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You’ve heard this story before. Woman feels her biological clock ticking and gets someone to knock her up. Not for love, for baby. Crazy, right? That’s what I thought. Then I found out my fiancé had a vasectomy. The life I thought I had? Nope. Suddenly I’m 33, and I don’t even have a kissing buddy. When my mom’s health takes a turn and I wind up back in my hometown of Fate, Alabama, I tell myself to leave things up to…well, you know. Then I see Gabriel McKellan. He’s Fate’s most famous son, a best-selling author who is beautiful, complicated, and living below me.

When Hope Delancey showed kindness to another slave, she never expected it to put her in the crosshairs of a dangerous man. After weeks of being held captive she's rescued by a gruff, grumpy, intimidating soldier who obviously wishes he was anywhere but in Colombia rescuing her. But Hope sees through the cold exterior to the man underneath, a man she could fall in love with, a man who has already told her he has nothing to offer.

Tate is on the hunt to find his best friend's sister. Eleven years ago, Lucia Dias was abducted. Presumed dead. He never met her, so why does he care? Some might call his efforts noble, but his motivation is more perverse, bordering on obsession. When he follows a chilling lead to Venezuela's Kidnap Alley, what he finds is neither a corpse nor a captive. Amid poisonous lies and crippling depravity, the price of love is devastation. And he pays. With his body, his blood, and her life.

I’ve known my entire life that everyone in Hell wants me dead. They fear me. Not because I’m the Devil’s daughter—well, okay, that may be part of it—but because they think I’m a bad omen. My father was prophesied to have a son. Then I came along, and every resident in Hell believes I’m the beginning of their end. I’m the female version of my father. I’m ruthless because I have to be. I’m a killer, because it’s kill or be killed, and I sure as Hell don’t want to die.

The endgame is fast approaching, and Cutter finds his efforts to kill Atticus and the Rising foiled at every turn. But soon he will realize the power dynamic in the Ends is even more complicated than he could ever imagine. Giant monsters and new dangers lurk in the Ends. Listen at your own risk.

As a publicist for the San Francisco Thunder hockey team, Dixie Braddock is too busy rescuing the players from trouble to get into any of her own. Except, of course, when it comes to the super-hot new goalie. Because when a guy's kiss curls your toes and sets your heart on fire, how the hell do you just walk away? But if anyone ever catches them together, she'll lose her job faster than any slapshot.

For 900 years, I have roamed the earth, a griffin shifter without a clan, an Archai warrior unable to fight the one enemy that matters: my parents’ killer. The only thing I care about? Vengeance. And I’m about to start a war to get it.

Turner West is a busy man. After killing the vampire lord Silas, he hoped to build a safe haven to protect his people and his women from danger, but the land has other plans. New undead killers have emerged, and something unholy has been born - and it wants blood. With his women, his knife, and his will, he will fight against a danger that far surpasses all that has come before, and this time it’s using nature itself to hunt him down.

The Grutex scientist Erusha once considered the fading memories of his past lives to be an unfortunate side effect of the rebirthing process, but now he wishes more than anything that he could forget. The little human is his mate, the light shining in the darkness of his soul. He fears she will never forgive him for the things he’s done, and what will happen when his newly found bondmate discovers Erusha’s horrific past?

Atticus and the Rising are hell-bent on destroying every last Ender still breathing. In short, it's genocide. With Gehn's vision weighing heavily on his mind, Cutter and the women set out for Paris, determined to find their army and start a real revolution, one with more than a chance in hell of success. All the odds are stacked against them. Do you think Cutter cares?

Esme lost the one thing that made her time in captivity with the Grutex bearable. Even now, after her escape from the labs and her tormentor, the memory of those days haunt her. Yet from the depths of her darkest dreams, something precious calls out to her, something she thought she would never have. Esme will risk everything, even her own life, to answer the call and find out what fate has in store for her.

Love was a losing battle for this country music darling and a single dad, baseball star until one night brings them together and one small town sets the playing field for a possible winning streak. They call me Lady Boss. Maneater. Queen. But beneath the makeup, blond wig, and glitzy costumes, I’m just a country girl who likes to sing. I don’t hate men, I’m just struggling to find a good one. I’ve learned my lesson. Fool me once, and it will never, ever happen again. So I’m baffled when I meet Ford Sylver.

I can’t save myself from the cloister, and maybe I never could. The prophet grows more dangerous by the day. His delusions are steeped in blood, and if I’m not careful, that blood will be my own. Despite the growing risk, I still continue the search for the truth, no matter if the thorny path eventually twists back to Adam, guilt in his dark eyes. I’ve seen glimpses of his soul, and I know there is more to him than the monster, but it’s so hard to reach him. I knew when I came here I’d have to fight, I just didn’t realize the war would be waged on so many fronts.

Two months ago, I lost my boat, my cat, and—with my leg in a cast—my income. Until I can walk again, the only job I’m fit for is one few have survived. See, my new boss has a reputation. She's grumpy, no-nonsense, and runs a tight ship. Keeping a firm hold on a movie budget does require nerves of steel, after all. Especially when disaster strikes. When she yells at me, all I hear is the passion in her voice. All I want in those moments is to kiss her until she can't think straight.

In a world where vampires have conquered mankind, Turner West is the only thing they fear. Threaded with silver through his body, he is a Bonemaker - a rare human who can Unmake vampires with a single cut of his blade. Crossing the prairie of what was once the United States, Turner will face a blood-crazed cult, a governor who wants power more than life itself, and a trio of beautiful women who will help him toward his ultimate goal: ridding the world of bloodsuckers. But Turner's exploits have attracted a vampire so old, his very existence threatens what remains of the human race.

Milena Wellington, general manager of the Wellington Plaza, may have been raised in a world of privilege, but she's worked hard for her professional success, and she's not about to let anyone take that from her. The problem? Her love life is in shambles, she's sleeping on her friend's couch, her coworkers are constantly plotting behind her back, and she's stalking an intense, slightly arrogant, tattooed firefighter she had a one-night stand with.

Abducted by alien slavers, along with her group of teenage misfits, Louisa doesn't think her week can get any stranger until two big purple warriors arrive to the rescue - and then fight over who gets to keep her. Not interested in a winner, she clobbers them, but when they regain consciousness, they're even more determined to claim her.

In this sweet and steamy bundle of nostalgic romcoms, five found family friends make their mark in the small southern town dubbed the Hollywood of the South, even as they drift apart, fall in love, and come together again.

When Sparrow Oswald's helicopter is shot down in Africa the last person she expects to come to her rescue is her old friend Ethan Zimmerman. She'd love for there to be more between them but he's not over his wife's death. As they work together to find who is using Ethan's plane to smuggle drugs the spark between them grows. Only question is will Ethan do anything about it.

My name is Courtney Jane Salinger...and I'm sick of games. Sick of the Friday night bar-scene-cum-meat-market. Sick of awful dates and one-night stands, booty calls and guys who don’t call back, mixed messages or no messages and - and - and...I'm sick of all of it. I’m done. It's too hard, and worse: little by little, it's making me hard. It's breaking my heart. What do I want? That's easy. I want a house in suburbia with a white picket fence. I want babies to buckle into a minivan. But most of all, I want to be married. I want a husband.