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I use people. Not in a malicious way, but in the way an addict abuses their substance of choice. People are my vice - men specifically. I crave the emotional high they give me, with a unique and reckless disregard for my own well-being - eagerly floating into an unsustainable euphoria, knowing full well that after every high comes an equal, if not more powerful, plummet into a devastating abyss. But like every junkie, I crawl willingly back into the arms of my demons.

The moment I saw her I knew. Knew that we would have a future, a family, a forever. Her father says she's too young, too naive, too innocent. But she is more than he knows. She's the love of my goddamn life. Then she's gone in the blink of an eye. But this mountain was made for miracles, and I'm fighting for ours. I have faith in the impossible. Faith in us.

I came to this mountain to move on. I’ve been through enough, and so have my six kids. They deserve a Christmas with new memories. When I find a rental house that’s big enough for my brood, that comes with a live-in cook, it feels too good to be true. It’s an undertaking, but the owner Virginia doesn’t flinch. She’s a beautiful woman who has seen hard times. With a gentle ease about her and a depth I long to reach - I know I’ve found more than my equal. I’ve found my Christmas miracle.

Ethan Chase isn't interested in dating. After losing the woman he loved more than life itself, he'd much rather ride solo, but his family is dead set on fixing him up. To get them off his back, he hooks up with ultra-adventurous, ultra- temporary adventure photographer, Rue Campbell. All he has to do is survive three weeks in her orbit and he'll be single again, only without the pitying looks and pressure to move on.

Now unwanted booty calls are coming in as fast as work orders, and Liam Chase needs to get away. Cue a job upstate. His new client is hot as hell, but he left NYC to escape attention, not to hook up with the city's "Runaway Bride". With three disastrous relationships under her belt, it's clear Claire Stevens's judgment sucks. And what's she's feeling for America's newest sex god? Obviously another hormone-fueled mistake.

Love is strange. It comes out of nowhere, and there's no logic to it. It's not methodical. It's not scientific. It's pure emotion and passion. And emotion and passion can be dangerous because they fuel love...and hate. I'm now a reluctant connoisseur of both - an expert through immersion. I know them intimately. When I fell in love with Miranda, it was swift and blind. She was the person I'd elevated to mythical status in my head, in my dreams. Here's the thing about dreams: They're smoke.

Life has taught Angie DeMarco that all baseball players are womanizers, and her incredible one-night stand with sexy San Francisco Blaze back-up catcher J.T. Sawyer seemed to prove it. Determined not to give in to their sizzling chemistry a second time, she's kept her distance ever since, focusing on her accounting job with the team. But now she's laid off...and pregnant.

Stefano Leone is closing in on one of the most dangerous mobsters on earth. He's surrounded by armed men, his life under constant threat. He's not had time for sex in years, let alone love. A beautiful American woman, however, slips right under his guard, into his bed and his heart. But does she truly want Stefano? Or has she been sent to seduce him - or worse? Designer Jamie McIntyre is on a working vacation in Palermo, Sicily, soaking up the sunshine and the art, trying to contact a former law student of her grandfather's. She's thinking "nerd in a suit."

I’m back in my hometown but not for a friendly visit. The Mafia has set their sights on my uncle’s bakery, and now he’s gone missing. I will do whatever it takes to find my uncle and ensure the bakery never ends up under their control. It won’t be easy, but it will be worth it…if I stay focused. That proves difficult with someone like Raf around….

An enemies-to-lovers story perfect for fans of steamy fallen angel stories! The legends are true. The war between good and evil is real. Hell is real. I'm Victoria English, a demon hunter living among mortals. More importantly, a fallen angel. Why did I fall? For love. It was all a lie.

I made my career on my own terms and ended it at the top of my game. Retirement should have been easy except the one person always in my corner walked away, taking my heart with him. The opportunity to host a satellite radio show gave me a new lease on life, and everything was great - until I was forced to interview a ghost from the past. He was always my ultimate dream, but instead he became my devastating heartbreak. With his interview over, I was ready to move on with my life. However, he had other plans.

Summer Phillips is ready for a fresh start. When her Manhattan yoga studio fails, she heads back to her hometown. The Pines is an idyllic tourist destination in Vermont, but Summer longs for more in her life than small-town festivals and working for her dentist father. She’s welcomed with open arms, but soon discovers things have changed since she left. Jake Moretti is recovering from the death of his close friend, who willed him everything he owned, including the hardware store. He’s lived there a year, but doesn’t quite feel like he fits in with the locals.

Mirror, mirror, full of stars, who will claim the throne of Mars? The princess: Engineer Bianca Ross, heir to a megacorporation and the Mars elevator, needs to acquire a mine on the surface to secure her place in the company. All that stands in her way is the mine's charming owner, Cesare Chan. The evil stepmother: Victoria Ross is plotting to gain control of Mars. She plans to assassinate Bianca and seduce Cesare to further her goals, and Bianca's trip is the perfect opportunity.

Jill was raised in a militia, but found the strength to break away. She hadn't expected that break would lead her to a life filled with supernatural friends and space battles, but she could handle anything thrown her way. Even the sexy alien she kept butting heads with.

As the last single guy amongst his co-workers, Gunner Hayes is beginning to wonder if he’ll ever find the woman that’s right for him. But when he sees his high school crush on the local news, Gunner is awakened to the possibility of his own happy ending. Years after Sage Thompson left town, she’s back working as a meteorologist. Day in and day out, she puts on a happy face for the camera. Behind the lens, she’s anything but. The truth is, Sage longs for something new. Something she’s wondering if she’s even meant to have anymore.

It wasn’t my expectation to fall into bed with the woman who won me at the bachelor auction. I was only doing my grandma a favor, not looking for more than a shared dinner with the winner. Then again, I wasn’t expecting someone as hot as Isla to be my date. She makes it clear that she’s down for a night in the sheets but bolts, leaving me holding my junk—literally. Which I figure, in the end, is all fine and good because love burned me before, and I have no plans to repeat that soul-crushing heartbreak.

I promised you a bed of rose petals. He grabbed my hand under the table, tightening his grip as if he were falling from a precipice and our connection was the only thing saving him from certain death. They were beautiful. You smell like apples. Roses were wrong. There was nothing soft about his tone, but his quiet words were for me alone. I want everything to be right for you. Caden, look at me. I caught his gaze and held it. He was confident. Arrogant. Sure he had a place in the world. And under that was the man who needed me to be that place.

I don't know where it all went so wrong. I was born a Hellion. I breathe for the club life, but at every turn, I put it all at risk. I am Rhett "Crunch" Oleander. I am still finding my way since losing the one person who meant the most. She's the only taste of Heaven he's ever had. When given a second chance, he's refusing to let go. The question is, will she walk away again or hang on for the ride?

Raised the son of a Hellion, born with the blood of a villain, I wear my patch with pride. Earned, never given. Frank "Tank" Oleander gave me his name, his club, and his respect. I earned my cut, my place, and even this ride as the son of another. I am Kenneth "Red" Oleander. I find comfort in chasing skirts, fixing cars, and riding the open road.

Olivia Patton's life just imploded. One night with sexy hacker Grady Donovan seems like the perfect, ego-soothing plan—until an epic snowstorm shuts down the city and thwarts her morning-after escape. Now the only walk-of-shame she'll be taking is right back to Grady's door. Forced to actually talk, Grady and Olivia realize they can't stand each other. Forget another round in the bedroom—if it wasn't his apartment, she'd shove Grady outside to freeze.