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Falling down is an accident. Staying down is a choice. Going down is a career-changer...that's the one I did. How was I supposed to know that the NHL's toughest enforcer, the Red Wings' laundry room, and one security video would be my downfall? I've spent more time in the penalty box than any other player in the NHL, but this time I really screwed up. How was I supposed to know that one night and one choice would be worse than all of my transgressions on the ice? Now, I've lost my team, my sponsors, and my publicist. For most people, it's bend or break. For me, it's melt or harden.

One look at Grant Riggins standing in my bakery looking at me like I'm his last meal is enough to know I'm in way over my head. He's relentless in his pursuit. The kind of man I could get lost in. But Grant makes me wish for things I can't have. I've finally got my life back. The last thing I need is to fall for the first man to give me a second glance, even if he does seem sincere in his efforts to win me over.

Kayla: My infatuation with Ezra Johnson started how all obsessions begin - with a simple crush. Over the years I silently soaked up every shy smile and random act of kindness, wrestling them away to a secret place in my heart meant for unrequited love. Because if it wasn't for the fact that I tutor him once a week, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't even know I exist. Then I find his sketchbook. And it changes everything. Ezra: There are two certainties in my life: I've been in love with Kayla Reynolds since I was 14, and I can't have her.

I never imagined that one night could end the friendship Beau Bishop and I’d had since birth and sever all ties between our families. Especially when less than an hour prior to that tragic accident at the racetrack that night, he had confessed his love to me under the bleachers. A bond I’d thought could never be broken was smashed to smithereens in an instant. He left Alabama, hightailing it to Florida without so much as a goodbye. Two years later, we crossed paths again. Only he’s no longer known as Beau Bishop. No, now the boy that I’ve been in love with my entire life is called Bama.

With the Veil finally open, I hoped that would be the end of the fight. But I was wrong. Jadis is still in town, people are still going missing, and things are getting worse. Choices will be made, lives will be lost, and friendships tested. Not all family is blood; not every family is the norm. What would you do to hold onto yours?

As the star forward for the Boston Blades, I've earned a reputation for no-strings attached hookups and a mean slapshot that has all the ladies purring - but it's never been the one woman I want to see all fired up and ready to score. Boston's own Ice Queen Gwen James has had my emotions all tangled up for years. I've played the games. I've sat on the sidelines. I'm done being benched. When she approaches me for a second chance, I accept on one condition: she's got to prove she's all in. It just might kill me to keep my hands to myself, but it's time Gwen knows what it's like to beg.

She's the forbidden fruit, and I'm her dirty fantasy. Four years ago, she kissed me. She said she was 19. She wasn't even close. To make it even worse, she's daddy's little princess. Then, a year ago, I was hired to head a security team for her out-of-control younger sister while on a European tour with the band Foreplay. I vowed to stay away from her, becoming a shadow in the dark whenever she was around. Now she's been hired to photograph her sister's 60-day honeymoon, all around the world. She's not a little girl anymore.

Dean Jacobs is one of Milwaukee's hottest eligible bachelors and in no mood to settle down, until Evy comes along. Evy, however, is focused on opening a new dessert lounge with her sister and has no time for romance. Dean won't take no for an answer, though. She finally gives in to the want in her gut and - much to her surprise - discovers he isn't the player she thought he was. Just when things turn into a fairy tale sent from above, Dean's past comes back to haunt him. The only question is: will it make them stronger, or rip them apart?

Fashion designer Ridley Ethridge thinks she's found the perfect stable sort of guy in her childhood friend Will Reaver. With seduction in her sights, she arranges to rock Will's world at an exclusive club that caters to those with adventurous and erotic appetites. What happens next is both intense and satisfying-until Ridley's blindfold comes off to reveal Will's twin brother. The same twin who broke her heart eight years ago.

Through with both her controlling ex and relationships, Ava Webber is determined to explore the spicy and sometimes forbidden appetites of the exclusive BDSM nightclub, Serve. Here, she'll get exactly what she needs . . . as long as it's from a man she doesn't know. Nolan Hart ensures that Serve's clients get what they want, how they want it. But with one look at the curvy brunette, Nolan knows he's the man to fulfill her desires. As the anonymous lover, he's Ava's dirtiest fantasy. Outside of Serve, he's her charming, smartass friend.

