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Spencer Crane thinks I’m a human tornado. I think he’s a calendar app come to life. While he schedules? I spin-out. When I spontaneously combust? He overcompensates. And this is why convincing my new boss to hire him is a completely brilliant idea. You see, workplace romance is forbidden, but attraction between total opposites like Spencer and me is a non-issue. I only wish I hadn’t discovered Mr. Clark Kent Glasses is (secretly) scorchingly hot. Even worse, he’s funny and chivalrous, and shoving me straight out of my Tess the Mess comfort zone.

Thorne Point sunk its claws in me at a young age. I refused to let its harsh truths snuff out my light. When an attempt to kidnap me is stopped, I know they'll never give up. The city's seedy underbelly won't let me escape forever. My only choice is to run into the arms of monsters for safety. The Crows have a terrifying reputation, and Levi Astor lives up to it. But my protective monster will never be worse than the ones who buried their ugliness deep in me.

He keeps watching me. I can't help but look back. He's gorgeous: tall, messy dark hair, and those intensely blue eyes captivating me. My life hasn't been easy by any means. Because of that I've had to grow up much faster than normal women do. I think that's why our age difference doesn't bother me at all. I wish it didn't bother him because this attraction isn't going away anytime soon and, in truth, I don't want it to. He could very possibly be my happily-ever-after and no matter how much he tries, I'm not going to let him talk me out of it until we give this a fighting chance.

When a tornado tears through her hometown of Summertown, Illinois, wreaking havoc on the people she loves, social media manager Emma Woods has no choice but to head back home from her life in the big city to help rebuild. She's determined to use her social media savvy to put Summertown back on the map in time for the annual Garden Fest with rival town Middlebrook. Summertown really needs that prize money now. And if she can avoid Matteo Rourke—the reason she left Summertown in the first place—all the better.

There’s no redemption for a man with his past. No future for a relationship built on stalking and kidnapping. At least, that’s what he believes. When he meets Daphne again, she’s not a piece of art. She’s a woman determined to paint a new path. For herself. For him. Except the ocean holds more than shadows. It holds danger that could ruin them both.

All I want for Christmas this year is to be able to spend more time with my son and to finally move us out of our cramped apartment. I have the perfect plan to make my holiday dreams come true. All I have to do is convince my boss I'm the right person for the manager position that's available at the resort I work for. It finally seems like Santa is going to grant my wish, until one Jace Petersen, the owner of a national chain of sporting goods stores, walks into my life. More like literally falls on me. Worst first impression ever.

My name is Easton Donovan, and I massively screwed up. I should've given her the world. Should've been everything she deserved. Instead, I broke her like every promise I've ever made. The darkness tells me to let her go. Memories of my past keep me from letting her in. Someone should tell her that loving me is a losing game. Just being around her is a high I've never known. If she knows what's good for her, she'll cut me off. Given the chance, I'll ruin her the way I've done to others. But with the bomb she just dropped, she's here to stay.

My parents warned me to never date a coworker, but did I listen? Oh, no. I thought Jackson Montgomery and I had a forever kind of thing going. We even have the cutest couple's name, PB & J, short for Presley Benson and Jackson. I guess he didn't think it was all that cute because he just broke up with me. To make matters worse, he's the newly appointed vice principal for the school where I teach drama, which makes him my boss. That probably means he won't want to make out in the prop room anymore.

I need to tear my eyes away from Jake Jacobs—immediately. One glance at the hot older lawyer, and I knew I was in trouble. Jake unwrapped me like his little Christmas present, even though I was his new employee who he absolutely shouldn't have claimed... He wasn't the only one that broke the rules at his law firm. Jake's associates, Zachary and Thomas, also made my body tingle in ways that it never had before.

Astrid Anderson Bouchard, a creative free spirit, has one last item on her birthday bucket list before she starts graduate school. She’s determined to hookup with Jesse Lambert and get over her long-standing crush once and for all. No more fantasizing about the guy who saved her very clumsy teen self from public humiliation at hockey camp. No more comparing him to every man she dates. One and done, and she can move on with her life.

My name is Zayn Bronsyn, and I think I screwed up. I wasn't supposed to fall, especially not for her. She's in a league of her own, and I'm just her brother's scumbag friend. The last time I saw her, she was thirteen with braces. Now, she's back from boarding school with an hourglass body that'll bring me to my knees. If Easton finds out I hooked up with his sister, he might actually kill me. She's too innocent, too perfect for a guy like me, but I can't resist dragging her into my messed-up world. Amelia Donovan might be the one to revive my blackened heart.

For him, Sturgis Motorcycle Rally is like heaven on earth. For her, it's a living hell. Jonas "TwatKnot" Murphy descends on Sturgis with a fairly simple plan. 1. Drink his weight in alcohol. 2. Get laid. 3. Live Bike Week to the fullest. Offending the curvaceous bartender was not on that list. Nor was chasing after her to apologize. But she's under his skin now, and even her smart mouth won't stop him now.

A chance encounter with two members from a local MC changed my life, but not in a good way. At least, not at first. After being tortured because of who my biological father was, a man I'd only met a handful of times, the president of the club gave me two choices. Either end up in the ground or become a prospect for the Knights Corruption. My decision was a no brainer. I fought alongside them in a war against a rival club, teetering between life and death multiple times, but I wouldn't change a thing because belonging to the KCMC allowed me to meet the love of my life.

You have to be pretty desperate to consult someone referred to as the "Drunken Psychic" for insight into your perennially single status. Because tonight, after trying to make heads or tails of the psychic's mysterious pronouncements about my love life, I arrive home to find a man on my couch.

Deva Kent spent most of her life dreaming of escaping. She hated being forced to live among the Fellowship of the Enlightened, the small community closed off from the rest of the world, and was desperate to spread her wings and discover something new. When she applied to be a nanny for a single father and his two-year-old son, the Fellowship wasn't happy, but she knew that was her fresh start. However, she never thought she'd end up falling for the man with more baggage than he could carry and storm clouds in his eyes.

The High King—now freed from his prison—continues to wreak havoc on the seven realms, but he made one wrong move. He kidnapped my best friend, and I'll stop at nothing to get him back. Even if it means holding the self-appointed king's cold dead heart in my bare hands. I've set out into the realm of monsters, and all is going according to plan until it's not, and I find myself allied with the last person in Hell I'd ever fight beside.

A year ago, we managed to escape the realm of monsters, unscathed. The mistake of trying to strike a bargain with the High King has been buried in the past . . . Or so we thought. Tensions rise when the people in our kingdom seek blood, claiming a beast massacred one of the villages around Hell Hold. Pitchforks burn and the fine line between good and evil blurs until it's nearly obliterated all together. However, one thing is crystal clear. We're not only gearing up for war with Heaven, but a civil war within Hell itself.