For the past five years, I’ve been slaving away at my work, just trying to keep him out of my mind. I never thought that I would see him again. I didn’t think it was going to be possible since he ran far away. Then one day, my friend shows me a photo that turns my world upside down. Cory Baker, a sexy, burly man who has really filled out since the last time I saw him. Ex-military, brooding, but still seems to love me. I try to fight my desires towards him, afraid that the past would repeat itself. I didn’t care at this point, I just wanted him to be back in my life.

Experience the adventure of this epic fantasy box set featuring nine books of dragon riding excitement… Dragons and dragon riders are all that stands between Ragond and total annihilation. But Ragond is a realm that exists beside Earth, and when portals begin to open, everyone is in danger.

I thought hiring an alien transport to get me off Earth would be the end of my problems, not the start of them. But that’s exactly what happens when my original pilot is a no-show, and the new one considers himself an expert on humans and is more familiar with me than I’d prefer. Hsinth wants something, but I’m not sure that in my pants is it. When our ship crashes in the snow-strewn wasteland of an ancient battleground and pushes my carefully constructed plans off-course, most of my patience goes out the iced-over window.

I was fine by myself in the Rogue lands. I was fine living off of the land away from everyone who could piss me off. But when I come across her, I'm struck by the sudden possessive need to have her. I should push her away. I tell her to leave once she's healed because I'm afraid. I don't want her to get hurt because of me.

I have a one-night stand and you’ll never guess who it is! I guess I’m just really, really nervous about my new job. I’ll be working for a reclusive billionaire, my first job right out of college. It’s a bit terrifying. That’s why I end up going to a bar to find a guy to help me blow off stream. Tony sure does a great job of that. I’m blown away and very happy. At least, I’m happy until I find out that Tony is Anthony Cartell, my new billionaire boss. FML! Now what?

Former Air Force Combat Rescue Officer, Rafe Cross, has seen it all, not only while in uniform but as an operative on the elite Maverick Ops security team that has a reputation of doling out hard justice. However, nothing could have prepared him for his current assignment in his hometown of Canyon Ridge, Texas. When bones are unearthed in a shallow grave, Rafe and the town's sheriff, Bree O'Neil, are convinced they've stumbled upon the remains of their long-lost friend, and the discovery not only threatens to tear the town apart, but it also spurs a killer to come after them.

I gave Grant Jackman a letter he should never have seen! I had to work up the courage to write a letter to stand up for myself, but I did it. Then, I left it in the wrong mailbox: Grant’s mailbox! I find that out the next day, and I’m embarrassed when I come by to pick it up. Then, I go gaga over him. Grant must be the sexiest man I’ve ever met. He’s tall, muscular, older than me, and so damned handsome I can’t even think.

Ex-cop Maxwell Fear knows all too well what can happen to a witness of a violent crime—which is why he has no choice but to protect her. Sloane Robertson is no longer the woman he met at a dinner party, or the woman he kissed at the front door. She’s a client, a job, nothing more than a person who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong damn time.

I had one job. One responsibility. Lust wasn't a distraction that I had time for, and love was even further off the table. My career was demanding and required my undivided attention which left little time for romance. But when my sister went missing after meeting a guy from the same dating app as the beautiful way too young for me college student that I had been assigned to protect, everything changed.

Trapped in the grip of Ioannis' prison, a group of women endured unspeakable horrors, their lives seemingly lost to despair. But when fate brings together an unlikely alliance of men determined to free their mates, hope rises. Each couple's story is one of love, survival, and the unbreakable bond that forms when two souls refuse to surrender—even when the odds seem insurmountable.

Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.