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I was kind of a genius normally. I'd managed to graduate early and was about to open my own veterinary clinic in my home town of Hell. I clearly had my life together. Until Blaze came back to town, moving slower than a sloth on crutches, more wounded emotionally than physically. We ended up bonding over stray dogs, exes from hell, and oddly enough, shared grief. But helping him get his life back together could cost me my heart . . . and destroy his friendship with my brother.

Davian Stark is beautiful, twisted, cruel, and he's going to die—by my hand. He's one of the elites of the Dark Sovereign. A bloodthirsty mafia assassin and a hunter fueled by his need for the chase. If I want to get close to him, I have to give him something to hunt—me. He made a mistake by letting me survive my family's massacre. I've trained, fed my hate, and now, I'm ready to strike. But Davian isn't just a killer. He's complex, compelling, a man who opens something dark inside me. While I play him, he's playing me. It's a twisted game of hunter versus prey. Question is… Which one am I?

I'm in a fake relationship with hockey's biggest star. His publicist needed someone to help fix his image. And I needed the money. But neither of us wanted to do it. After all, he dates models, not physiotherapists. And I just got divorced and will never, ever, trust a man again. Colton King isn't exactly likable. As a matter of fact, he's a total a-hole. How is anyone going to believe that we are a couple?

Returning to Midtown Memorial Hospital was never part of my plan. But now that I’m back in Atlanta, I’m determined to show everyone that I’ve grown. That I’ve changed. That I’m not the same self-absorbed playboy they remember. So I start with my ex-best friend, Parker Winters, expecting him to be the hardest shell to crack. But I’m wrong. Winning him over is easy compared to the one person who has always seen right through me—his youngest sister.

Times have changed. Our old enemy has reemerged, bringing chaos. Old friends we thought lost forever have returned. Everything isn't as it seems. I broke her. I would do it again to keep her safe. No matter how far she tries to run, I will find her.

Hours after landing in Valencia, Spain, I’m newly single, tipsy, and stranded at a bar with three declined credit cards. Enter Ale: swoon-worthy local with a smirk that should be illegal and dance moves that leave me breathless. He covers my tab, takes me to dinner, and somewhere between cocktails and a reckless kiss, I forget about the awful start to my trip. By the following morning, we’re trending on social media. Turns out, Ale isn’t just a charming stranger—he’s a European soccer star with a PR problem.

The Truth About Us is the emotional conclusion to the Possibly Impossibly Duet. A Decker Novel. A poignant tale of self-discovery, redemption, and love.

A heart-wrenching Decker Novel about the unbearable weight of grief, shattered dreams, and the desperate struggle to keep moving forward and ending with a soul-crushing cliffhanger that will leave you breathless and begging for more.

He knows what she is. She can’t deny her urges any more than she can deny him. There’s no walking away from the thrill of the kill. No turning your back on who you are at your core. At least, that’s what Besnick says.

Ex-bodyguard and moody Irishman, Colin Daly needs three things: To figure out how to have a real job after his longtime client no longer needs him. To find some really good Irish whiskey in the land of homemade moonshine. To stop having dirty dreams every time he hears young, beautiful, recently-discovered-thanks-to-social-media music sensation, Hayden Ross, sing. Which seems to be every time he freaking turns around lately.

I have my fresh start in a new town, this time a widow with a preteen daughter who rolls her eyes enough to make them stay that way. Too bad my past mistake is also here to greet me. Daxon Hellman. Town a-hole. Hot young contractor hired to build my house in the woods. It's only when I'm face-to-face with him for the first time that I realize he's the mystery man from two years ago. It's a long story of too many drinks, grief that made me resort to acting out, and an encounter in the dirty bathroom of a bar. Try as I might, I can't forget that night.

Callan Hellman. Mr. Nice Guy paramedic. My best friend. He buys my friends flowers when he knows they've had a hard day. Who does that? Callan's the guy every girl wants to date and take home to mama. Not me though. We're just friends. Have been since elementary school. I was the weird girl who kept him laughing with my antics, even when his father abandoned his family and Callan hid those scars behind his smile. But due to my sudden medical diagnosis at twenty-four, Callan insists I move in with him.

Declan and I are a match made in hell. I’m a carefree artist. He’s an arrogant CEO. We couldn’t be more wrong for each other. Never mind how perfectly his Navy SEAL shoulders fill his Armani suits. But my free spirit lifestyle doesn’t pay the bills. So when he offers me a windfall to play his fiancée and save his company, I agree. And no, his panty-melting smile has nothing to do with it. Faking an engagement with Mr. Cocky isn’t so bad. Especially when he proves bigger really is better. But then I go and do something crazy. (Even for me.) I fall for my fake fiancé.

Love can be ruthless, especially when you're a Hawke. You have to be ruthless to be a Hawke. Our empire in New Orleans has only grown over the years. And protecting it falls on my shoulders. Whether it's in the courtroom or in the streets, I do whatever it takes to get the job done. We've already suffered and lost enough. I won't let anything threaten my family or what we've built.

Rain's lost everything in the last decade. Her grandmother, her brother, and her family home might be next. All she has is Graham—a powerful Fae who illegally escaped the Fae Realm and has been her best friend ever since. Until Ezra—the sexiest Vampire she's ever seen—commissions her for one hell of a job. Cleansing dozens of vengeful spirits from an abandoned mansion for a life changing amount of money. All Rain wants is to focus on her budding relationship with Ezra, but the ghosts in the mansion have awoken the ones Rain has spent a decade trying to keep locked up.

She's my best friend's older sister. No matter what . . . I have to keep my hands off Angelina . . . Because she's a Hawke.

I care deeply for all my patients, but falling in love with one was never a risk. My heart had closed up shop years ago. As the Boston Guardians' in-house therapist, I was perfectly content helping athletes deal with their pain and trauma, happy to see others thrive and overcome life's obstacles. I was content… until I wasn't. Everything changed when a devastating accident shattered the life of the club's star goalie—Caleb Donovan. I was tasked with saving him from his self-sabotaging ways and told to become his beacon of hope and savior in the darkness.

As a powerful Guardian, Gregoire has spent centuries fighting for the safety and security of all the Realms. His existence was one long bloody battle until his mate was born. For over two decades since her birth, he’s watched over her, protecting his innocent mate from the dangers of his world. Ensuring she has time to grow before he claims her.

A second chance? Why would Cassidy want one? She’s already had everything she could possibly want: a husband, a baby on the way, the perfect life…until it all crumbled away. Now, two years after her husband’s death, Cassidy is barely holding on. Her interests don’t go beyond her quiet existence on the lake or her German shepherd, Fred... That is, until an arrogant jerk buys the place next door and steals her dog.

I'm unemployed and down to my last dollar—thank you, stranger, who bought my coffee when my card was declined this morning. If that wasn't bad enough, I just T-boned the truck belonging to the guy I was meeting on a first date. Ethan Hellman, small-town sweetheart with a secret, and an instant—unbelievable—love for me despite the condition of his truck. It's not that I don't believe in love per se. It's just that I've done the calculations—it won't happen to me. And especially not now when I'm bouncing off rock bottom with the bruises to prove it.