long run, we won’t want the same things. After all, he is fourteen years older than me… Wooing the Librarian is a standalone short story in the Forestville Silver Foxes series.

Carter - Relationships - who needs 'em? Fortunately, as far as my options go...well, let's just say I'm used to getting what I want, whenever I want it. Unless your name happens to be Sawyer Burke. Sawyer - I've always been a relationship guy. I never understood the urge to bed a different guy every night. Unfortunately, I can't get Carter James out of my head. I told myself I hate him - and I should. He's everything I'm not - loud, sassy...and more than a little annoying. But I want him too, and he's made no secret of wanting me.

I was just there to do my job, but then he arrived, and I knew in my gut everything was about to change. Everything....

Chaz: Rafael is the best friend-with-benefits a guy could ask for, but I had to go and screw it all up by falling in love. Rafael: I spent so long pining after my best friend, I didn’t even realize the perfect guy was right under my nose. Collaring Chaz is a surprisingly sweet M/M rock star romance loaded with angst, band drama, contractual pup play, a cinnamon roll MC struggling with mental health and addiction, and a dominant rock god who saves him.

At 34 years old, ex-DEA agent Memphis Wheland has lived, loved, and lost...everything. The ultimate betrayal by the man he gave everything to has left Memphis with no family, no career, and a bone-deep bitterness that refuses to release him from its icy grip. His work with an underground vigilante organization is the only light in his otherwise bleak existence. That and the occasional no-strings hookup with men whose only focus in that moment, and for as long as Memphis wants them, is him and only him. No clingy exes, no unrequited love, no relationship drama. Period.

Zachary Perry is willing to do whatever it takes to win the heart of his mysterious, gruff, and oh-so-gorgeous forest-ranger neighbor, even if it means transforming his very bookish, nerdy self into someone (gulp!) outdoorsy so he can fit into Roan’s world.

From the moment Richard and his rhinestone cowboy hat show up at the Silver Fork Ranch, nothing is as expected. Not the beautiful vistas, not the terrifying horses, not the friendly people, not the epic quantities of cow manure, and definitely not Boone Hammond, the rugged rancher whose eyes are a little too intense, whose expectations are a little too high, and whose kisses are...a lot too tempting.

Coming back home with my tail between my legs after a bitter divorce and a failed business venture isn’t exactly the life I’d envisioned for myself. At least there’s Bennett. Strong and steady as always, even if there is a simmering anger in him that wasn’t there when we were boys.