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Between a judgmental beauty-advice-columnist mom who sends clothes several sizes too small and social-media sex-shaming her senior year of high school, Faith Lacerna needs a self-confidence boost. Being a freshman at Fortis University in Silicon Valley will be fine, as long as she doesn't attract attention. Except wearing oversized hoodies in sunny California isn't the best choice for blending in. When football jock Caleb St. John shows interest, she recommits to studying anything but the hot tight end.

My twin brother, Faer, wants to see me either dead or married to the sea prince and dragged into the deep. He doesn't care which, as long I lose my claim on our throne. But I can't abandon our people to his cruelty. At least I have three of the best knights in the four Fae kingdoms on my side: Azrael, the charming prince who hates to love me. Duncan, the grouchy warrior who loves to hate me. And Tiron, my true friend - who has his own secrets that just might drown us.

Boredom and booze inspire Jac Lanier to accept an unusual wager from her best friend to seduce Lauren Blaine, a beautiful coworker, within a month. One small problem: The woman is straight. Not to mention engaged. And a complete stranger. Nonetheless, Jac is pretty confident that she'll win. Naturally, her plan goes awry - after all, if you sow an onion seed, you won't harvest a peach. Will Jac reap the bitter fruit of her games when the truth comes out? Will Lauren turn the tables on her?

Life was chaotic and unpredictable; made up of a series of events - a collection of firsts. First crush. First kiss. First love. Between the murky waters, I'd found salvation. And it was all because of him - the broody alpha who appeared at the time I needed him most. He promised me things and showed me the life I could have. But all it took was one moment to destroy everything. Nothing else mattered. No one else mattered. It was him and me against the world. Until it wasn't. I hadn't known just how forbidden our love was.

Carter Griffin, enforcing officer for the Seattle Wolf Pack, has a problem. He's been offered the promotion of his dreams...if he can find a wife to prove he's over his playboy ways. But Carter's already walked the matrimonial road and bought the stinkin' t-shirt. Besides, a werewolf only gets one fated mate. Been there, done that.

Logan Black, former Marine and bodyguard for the Seattle Wolf Pack, hates weddings and has no plan to walk the path to matrimonial misery. But when he's hired to protect a hot-to-trot wedding planner with a werewolf stalker, he's forced to put his feelings aside. Not such an easy task when the damsel can turn him on with a single smoldering glance.

Ben Riggs says he loves me. He says he hasn't stopped thinking about me since he broke my heart and chased me out of town all those years ago. I say, liar liar pants on fire. And boy, do those bright yellow, flame-resistant fireman pants look good on him. I'm aching to feel those big, rough hands clenching on my hips and to collect on the illicit promises burning in his dark blue eyes. Self-control goes up in flames every time he flashes that arrogant smile. So I give in - because a woman has needs. (Am I right, ladies?) He can have my body, but my heart is off-limits.

I can't stand Clinton Alvarez. My life was meticulously organized, painstakingly structured, and impeccably sanitary...until he rolled into town with his bad manners, his short temper, and his cocky smirk. Now, he's opened up his grungy barbershop right next door to my pristine cupcake shop, bringing along his clientele of sketchy, leather-loving motorcycle guys with broken noses. He's infuriating. Having him around brings out the worst in me. All of a sudden, I'm acting on impulse.

My name may be Romeo, but I'm far from romantic. My brother betrayed the family, forcing me into the role of underboss beneath the criminal mastermind that is our father. I've never been a merciless criminal, and my father tests my resolve by giving me a stolen woman, knowing the situation disturbs me. What he doesn't know is the disheveled beauty intrigues me.

CAL: She doesn't trust me. And she's damn right not to. I get what I want, when I want it. Especially when what I want is Andi Wagner. All legs and sass and pouty lips. We've been dancing around each other for a while now. It's only a matter of time before she gives in to the inevitable. But when she finally comes to me, it's for a reason I never would have guessed in a million years. I'll bring in the entire force of the Stone Kings MC to protect her. I'll lay down my life if I need to. But when this is through-assuming we both survive it - she's going to be mine. All mine.

