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What happens when a retired NFL quarterback who doesn't believe in love inherits a matchmaking business and has a meet-cute that ends in the emergency room with a high-powered divorce attorney who is a secret romantic? A fake marriage, of course.

Kizzi is a witch who knows what she wants—she wants to brew the best potions, drink the best ciders, and run her apothecary business without being disturbed by pesky sprites. Tandor, the local orc bartender, spends his days serving ales at Ginger's Pub, yet he can't help but yearn for the sassy green-haired witch that's always guzzling his ciders. When a magical mishap destroys Kizzi's cauldron and doses the entire town with a love potion, Kizzi enlists Tandor's help to find the cure before she misses out on Moonvale's Hallow's Eve celebration—a journey that will bring them closer than ever.

How did I find myself sharing a tent with my obnoxious—albeit gorgeous—neighbor, Isabella Romero? It all started with a stupid bet. All I had to do in order to win was something unpredictable. (Which my brother thought was impossible for the ever-boring David Windell). Well, I showed him . . . by booking a trek in the Andes Mountains to see Machu Picchu. When the brochure for the expedition mysteriously appeared on my front porch, it was like fate interceded: I could win the bet while simultaneously getting a vacation from my irritating neighbor.

For months, I've tried to stop loving her. Begged myself in the darkness of the night as I lay awake, to let her go. So badly, I've wanted to move on from the hurt inside and the love I still cling to, but I can't. Telling myself not to love her is like telling myself to stop breathing. Impossible. Unfathomable. But watching her prepare to marry another man is like a searing knife to the heart that keeps twisting. Beginning a new life in California seemed like the only option, but seeing her while I lie in my hospital bed, I can sense something is amiss.

I've caged myself off since the day my wife passed years ago, only trusting a small handful of people. Letting someone into my house and around my daughter is a huge step—especially when that person happens to be the sunshine girl I ghosted in the middle of the summer. She represents everything I don't want to acknowledge and brings out a side of me I don't recognize, but I need the help and she's far from a stranger. But as time goes on I feel my resolve slipping, and I'm not quite sure what that means for me.

Her father murdered my uncle in front of me, starting a war between our families, and I learned from a young age to never trust a Paladino. But I never expected to be so captivated by the daughter of the very man I long to kill. The sight of her, dancing in another man's arms, ignites a fury so powerful it catches me off guard. My interest in her is dangerous, and the lines of my loyalty are blurring. I should hate her. I do hate her. At least, that's what I continue to tell myself.

Seven years after the birth of their son, Cordelia and Wade face a depthless evil hell-bent on abducting the children of Atlantis. Ghost pirates arrive on the island intent on using the innocence of Atlantean children to power their ship of cobwebs and dust. Cordelia's worst fear has come true, the very thing she's spent years attempting to prevent. Struggling with anxiety and guilt, and lashing out at anyone who offers help, Cordelia battles her malfunctioning powers as she searches for a way to bring her son home.

Wallowing in grief for too long can be hazardous. It's why I allowed my brother to talk me into accepting a new client. Our security firm needed the money, and the endorsement from a famous director could steer our company to new heights.

The demon king Zor'imuth is no more, destroyed by the British werewolf Nathaniel Fortescue and his fated mate, the American Kylie Drummond. Years have passed in the modern world. The threat of the Outlands is over, or so it seems. Until the daughter of Nathaniel and Kylie comes of age.

Being a professional hockey player means I'm no stranger to fights. But when a run-in with a fan threatens my spot on the Atlanta Glaciers, everything is on the line. Enter Nila, the social media guru my managers hired to combat this PR crisis. The fiery bombshell has a clever little plan to "salvage my reputation." And now I'm forced to play nice on the platforms I've always avoided. Her sunny disposition clashes with my gruff exterior. Yet her fierce resolve intrigues me more than I care to admit. Given my reputation, she keeps me at arm's length.

Bear Thomsen and I both want the same thing—his grandpa's old auto shop. My dream is to rehab it into a bookstore. Bear's is to tear it down to build a hockey rink. Paradise is the fresh start I'm looking for after taking leave from the police force in LA. I want to escape the big city with its big problems, and avoid a big, unwinnable fight with my commanding officer. But, if I turn in my detective badge I worked so hard to earn, it will be the toughest thing I’ve ever done. Especially because I hate walking away from a fight.

It was supposed to be a two-week arrangement that ended when the vacation did. Only Kincaid Maxwell is a greedy bastard; enough is never enough for him. After he's demanded my body, soul, and heart, he wants to own me. As much as I want to give him everything he wants, my past demands that I leave Kincaid alone. Because of my vows, I have no choice but to order him out of my life. Only, the nights in his bed aren't that easy to forget. Nor are they something that I will ever regret.