Penelope Carson loves to steal clients from Will Reaver. Yet something in her business nemesis's icy blue eyes makes Penelope nervous. It certainly doesn't help that the man is the living embodiment of a Norse god. Which she really should have remembered before she made a bet with him - because losing means becoming Will's personal submissive for a week. There's nothing Will would like more than to have Penelope kneeling before him, her fiery dark eyes inviting him in. Challenging him. But their bet takes Will and Penelope deeper than either of them have ever been.

I'm over men. I'm done with them. Or at least the ones that work in my kitchen. Fine, one man in particular. Wyatt Shaw is cocky and condescending and so far out of his element that he doesn't know which way is up. Or how to run his brand new kitchen all by himself. That's where I come in. Sous chef extraordinaire. Second in command. Bane of his existence. I am the reason Wyatt's doing so well as the new executive chef of one of our city's most prestigious restaurants. He has me to thank for his glowing accolades and five-star write-ups. Only if you were to ask him, he'd say I'm his biggest problem.

Wes Lancaster has always followed one guideline for play. He never gets involved with anyone working for his professional football team, the New York Mavericks. It hasn't been a hard rule to live by - until Winnie Winslow, the new take-no-shit team physician. She's beautiful, intelligent - and has no problem taking control of every situation. She pisses him off. She turns him on. As tension builds and desire heightens, Wes finds himself wondering how much longer he'll be able to follow his game plan.

Francesca "Frankie" De Luca always pays her debts. Even when it means stepping inside Serve, the sensuous Manhattan club that caters to particular adult desires. For Frankie, it's a taste of something she's always wanted—and never received. Until a sharply dressed Brit orders her into his room, and instructs her to undress before delivering the carnal punishment she so desperately needs.

All I want is Branson Ford. I've been starry-eyed for my handsome boss since the day I started working for him at Empire Media. Problem is, he doesn't see me as anything more than his sweet assistant. I need help becoming a vixen. I need someone to teach me how to be sensual, how to be desired, and how to get the man I've pined over for the last two years. So, I enlist the help of my co-worker. My very sexy, very charming co-worker, Hunter Johnstone.

Vodka should come with a warning: mixing with karaoke will make you do stupid shit, like sing that song you wrote when you were 14 about the boy who broke your heart. At least he didn't see it. Oh wait. He did. I should've just stayed home. The only reason I came was to stop Lily from doing something stupid, like crash her ex-boyfriend's wedding. When I open my hotel room door to find Adam standing there, that sexy smirk tells me he's hasn't changed. He's still the same arrogant asshole who made my childhood hell.

Fixer Sara Reaver is furious when she discovers that she's not only been exiled to the country for her own safety, but she's been assigned a bodyguard. Zebadiah "Z" Loreto may be her brother's best friend, but he's also one big, bad, and very sexy wolf of a man . . . and Sara's determined to make him come out and play.

Kyle James cashed in my V card and then disappeared like I was the finishing act in a magic show. I vowed to hate my best friend, turn the longing and secret obsession with him into toxic hate and maybe a poorly chosen tattoo. But as the years passed, I let go of any notions I'd ever see him again . . . until he sauntered on campus my senior year as a new transfer student.

Leaving his cozy cabin at Black Ridge in the middle of a winter storm isn't Lowe's idea of a good time, but he'll do whatever his alpha wants. With his twin for company, he battles the blizzard and his grouchy bear side, trying to keep his spirits up. When his brother brings up his bad habit of getting his heart broken, Lowe is sure things can't get any worse . . . and then a gunshot echoes around the valley and the smell of blood sends his instincts wild.

Clam jam. Definition: the female equivalent of a cock block. Example: You're chatting with a guy you're interested in, and your friend comes along and lays claim to him. That's my life - except it's worse. My friend who keeps "jamming" me is my gay roommate. Fact: He went home with three - yes, three - of the guys I had been so sure were into me. Fact: He's really pissing me off. I'll never manage to get a boyfriend before the age of 50 if he keeps this up. Fact: Secretly, I wonder what it would be like if he weren't gay.