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Darcy, Darcy, Darcy. The name I should have wiped from my mind nearly two years ago. Her brother, and my assistant captain, has repeatedly warned her she's off-limits to a guy like me—a playboy bound to bed her one night and break her heart the next morning—an opinion shared by her stepdad, who also happens to be my coach. I can see why they don't want their goalie anywhere near her. My reputation with women isn't exactly unblemished.

When it comes to dragons, there's no such thing as safe. I learned that the hard way when my kith and kindred were slaughtered right before my eyes. Everyone thinks the wyverns and the sorcai did it, but I know the truth. I've been hiding from The Horde ever since, existing under their radar, surviving. And then one day, they find me… he finds me. Aeson Noctis, the king's second son and my new captor.

I'm totally fine if America wants to cast me as the villain. So why do I care if brooding football player Will Pemberton believes it too? But honestly? It stings more than it should when Will—grumpy football star and walking scowl—judges me based on a five-second video from Being the Bennets, my family's reality TV show.

Penelope Hansen has had to share from the moment she was conceived. First the womb, then her parents' attention, and so on—you get the picture. During challenging moments in her life, she used to daydream about her mate, the male who would belong to her alone, the one who would take her away from a pack and a life in which she's always felt second-best. But then her mate turns out to be the silent, widowed, emotionally unavailable Alpha Dominic. Will this be the mating Penelope has always dreamed of? Or will Dominic's unresolved issues with the past break her heart?

Falling for my football star vacation fling? Inevitable. Unless he turns out to be a murderer… Okay, that's unlikely. But after my straight-laced, seemingly upstanding ex turned out to be an international drug dealer, trust doesn't come easily. Enter Law Card, the new Houston Pumas tight end, your typical boy-next-door. He's maddeningly patient with my suspicious, true-crime obsessed self. But he has "too good to be true" written all over him. If there's one thing I know, it's that everyone has something to hide.

From best-selling author Sky Gold comes the angsty and spicy start to the Kings of Omertà series with forced proximity and a ruthless, possessive mafia boss who will fight and grovel for his happily ever after with his independent and fierce obsession.

I vowed to avenge my parents, readying myself year after year. And now, I'm going to die. I should have heeded my father's warning when I stumbled upon the Fae warrior, but I froze. I remember every horror tale recounting the atrocities committed by these monsters, abducting, torturing, and exploiting humans. My survival instinct was screaming loud inside, yet I couldn't move. His strange crimson gaze fell on me as I contemplated his large double-bladed sword and my last moments on this earth.

River Quinn is done playing nice. After enduring years of online harassment from a pack of anonymous cowards, she's hit her limit. She isn't looking for justice. She's looking for vengeance. Enter him. A masked vigilante who offers protection in exchange for secrecy. He's dangerous. Silent. Untraceable. And he promises one thing—he'll make them cry. But River doesn't know the man behind the mask is someone she already knows. Someone she loathes. Her cocky, arrogant coworker, Gage Dawson, who pushes all her buttons and steals the last cup of coffee.

I'm the unapproachable NHL captain with a reputation for chewing up reporters in interviews, forwards on the ice, and shutting down anyone who tries to get close to me. And that's how I like it—no feelings, no complications, and zero chance of reliving the grief I experienced when my wife passed away seven years ago. But sometimes the best laid plans go up in flames, and that's exactly what Collins Mackenzie does when she strolls into a bar one post-game night and gives me a taste of the cold shoulder I've bestowed on all those around me.

The mistakes we make can last a lifetime. In my case, that's been centuries. Millennia. I vowed I would never again steal her away to the Underworld. I broke that vow. She is here in my realm. My house. My bed . . . And she says she forgives me. But there is still so much she doesn't know.

Every bride dreams of her wedding day. Today was supposed to be that day for me, except it’s not me marrying my college sweetheart. My best friend is doing that. Or, well, my ex-best friend. Instead, I’m over a thousand miles away, riding the subway in a city where lost people come to dream. Me—I’m just hoping to distract myself from my heartbreak. That is, until I met Jake Worthing. Grumpy. Hot. A total jerk. Did I mention hot?

One night. No names. No limits. Until he walks into the boardroom—and she realizes her wildest night just became her new reality. Olivia Reilly never expected the man who rocked her world to be her new billionaire boss. Cold, commanding Asher King acts like he doesn't remember her—but the way he watches her says otherwise.

Hades: The story the world knows today is only a fraction of our truth. I took her, yes. I schemed and deceived to keep her. I loved her wholly and completely. She loved me. Lore tells the tale of an eternity of love, and it's not wrong. Betrayed in the worst way, my wife was stolen from me. The Underworld suffers in her absence. I suffer. Now she is back. Just in time for an Olympian war. The clock is ticking. Her human body makes her vulnerable to vengeful Gods. I must find a way to possess her heart so that I may protect her eternal soul.

I own her. Body, soul, and every defiant breath she takes. Allegra Marone was promised to me before she was born—her fate sealed in blood, her life nothing but collateral in a war she had no part in. But the Marones took from my family. And now, I'm taking her. She thinks she can survive me, that she can thaw the monster lurking beneath my suit and scars. But Allegra doesn't understand… I didn't claim her to love her. I claimed her to destroy her.

How to complicate your rookie season in the NHL: fake date your former college rival and now teammate's ex-girlfriend. It's a bad idea, and I know it, especially since Kendra Hart has had a hold over me since our freshman year of college. She has no idea how I feel, and I have zero control over my mouth when her life goes up in smoke and she needs a friend, along with a place to stay. My coach, who also happens to be my stepdad, is warning me to stay away not only for the team's sake but to spare me from getting hurt. I should probably listen to his advice.

Even so, I never dreamed we'd end up here—him hating me for the choices I made to save his career. It's fine. I've moved on. I've had a few bumps in the road with my rising event planning career, but running my best friend's wedding to her pro-football fiancé will fix all of that. If I pull off the perfect wedding. There's one more bump I wasn't expecting—my ex, Jett McCombs, is a groomsman, and seeing him again makes two things clear. I still love him. He still hates me.

Vengeance has wings. Secrets have claws. But the truth may be the most dangerous weapon of all. A year of my life is missing, stolen by darkness. I can’t remember anything, and when I return to Embernia, the realm I left behind hasn’t changed.

Persephone: A love of ancient Greek lore, and a passion for archaeology brought me to Greece. I should have known better than to work for Hades Pluton. He is magnetic, and dark, and dangerous. He is a painter of torment, and his touch promises the most delicious sin. He is everything my mother warned me about men. And yet my heart is a prisoner to his. Ancient lore brought me here, but my love for him threatens to keep me. If I could trust my slipping mind, I might not fight it so hard—this love. But my mind is slipping. 

Is Patrick O'Connell gorgeous? Unfortunately, yes. Jet-black hair, smoldering eyes, and those muscles I accidentally saw when my friends dragged me to spy on the fireman calendar photo shoot. Is Patrick O'Connell also the bane of my existence? Absolutely. He wrecked my dream years ago, and I'll never forget what he—and his family—took from me. Now the O'Connells want to dump a big-box store right next to my cozy bookshop. Over my dead body.

Talk about making a bad first impression. The rookie at Waterford's fire station literally hauled me out of my own home, over his shoulder. Was my kitchen on fire? Yes. Did I have it nearly contained? Also yes. And now he's been tasked with making up for his overzealous rescue attempts by showing up to my bakery to grovel daily. And beg for my donuts. Don't get me wrong, the man is built like a redwood, has the personality of a golden retriever, and eyes you could get lost in for days. But I'm not dating. Not after my last serious boyfriend left town without looking back.