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With college graduation behind me and a highly coveted internship with the most prestigious event planner in the country awaiting me in New York City, I’m ready to say farewell to Vegas and reward all my years of disciplined hard work with one passionate night in a sexy stranger’s bed. The hookup was anonymous, only first names exchanged, so imagine my surprise when I find out he’s not only a new client’s brother, but my brother’s new boss. And the chemistry is still crackling between us.

In Nebula Award-winning author Sam J. Miller’s devastating debut short-fiction collection—featuring an introduction by Amal El-Mohtar—queer infatuation, inevitable heartbreak, and brutal revenge seamlessly intertwine. Whether innocent, guilty, or not even human, the boys, beasts, and men roaming through Miller’s gorgeously crafted worlds can destroy listeners, yet leave them wanting more.

Three blissful weeks on the beautiful island of Maui are exactly what I need.... Hula dancers, Mai Tais with cocktail umbrellas, and golden beaches - what more could I want? Then I see her, and I realize she’s exactly what I want. She was locked outside of her hotel room, all buttoned-up in a suit definitely not appropriate for a vacation, and wearing a fierce take-no-shit stance. But I couldn’t help noticing the pain behind her eyes....

On the day of Adam and Anna's wedding, she won't be there, and he'll lay everything on the line to get her back. With the help of former covert operatives, Adam works to track down Anna's last steps to discover what happened to her, never believing her to be a "runaway bride". But as the truth unravels, and the McGregor family finds themselves under attack, Adam must not only rescue Anna in time, but keep his family from danger, as well.

One year ago, my knight in shining armor stepped out of the fog and rescued me. With a simple thank you and an "I owe you one," I was on my way. Little did I know, that was only the start of our deranged story. Now, our parents are married and we're living under the same roof. Rome presents himself as a masked villain with strikingly good looks and a hypnotic appeal. Girls want him. His friends want to be him. But I only want to run from him.

When a rogue wave strips Tess Dunn of her bikini top, desperate, half-naked times call for desperate, please-cover-me-kids-are-coming-closer measures. Enter Lucas Karlsson, aka that flirty Swede-in-the-water-nearby. When he prevents her bare buoys from being exposed to fellow vacationers, even an ocean can't drown the sparks that fly.

A DeAngelis family war is brewing and these heathens are the vicious ringleaders, pulling the strings of their pawns for the greatest show of all—a show that will guarantee sweet, sweet victory.

Betrayal cuts deeper than any knife stabbed through your back. It slices through you and makes you wish for the sweet demise of a bullet shot straight out of Carver’s gun. I trusted them. King, Cruz, Grayson, and Carver were not only the Kings of Ravenwood Heights but the kings of my heart, and now...they’re my executioners. They took away everything I had. They stole my heart and made me believe in love. I should have trusted my gut. They gave me hope, and I was a fool who followed them blindly. Never again.

I’ve loved Jaxon Calloway since I was 13. I married him at 22 and left him three years later. He wanted everything I couldn’t give him. A doting wife, a perfect family, a white picket fence, and game nights. It’s not that I didn’t want to be his wife anymore. I just wanted something more—a career. So when an opportunity came up, it was easier to make him hate me than have him think he wasn’t enough. Now, days after our divorce is final, I find myself thrust back in the town we grew up in, down the street from the house we once owned together.

There are a lot of things to call me, but most just call me Rogue. A name feared by the truly unforgivable who betray The Gambit, our leader King, and our extensive criminal network. After all, I may run the hit men for the crew, but I personally only take on those who deserve it. I do have some morals left. When I’m tracked down by a security team that wants me on their side, it’s an easy choice to unite and attempt to take down their corrupt bosses, and mine, too. So long as they’re willing to help me in return.

Two hotter-than-hell boyfriends to juggle, one merciless archangel who wants me dead, and then there's Francis. I still don't know what his deal is, and after that fateful night in the caves beneath the Academy, I'm not sure I want to know. Everything around me is changing, but I'm the same. I'm still the only human. No powers, no special skills to speak of. Just a prophecy that says a human will one day retire the most powerful Grim Reaper alive, but I doubt I'm the savior the supernatural world has been waiting for. If I am, the implications are too horrible.

A mysterious outbreak has spread quickly, ravaging the globe. The illness is debilitating and deadly. Those who suffer from the virus succumb to a horrible death. Unfortunately, it doesn't end there. The infection transforms them into an unstoppable force of mindless killing machines. At the onset of the epidemic, Nila Carter and her family retreated to her father's cabin in search of safety and seclusion from all that transpired around them. With supplies, fresh water and fertile ground, they were joined by a handful of strangers and positioned themselves for long-term survival.

I’m Alana Mitchell, and for my 20th birthday, I got a brand-new magical destiny instead of the laptop I was saving for. I’m a witch. I have powers I can’t control, enemies I know nothing about, and a legacy I can’t begin to grasp. There’s a shadow world out there, waiting to swallow me whole...a world I didn’t even know existed until I used my magic and unleashed hell upon my naïve self.

A mysterious deal maker. A ruthless businessman. And now he's on her board of directors.... Holly McGregor shouldn't be attracted to someone with ulterior motives at her company. But she can't avoid his unforgiving stare, deny their electric chemistry, or resist his touch, his mouth, the dangerous invitation she sees in his eyes. Her family hates him, and the city fears him, but she knows there's another side to Sebastian Renaud because he slipped - he let her witness the light beneath the dark.

For years, I studied Tristano at the club. I'd mimic his commands, dominating the most powerful, dangerous men. Now, he wants me to submit to him—the opposite role I usually play. So we make a deal. But the urges we think we'll overcome, we can't. When we finally come to terms with our secret, his enemy tries to destroy us. Then I wake up, not remembering anything. And the man who claims I'm his makes my skin crawl.

Penelope Carter has won the "wild child" award for years. Determined to bring joy instead of irritation over the holidays, she's arrived at River Rock to stay at her cousins brewery during the holidays, ready to earn her way off the naughty list. But when a few too many Christmas cocktails and a devilishly sexy cop from her past derail her plans, the nice list looks unreachable. The last time Darryl Wilson saw Penelope, he was 17-years-old and had given her a hot first kiss.

Maria's one-night-stand—the thick-thighed, sexy Viking of a man she left without a word or a note—just reappeared. Apparently, Peter's her surly Gods of the Gates co-star, and they're about to spend the next six years filming on a desolate Irish island together. She still wants him...but he now wants nothing to do with her.

I’m Mac. You probably even recognize the sound of my voice.... Because I’m the radio host that wakes up most of Sacramento every morning. Everyone knows me, knows my reputation. Ladies’ man, bad boy, eternally single commitment-phobe. I have my own reasons for needing to stay single, my own demons to battle with. Except, after one hell of a drunken accident, I’ve woken up married. To a gorgeous green-eyed girl, Kelley, who I only met yesterday in a coffee shop. This playboy is off the market. The only question is...for how long?

From the shadows, I’ve tracked her every move. I was just supposed to watch her. But now, I can’t stop. She’s my obsession. My addiction. My poison. Watching her isn’t enough. The savage in me won’t be satisfied until I take her and make her mine. One taste and I’m hooked. Too bad for her...I’m never letting her go.

It should have been simple. Go to the ball, meet the prince, and secure his patronage for my favorite charity. But beneath the mask, the brooding beast of a man was not at all who I expected. He was dark and intense and eerily quiet. When I left, I could still feel the ghost of his touch branded into my skin. He haunted my dreams, but I never expected to see him again. Then he came for me.