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Small town, big dreams, a nightmare I never expected. I grew up with stars in my eyes and dreams beating a soft staccato in my heart. Career, marriage, then family. I knew what I wanted. How I wanted it. I never expected him. Mason Miller. Charming, arrogant, sadistic. He ruined everything. He ruined me

After my ex dumps my possessions on the sidewalk, cleans out our bank account, and steals my landscaping business, I'm once again submitting job applications. It’s that or no roof over my head. With the Intergalactic Employment Agency’s help, I land a position as a gardener for the owners of an off-world alien castle. Other than needing to tackle a rogue vine infesting the front shrubs, it’s an easy job. Best of all, I work alongside Dekrin, a dirty-mouthed fellow gardener who enjoys rolling in mud and wearing low-slung pants.

She’s booked every weekend, and her name is quickly becoming well known in the area. So it comes as a shock when her booking agent slowly stops calling her. That is, until she runs into the musician who’s been stealing her gigs. She can’t deny he has a voice to die for and the body of a god, but neither helps the fact that his personality is pure poison. Their exchanges never fail to boil her blood, but it’s a game she starts to look forward to, and she’s determined not to back down first.

He’s a master of the human mind. But can he get away with murder? Dr. Eric Leroy hungers for literary fame. Exhausted after years of listening to his rich clients wallowing in their worries, the psychiatrist intends to pursue his true passion of writing murder mysteries. And with his most obnoxious patient in mind, he crafts a killer plot to write exactly what he knows.... The nation is shocked when a famous Seattle resident and his wife are found dead in their upscale Madison Park neighborhood. It looks like murder-suicide, but Detective Blake Stephenson isn't convinced.

Immortal vampire assassin Sirius Sinister has a healthy libido that constantly results in bad relationship decisions. But when he’s served divorce papers by Bloodsucker Number One - a shady woman from his past - he realizes there’s a major problem: He was never even married to her, or so he thought. Regardless of the truth, Sirius is put under the jurisdiction of Immortal Divorce Court.

After Captain John Carlisle’s dance with death, he’s retreated to the serenity of the Oneida village with his beloved Dellis McKesson to hide from the inevitable truth that war is coming to the Mohawk River Valley. When duty calls, and John’s expertise is needed to negotiate a treaty with the Six Nations of the Iroquois and the Crown, he’ll once again be forced to decide between his conscience and his king.

Ava: I was about to land my dream writing job when I hit a plot twist. See, I inherited a fixer-upper inn in my small hometown. Where my first love—the guy who broke my heart—still lives. I wish I could say our chemistry had disappeared. But it hasn’t. So now, I have to figure out how to walk down memory lane without repeating history. Because there’s no way I can afford to give him a second chance....

After watching my cousins and siblings fall in love, I’m happily avoiding that insanity. No longer on active duty, I’m thrilled to get a job with NCIS in Hawaii. Better yet, my cousin and his wife have their rental house open for me. Only problem is Lalani.

George thought he’d finally escaped Shawna by picking up an easy bartending gig in Bocas del Toro, Panama. With an extra 400 dollars per month to edit an online love column keeping him afloat, he spends his days swimming and drinking beers with his roommate PJ. Does the occasional female tourist ever sleep over? Sure. But that’s nothing compared to PJ’s scorecard. PJ should be registered with the center for disease control. Warm water, cold beers, and no Shawna - life couldn’t be better on the island. Until George takes a little road trip to Colombia.

A pioneer in the field of criminal xenoarchaeology, Aphra recognises no law, has no fear and possesses no impulse control. To her, the true worth of the galactic relics she discovers isn’t found in a museum, but in an arsenal. This viewpoint has led to a lot of misunderstandings. After her latest plan goes horribly wrong, her criminal past is on the verge of catching up to her, when suddenly Darth Vader, terror of the galaxy, swoops in with his lightsaber ignited and...saves her life?

Friends for life, that's what college gave these three handsome men. So when Bennett called Nax back to New York City to help their grieving buddy, Josh, Nax packed his things—and his son!—and flew 3000 miles to lend a smile. But Bennett's met a new girl with the last name of Tuck. And Christina's not the only Tuck around. With Nax's divorce hanging overhead... And him out of his element, are things about to get Tucking crazy?

Growing up in foster homes was tough, but with determination, I've managed to build a secure life for myself. By day, I’m a registered nurse. By night, I’m “Emily Steel”, fantasy fiction author.

The sequel to Bocas, Bronte follows George to Australia. PJ left a little surprise back home. And her name is Charlotte.

Matt Bowers' life ended at 16, when a vicious betrayal by someone who he should have been able to trust left him a shell of himself, fighting OCD and PTSD, living in constant fear, and always running. When he buys a remote tract of land, he thinks he’s found the perfect place to hide from the world and attempt to establish some peace. For 10 years, he believes he’s found a measure of comfort, until the day a stranger begins to run on Matt’s road.

My success defines me. Nothing can hold me down. Not tragedy, not circumstances or accidents, not family. I overcame every setback and hurdle that fate threw my way, and now, as a self-made billionaire, I can say that anything is possible. Almost anything. A stranger saved my life after a car accident that left me on a razor’s edge, fighting for my life. That beautiful girl with turquoise eyes. And when I recovered, I couldn’t repay that unconditional kindness. I couldn’t even thank her. She was gone.

Every city hides a few sins. In Manhattan, what I did to Jesse Somerset was mine. Five years ago, I spent the night with my brother's best friend. Only my brother doesn't know it. Now he's back in my life...and in need of a phony wife. And I know I'm going to sin again....

World War II started two months ago. And then fizzled out like a wet fuse, at least in Europe. An otherworldly army has invaded Earth. The Axis and the Allies must work together if they are to stop it. Ernst Haufmann, Director of Ahnenerbe, the German Reich's research into the occult, thinks he knows a way to stop the invasion forces so that Germany can once again resume its own plans for world domination. The powers behind the invasion from Aerth believe so as well. They'll do anything to find the ancient artifact Ernst seeks before Ernst does.

When I took a nanny job in a distant colony caring for two young boys who recently lost their mother, I expected I'd grow to love them. Having experienced loss myself, I knew how hard it was to heal. What I didn't expect was to fall for their father, a big, burly alien with scars on his body that mirror those in my soul. Between teaching the boys and bringing fun back into their lives, I get to know Firoh, a guy I sense needs love as much as I do. It isn't long before I can see myself living in this alien colony forever, as long as I can be with Firoh and his sons.

The moment I turned at the sound of her voice, my world shifted. Nervous, sweet, and completely off-limits, Harley Jacobs, was standing there, eyeing me with purpose. Once the fiery beauty claimed me, I didn't stand a chance. She became my siren, a constant that kept away my darkness. Gave me a shot at a beauty I'd never thought possible. The day I left her behind, my purpose was clear. Become the man worthy of her. Now, I'm back. The rebellious teenage bad-boy is long gone.

Vidanric reminds me daily that he despises Earth and wants to go home. He’s miserable, and so am I—even though I can’t help but admire the view when he’s standing shirtless in my kitchen making a smoothie. Loudly. At three in the morning. My horoscope didn’t prepare me for any of this. He chewed up and ate one of the inspirational notes I gave him. He cooks squirrels in my cast-iron skillet. He complains nonstop about my annoying Earth-girl habits. This alien’s not grumpy—he’s downright hostile.