Can a former jock and nerd with two broken hearts find a way to mend it into one? Brandon: Kevin was my everything. He was my first kiss, my first lover, and my first boyfriend. His piercing blue eyes, shoulder-length blonde hair, and ripped basketball physique were the eye candy I needed to get through my rigorous academic day. He was the man I would spend the rest of my life with, but everything changed when his teammate Robbie caught us about to make love. The affectionate, bi-curious guy disappeared, and a closeted angry jock replaced him. After that, my life was never the same. So, ...

Greyson Stone is the president of the Stone Kings MC, and he's seriously bad news. He's big and bad, dripping with menace, and covered in tattoos. He has the kind of dominant swagger that should make me want to run away.... Instead, it makes me fantasize about him. Even though I know he's a thug. Even though men like him caused the violence that ended my father's life.... One rough, demanding night with Greyson, and I don't know how to walk away. Even when life depends on it....

Yeah, I'm trouble . . . so what? Women seem to like it. That and my big . . . bank account. Who am I kidding? They like what I can do with my tongue too. I had a good thing going. Until my father threatened to cut me off if I didn't settle down. So I picked the one woman he couldn't object to. Falling for her was never part of the plan.

Kelley Pierce is my person. He has been since the 9th grade. He gets me like no one else does. My quirks. My love of pros/cons lists. My need to have everything under control. He accepts me just as I am, because he is the perfect...friend. My best friend. But Kelley is also totally gorgeous. And confident. And tempting.

Though I was born with the ability to see the dead, I struggled with it until my brother was killed and his ghost was left behind. Now, I’m determined to figure out who is responsible for his death…the problem is that Detective Maddox Booker, the one working the case, is a grumpy and stubborn man who wants nothing to do with me and definitely doesn’t believe in ghosts. It doesn’t help that I keep finding myself looking ridiculous in front of the detective, thanks to interfering ghosts who enjoy laughing at my expense.

My name is Trace. I'm an ex-marine turned lawyer whos looking to settle down. One day I decide to make a routine trip to the local bookshop which turns out to be anything but routine. It turns out that while I am out there looking to find a gift for my assistant, my eyes happen to gaze upon the curvy, young show owner. She has a figure that is straight out of a dream. I want her. Badly. And I will do whatever it takes to make sure she belongs to me. She needs to know. She is to be desired. People call me Ari. I am a young and determined shop owner who runs my store day in and day out with ...

Flex is only a month into a pairing he never saw coming, and now he’s skidding into a holiday season with some big changes happening in his life. He’s always been a lone wolf, but his new mate is teaching him the value of his Pack of misfit shifters. The werewolves he once resented are showing him a different side, and teaching him about himself in ways he never expected. He wants to help his new human mate grow her confidence, and settle into the Pack, but werewolves are dangerous and his protective instincts are kicked up as she gets rattled from all sides. This will be the biggest ...

Shane is straight out of prison, and plans to wreck everything dear to the man who put him behind bars. And number one on that list is Rosen, Ed Beck’s son. Shane’s plan is to incriminate the boy, but when the dreamy blue eyes meet his, Shane can think of a hundred other ways to ruin Rosen right under his father’s nose.

Sometimes life just wasn’t fair. She’s Amish, and I’m Maverick, and nowhere near perfect. Loving Rebecca Cover was both the easiest and the hardest thing I ever did. Falling in love with her was effortless, but everything else was complicated. As an Amish woman under my protection, Rebecca’s innocence and beauty were undeniable, even beneath her modest attire. It was only my willpower that kept me from crossing boundaries. And she was making it harder and harder. I had no willpower when it came to Maverick. He was assigned to guard me, but who would guard him from my affection? ...

Let me make a few things clear. I didn’t go to the wedding intending to dance with the best man, to dare him to show me a very sexy pic on his phone, or to accidentally kiss him in the hotel elevator after the reception ended. But things just happen at weddings. The next day, Crosby and I agree to put all those shenanigans behind us. The fun-loving, stupidly gorgeous, all-star baseball player might be my brother’s best friend, but he’s my good friend too and has been for years. I can't risk losing him, even though now I can't stop thinking about how I want him to be my first.