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Chaz: Rafael is the best friend-with-benefits a guy could ask for, but I had to go and screw it all up by falling in love. Rafael: I spent so long pining after my best friend, I didn’t even realize the perfect guy was right under my nose. Collaring Chaz is a surprisingly sweet M/M rock star romance loaded with angst, band drama, contractual pup play, a cinnamon roll MC struggling with mental health and addiction, and a dominant rock god who saves him.

Ash Summers is the most beautiful guy I’ve ever seen. He’s also a total d*ck, and I hate him more than anything. That feeling is mutual, by the way, as he does nothing but torment me. Oh, and did I mention he’s my stepbrother? Messing with Ash is all fun and games until our parents force us to room together during our final year at college. Sharing an apartment with him only makes me hate him more. Until it doesn’t.

He’s my father’s best friend. My protector. My forbidden obsession. For as long as I can remember, Kittredge Evers has been my anchor—the powerful CEO who never let me down, the man who called me Magpie and filled my childhood with treasures. My father's best friend. But when one drunken confession shattered our careful boundaries, I learned how dangerous it was to want him.

The first time I laid eyes on him my heart skipped a beat. My obsession began the way all obsessions do…with a spark. A small, seemingly insignificant flicker that quickly took root. He was pure, liquid light. A sunshine boy with a heart of gold. He turned my world up-side-down. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t let him out of my sight. Ever wondered what happens when red flags and green flags collide? If so, you’re about to find out.

Felix (21 years old) My father is the Mayor of Belmont, and if he finds out I'm working at a diner in the rough part of town, he'll have me committed. He'd rather I hide in my bedroom than stoop so low as to be a server. Well, I'd rather be a server than a lying, two-faced politician. This is so...

Saint I screwed up. Big time. I broke the heart of my best friend. The one person I promised myself I'd never hurt. Now he's back after two years, and I hardly recognize him. Danny - sorry, Daniel - is nothing like the scarred, broken kid who left in the middle of the night without saying...

I’ve always wanted simple things. Become the local sheriff like my dad. Get married and have kids. Build a life in Forestville. I’ve done all that...but it hasn’t turned out as expected. At 48, I’m single and co-parenting my two daughters with my ex-wife. My chances of meeting someone new in my small town are slim. Have I missed my chance at happiness?

Ryan "Ash" Asher is the sunshine center who makes every locker room warmer just by showing up. Signed to the Atlanta Firebirds after a divorce he's still pretending didn't break him, he's chasing a fresh start. New city. New team. New ice. He's fine. But from the first phone call with his co-captain, something he can't explain takes hold. Ash has never wanted a man before, and Antero Ikonen is unraveling everything he thought he knew about himself.

I’m a man on a mission to stay as far away from everyone else as possible. I have too much damage as a veteran, and this is the only way to keep those I love safe—especially Boden, my teenage son, whom I haven’t seen in years. I find a quiet spot on top of a mountain where no one bothers me. Until Arek shows up, the local doctor and a single dad to teenage twins. I help him with an emergency, but something happens. There’s a spark, a connection between us I’ve never felt before.

I didn’t mean to stow away on the yacht, I swear. My first mistake was going home with the jerk at the bar, but in my defense, Prescott said he owned the Worthington - 90 feet of sleek, yachty perfection - and if I could get the chief mate’s job, I’d have an excuse to stay on board and keep avoiding my family and my future. How was I supposed to know he was the owner’s cheating, gold-digging almost brother-in-law, or that I’d end up stuffed in a closet when the ship left the harbor?

Roman Dwyer was a successful district attorney—until he went after the wrong people. His reputation is in ruins, and worse, there's a price on his head. Ashamed and scared for his life, he accepts his brothers offer to move in with him and his security team. But when Roman discovers the shenanigans happening in the house, he gets a lot more than he bargained for. Like Caleb.

I’m in control of my life. That has become Burke’s mantra. He lost control somewhere along the way, descending into a downward spiral until he hit rock bottom. Now he’s back, sober, and determined to never be in that position again. Ever. That’s why he loves being a dominant. He’s in charge. He can plan everything into detail. He’s in control. Until he runs into Wander, a private security guy who volunteers to become Burke’s mentor in the club.

Alex loves serving others—when he’s not doing his job as a security specialist. His team is investigating a puzzling case involving a spunky grandma and a dead horse at the racetracks. Ryan, a grumpy older PI, is all too happy to make use of Alex’s talents, and he seems to delight in pushing Alex’s buttons. Alex is determined not to let Ryan run all over him…even when deep down, he loves it when Ryan gets all dominant and aggressive. That’s just physical attraction. Chemistry. It doesn’t mean anything.

I'm not the obvious choice to run Burlington's coolest wine bar—quiet, brooding, clueless about tannin content, and always one wrong turn away from another downward spiral. But no one seems to mind that I'm a wreck. Besides me. I just focus on getting through each shift until the night a...

He’s my ex-boyfriend’s brother, an alpha with an old-fashioned face and a rugged demeanor. I’m the omega who’s managed to get myself stranded in the middle of nowhere with him during a snowstorm. It’s fine though. It’s not like anything’s going to happen between us. We’re both adults and we have this thing called self-control. There’s nothing to worry about. Except, there’s a trickle of warmth flowing through my veins, and things are happening in my body that I can’t explain. Wait. I’m not going into heat, am I?

No one ever explained to me what to do when the man who took your virginity turns out to be the one in charge of your physical therapy. NHL veteran Quinn Rhodes was supposed to be a one-time thing: just a hookup who kisses like a dream and screws like a god. Then, three weeks later, a freak...

I killed the men who butchered my parents and dodged the hangman’s noose—now I’m an outlaw bound by honor, drawn to the one man who wants nothing to do with me. After years of drifting and hiding my secrets, I sense a chance of redemption at Isaiah Ranch. I’ve known family and honor—can I find it again here? Ambrose Isaiah, the youngest heir of a powerful ranching dynasty, sees me as a threat—a killer with no place among his kin. He’s right, but that doesn’t stop the spark between us. I didn’t come here to stay. I didn’t come here to fall in love. I’m everything Ambrose should despise.

Twenty-five years ago, Hanson Swaim broke my heart and left Forestville without looking back. I stayed. I built a life, a brewery, a reputation as the town’s most reliably single bachelor. I told myself I was over him. I told myself I deserved more than a man who would always stay in the closet. I told myself a lot of things. Now I’m forty-six, boarding a gay cruise with a rolling suitcase and what’s left of my optimism —and there he is, looking exactly like the boy who walked away from me, except older and more tired. He’s out now. He’s single.

The last two and a half years have been all about living life to the fullest, enjoying my time at college, the glory years and all that, but that doesn’t mean I’m a jerk. I’ve always considered myself to be a decent person, but a few conversations with my new debate partner, Porter Johnson, are enough for me to realize how self-centered I’ve been. I like who I am around him, and I’m determined to show him I’m not as bad as he assumed I was, that maybe we could even be friends.

I love my job as a wilderness guide, even when an adorable guy sends me splashing into a river. I messed around with some guys while in college, but I haven't been attracted to a man since. Until I meet Onno, a sweet Dutch man visiting Forestville. We're the same age, and he's so easy to talk to. Plus, I love his sense of humor.