A stunt car driver, an MI5 agent, a gigolo . . . Finn Montoya tells everyone she meets she has a different profession. It's all part of keeping people at a distance while still being a part of the world around her. Really, she's an accomplished writer who has taken being a mystery to heart. At least that way, she can stay safe. Under no circumstances can her past catch up with her. Angie Davis just wanted some simple time with her daughter. But when the paparazzi swarm the café she and Luna are at, she has no choice but to accept the help of a handsome stranger.

I knew I’d never have the luxury of choosing my own wife. An arranged marriage was a sacrifice men in my position had to make for their families. It wasn’t something I looked forward to, but it had to be done. I just never imagined my father would choose her to be my bride: Daniela Moretti, the daughter of my enemy...and I intended to treat her as such. Since the day she set foot in my house as my wife, my loathing of her turned into something deadlier than hate. Her strength intrigued me. Her fight seduced me. And I started seeing more in her than just Moretti blood.

Roxy Quinn - tattooed goddess, daughter of punk rockers, and general beautiful badass - thought she’d never see Edward Cavendish III again. The wealthy British hotelier wandered into her dingy New York City tattoo parlor, a little drunk and a lot brokenhearted. And very, very charming. After a night of panty-disintegrating passion, Roxy sends him on his way. She has zero time to pursue the suit-wearing sex god. Not when her business is failing. Not when her employees are counting on her.

Years ago, I fell in love with an angel. Only problem: her brother was in a rival MC. My prez gave me an ultimatum: her or my club. Fool that I was, I chose the club. Years later, I run into her when she moves back to town. She still hurts from the way I treated her back then. But this time, I'm not giving her up. Her brother's club and mine are still bitter enemies. And claiming Kat threatens to throw us into full-on war. But none of that matters. I'm going to win her back. This time, Kat is mine. No matter the cost.

"Come up to my room with me...." The invitation came in a deep, husky voice as I was sobbing into my floral arrangement and consuming all the alcohol during the lowest night of my life. I should have said no. It was wrong to accept the handsome soldier's offer. But I was hurting. I wanted those rough hands and those soft lips and that sculpted body on me. I was never supposed to see him again. But two years later, he's here - in Copper Heights - just as tall, rugged, and charming as the night we met.

JJ Schneider has it all. A high-octane career as a pro snowboarder. A ride-or-die crew. A seven-figure sponsorship deal. None of it makes up for losing the love of his life. It's been a year since Raquel Sfeir walked away. From the man she loved. From the job of her dreams. She's done with enabling extreme athletes to risk their lives for the next thrill...especially the one who chose his career - and its dangers - over her.

I never had a home until I was an adult, living in foster care as a kid. Now, I have a family, one I chose for me. But I'd always longed for a man I could call my forever. Instead, I found two, and they both want me. So how do I choose between them?

Do it right, or don’t do it at all. London Chantelle’s mantra has brought her to the brink of success as a public relations consultant. Landing a contract with Whitestone International will push her career to the next level - if her ideas get past the firm’s legal “Gladiator”, Carson Drake. When he enters the boardroom, filling it with his commanding presence, her belly flips in a way that spells trouble.

Ben McCallister wasn't like any man attorney Harper Finch had ever dated. For one, his hands were rough and calloused from working all day at his mechanic shops; two, his muscled arms, back, and chest were covered in tattoos; and three, he rode a Harley. The men Harper dated were the ones her daddy would approve of: white-collar, with hands as soft as hers, and the most ink any of them had ever had was a fraternity seal that stayed hidden under short sleeves.

I probably didn't make a great first impression. Rushing through his apartment door - practically naked aside from the plastic shower cap on my head - and charging for his bathroom as if my skin was on fire. What was I supposed to do? Wait around for a white knight to swoop through my bathroom window with a wrench and a toilet plunger to save me from my faulty plumbing situation? Insert eye roll here. Anyway, that's the story of how I met my new landlord.