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Shy, awkward Sophia Cruz has a hard time telling her vivacious identical twin “no”. But when her sister begs her to swap places for a modeling shoot, she caves...again. Then Zephirin Black walks onto the set. The brooding, aloof, and gorgeous tight end for the Washington Warriors. But she can keep it professional.... She has to. Because the adorkable Cruz twin has no luck with guys once they compare her to her sister. After a bad break-up, Zeph hasn’t been big on second chances - and even less with trust. But he finds himself giving please-call-me-by-my-middle-name-Sophia both.

It's the last race of the season, the wheels are smoking, and the temperature is rising at Homestead-Miami Speedway. Alexandra Barnaby is NASCAR-driver Sam Hooker's race-day spotter, his eye-in-the-sky, telling him when to pass and when to let off the gas.

Avery Reed knows how to fire up the grills! And with his piercing blue eyes, the rugged pitmaster makes women’s mouths water, including Layla Jenson’s. She’s a YouTube cook-off host who’s spotlighting talented BBQ cooks across the country. Her current project is a bunkhouse cook showdown—and former pitmaster pro Avery holds the key to its success. Unfortunately, Layla’s running from a troubled past. And Avery has his own demons nipping at his heels.

Ember Hastings never thought she'd be dragged away from White Timber and everything she loved, thrust in the middle of a big city she hated, or have her husband of nine years say, "I can't do this anymore", all within the span of three months - yet here she is. She misses her family, she misses the farm, and she misses having a backbone and caring whether or not the stain on her shirt is chocolate or s--t. She works from home doing transcription. Does she really need to shower or leave the house?

These Kalixian warriors may have rescued me from depraved Orkun warlords who abducted me, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to obey their every command. I was a CEO back on Earth, and I don’t take orders from any man. Not even from Malav. Especially not from Malav. Never mind that he’s the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen — even with his horns and color-changing eyes. Never mind that his prowess in the gladiator ring makes my heart beat faster and my body ache. I refuse to let myself fall for an alien.

I caved and gave Harrison Decker my number anyway. He just chose not to use it. Four years later, his job brings him back into my world looking more handsome than ever and now making an effort to befriend me. Is my heart willing to take another chance on that man?

I'm completely infatuated with Byron, the gorgeous, tight-shirted barista at the coffee shop on the corner. But he doesn't even know my name. That's probably because I can't seem to form a sentence in front of him without stammering like a total loser. I obviously need help.

I never meant to get caught stealing a priceless artifact from Lucas Hale, Los Angeles’ most notorious playboy billionaire. And I definitely never expected him to offer me a job as a way to pay off my debt. But if it keeps me out of jail, I can play the role of assistant to this cocky, gorgeous man. It can’t be that hard, right? Even if the chemistry between us is so intense that just being in the same room with him makes my blood heat. Even if I accidentally walk in on him “taking care of himself” during my first week in the office.

My name is Adam Kincaid, and I'm the best at what I do. After losing my parents, I decided to follow in their footsteps, and now I'm the most daring freelance photographer in the world. Maybe some think I'm a loner, but I don't care. All that matters is the shot: braving danger and devastation in search of a single image with the power to tell someone's story. But as good as I am, accidents happen - and thank god for that, because it's what leads me to her...Alexandra Robbins. My nurse. My savior.

In three years, I've poured my heart and soul into the Sarasota Sharks. My goal? To make them winners in all respects of the word. Now my mission's accomplished, the team and staff respect me, and not because my father owns the team. Sounds great, right? But what do I do now? I have no personal life, and after my last horrifically failed relationship, I am not looking to strike out. My heart's only got one last chance at swinging for love and I'm not ready to miss. Then she walked in.

An evil wizard has a midlife crisis. Is trying to sacrifice your estranged wife to a bloodthirsty demon an irredeemable act of evil? This is the sort of question the Dread Wizard Darruk Darkbringer struggles with. After being called evil one too many times, Darruk sets off to find a new purpose in his life and become a beloved celebrity. Can a dark wizard come to terms with himself and prove to the world that a few atrocities don’t define who he is? You’ll feel guilty for laughing at his twisted tale of self-discovery.

Emma Kingsley is the most infuriating woman I've ever known. Stubborn, arrogant, and sexy as sin. She drives me crazy. And she's determined to hate me. The funny thing is—I can't get enough. But the woman has more walls up than the royal palace. Lucky for her, I make a living tearing down walls. And I just found my favorite project.

We are sworn enemies, but she's having my baby. How, you ask? Well, I'm also wondering the same thing. How the hell do people in that stupid fertility clinic mistake my sperm and inject it into the wrong woman.... The same woman I fired just the day before for running her mouth off at me.

Every boss/manager/executive deserves to have the very best employees working for them. Think about the impact on the world: When companies hire the right people, work environments are pleasurable, productive, and innovative, and mountains move. Beth Smith has developed a system of interviewing that reveals a candidate’s motivations, talents, desires, and passions. This is the meaningful information that enables an employer to effectively discern the absolute best fit for the role, the mission, and the culture of the company.

Ever since the Kalixian warriors rescued us from our Orkun captors, I’ve made no secret of the fact that I think these bronze, horned aliens are hot as hell. I have no interest in the whole “fated mate” thing, but I definitely wouldn’t mind a roll in the sheets with any of these men. Well...one man, if I’m being honest. Tycran.

Stranded on an alien planet with a cyborg warrior. All I wanted to do was find my missing best friend. I never planned on getting kidnapped by aliens. These ugly brutes claim I’m meant to be some sort of tribute bride, but there’s no way I’m letting that happen. Unfortunately, my escape attempt ends with me crashing onto a planet called Kalix. Alone in the dangerous wilderness, my only hope of survival may be a darkly handsome alien with bronze skin, horns, and penetrating eyes.

A gorgeous, cocky alien claims I’m his mate. But will he still want me when he finds out my secret? Ever since I escaped from the vicious Orkun warlord who took me as his bride, I’ve been hiding out on Wauru, doing whatever it takes to survive. I try to keep my head down and avoid drawing attention, but that all changes when I catch the eye of a stunning Kalixian male. From the first moment we meet, something indescribable and intense ignites between us.

A collection of eight splattery tales of torture, filth, and terror. Splatter punk horror short stories include a splatter western (Big Blue Sky, Bright Red Spatter), a Halloween themed "Pumpkin Spice," and the nasty story that reached #1 on the G0dless platform, BLOODCUM!

Weston Fontaine is the hottest senior at Lancaster Prep. And he knows it. He’s gorgeous. Confident. Smart. Too smart. Everyone loves him. He could have any girl on campus, except for one. Me. I’m a Lancaster, meaning I’m basically untouchable–or so I thought. It’s my family who owns this God forsaken private school that I don’t want to attend. But according to my parents, I have to endure my senior year at Lancaster Prep before I can return to what I love the most: ballet.

She was the hottest woman I'd ever set eyes on. Something had told me she was special and to keep hold of her, at least for a few nights. But I listened to my brother and gave her a fake name. With my wealth, I was used to women wanting me for my black card, and I was sick of it, so I took his advice. Only it backfired. She also gave me a false name and disappeared before the sun came up, and as I know nothing about her, finding her again is impossible.