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I try to enjoy the reputation I've earned as a hotshot music exec, even as I'm careful to hide my checkered past. But after another unfortunate scandal catches me with my pants down (literally), I'm forced to clean up my image. Enter Owen: my best friend's little brother. The adorkable sweetheart is my wholesome polar opposite, which makes him perfect for a little fake relationship publicity. Owen's just out of the closet. He acts shy, but the more time we spend together, the more I glimpse his surprisingly filthy imagination. And the more I can't stop thinking about him.

Playing a lead role in a book-to-movie adaptation with a wild fan base? Sign me up! The only downside is that I'm cast alongside Jacoby "Heartthrob" Hart—Hollywood's golden boy. If only they knew he was an uppity, pompous snob. We don't get along, and if you're reading the tabloids, you'd assume it was because I "stole" his girlfriend, but they have it all wrong. Jacoby and his cold shoulder started this, and now we're set to play lovers. The only thing I'd love to do is strangle him, but I'm a professional.

Who leaves their girlfriend in the woods after a fight? My now ex-boyfriend, that’s who. One fight—okay, a big fight—because I found out he was cheating on me while we were camping, and poof! He left me in the woods. So, I start walking to town, only I end up at the river, where I meet Axel. This guy is huge. With a storm rolling in, I don’t have much choice but to trust him and take shelter in his cabin, since I’ve been walking for hours away from town. Several days of rain wash out the road and it looks like I’m stuck here with my giant.

It's totally normal for two straight guys to do this when they're alone, right? That's what I keep telling myself after I meet Reggie. I'm a pro tennis player, and I usually spend my life on the court. But an embarrassing injury in the middle of the US Open sidelined my career, landing me in the hands of my new athletic trainer. Reggie is a big old jock with an easy smile, and my grumpy butt has never met anyone like him. We start hanging—at the gym and at his place, on the tennis court and out at the bar. I haven't had a real friend in years, and Reggie's big heart warms me deep inside.

Arrogant. Repulsive. Cocky. With an ego almost as big as his… Well, you know. There is no length he wouldn't go to score. To be in control. To win. Life is nothing but a game to him, and I've become nothing more than his little pawn. Something to toy with. To taunt. To mess with. And to hurt. The wicked smirk on his face as he helped upend my entire life is proof of that. He wants to push me to my limit until I'm begging for reprieve. For mercy. Or for more. Mateo Rojas is a force to be reckoned with. He's everything I should run from. He will be my ruin.

The first time I laid eyes on Amir Vasquez, he held me hostage in my dorm. I swore to myself my second year at Savage U would be different from the last. No more hiding from things that go bump in the night. I’m dating now. Making friends. Living my life. But then someone starts leaving me notes and whispering my name in the dark, scaring me right back into my shell.

A war is coming. Charlotte’s managed to secure a powerful alliance with the shifters, but this comes at a cost. The news of her plans to rescue the females has spread, and many aren’t eager for the control it gives Charlotte’s males.

Lark Levitt doesn't belong at Roosevelt College, at least in theory. Most students who attend the university come from wealthy families, and Lark is only a scholarship and a bus ride away from the trailer park where he lives. It's also a dream come true because dance is his life, and their program is one of the most prestigious in the country. But there are bumps in the road, like running into someone from his childhood.

Charlotte’s life was decided for her the moment she was born, but now she’s faced with the opportunity to change the fate of millions of purchased females—and the generations to follow. Her males have agreed to fight to free her kind, righting the mistake they made so many years ago.

A trip to the grocery store changed my life. That's where I bumped into my "straight" coworker and good friend, Jake Perez. I decided to invite him to my book club night, not realizing the chain of events that invite would kick off. Immediately our chemistry became too explosive, making our friendship and work relationship complicated. That same night, a bloody package addressed to me lands on my doorstep. Falling for Jake was never in the plans—then again neither was being targeted by a dangerous stalker. This was going to be interesting.

Clementine Leon's summer plans are ruined. Not only was her study abroad trip canceled at the last second, but now she's stuck in her college town. With her parents overseas, she's out of luck, and the clock's ticking. That's when Clementine's best friend agrees to let her crash at her house-until she can figure something out. Then she meets him. Arlo Santos. Almost twenty years her senior, devilishly good looking, knows how to wear a golden necklace . . . and her best friend's dad. Living under his roof for the summer just got a whole lot hotter.

A witch without magic. A vampire without a cause. And a mysterious death that brings them under the same roof.

At a party on a rival college campus, I drunkenly stumble into a bathroom just as a tall, muscular man steps out of the shower...naked. Instead of fleeing, I stay put and end up having the hottest bathroom hookup with someone whose name I don’t know. Because I’m still in the closet, I don’t talk about what happened that night, glad that it was with a guy who doesn’t live in the same town. But come Monday morning, the naked man from the bathroom strolls into the locker room and locks eyes with me.

Val has never considered love real. Not tangible, not attainable, nothing more than fiction. Until he came along. Dominant. Insufferable. Bossy. Pyro didn't plan to fall in love. He didn't have time to until a stubborn cupid shot into his life like an arrow soaring through the sky. Now, he wants to prove to Valentine that love is real and Pyro won't give up on him no matter what.

A wolf shifter thinks I'm his mate. Not going to happen. I'm half-siren and all single. No way am I giving up my freedom for some delusional furball. Even if he's kind of cute. And considerate. And has warm eyes.

I’ve always been the brother who everyone calls the flirt. The one who isn’t too serious, the one who is a little…different. And I don’t mind that title. In fact, I use my ability to think outside of the box to help my family in their business. I’m also known as the player, although, I haven’t…suited up in a while. So maybe that’s why I’ve become completely infatuated with my old childhood friend Piper Abernathy. Just saying her name makes me itch beneath my skin. I want to know what she’s thinking, how she spends her days, and I fantasize what her hair smells like. Weird, right?

Since I can remember, I’ve been a pawn in someone’s game. Danger was looming but never enough to harm me. Until now. Then he came along. My new bodyguard. The only person who saw past my edges. Meanwhile, I was rooted deep in a web of deception, trying to save myself.

A delusional dragon shifter thinks I need his help. Ha. I'm a detective. Why would I need help from an exotic dancer on a case that involves dark magic? We're searching for demons, not dollars. Lucas is persistent, as if he's burned his brain flying too close to the sun. But I don't need this scaly shifter's help solving crimes. Or his all-too-personal attention.

Life as a Las Vegas fake wedding coordinator has never been boring. Unfortunately for me, it just got a little too exciting...the bad kind of exciting that lands you in the emergency room. On the bright side, it was a hot paramedic who showed up to save the day. Sure, he’s a bit cocky, but it works for him. And now I can’t get him out of my mind...which was the good kind of exciting until it wasn’t. Until one date turned into a fake marriage fiasco. Now I don’t know if we’re really falling for each other or if it’s all an act.

My vampire boyfriend is acting strange. Is it the seven-month itch? We've passed that milestone, but maybe our relationship has become routine. My best friend thinks I should spice things up. That might be easy for a half-siren, but I'm a witch. I can master spells, not seduction. My awkward attempt proves it. I'll stick to dancing in clubs rather than my bedroom. Although Diego claims nothing's wrong with us, he's still distant. He's keeping something from me, but what? Then I learn his gorgeous ex is in Salem, and she wants him back. Vamp, please. You had your chance.