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Joe Simm has everything he wants in life: Great friends, successful businesses, and a sexy boyfriend who keeps him on his toes. Life really couldn’t get much better, but the past he escaped, the one he thought was dead and buried, is about to come back and haunt him. A chance encounter with a stranger in his beloved V Lounge sends him reeling. How will Joe cope with the ghosts of his previous life haunting him and those he loves and cares for?

With middle-age looming, Greg offsets his boring day job with what truly feeds his soul: photography. When the camera comes out, Emyr learns the stage isn’t the only place he loves to perform as Greg touches something inside him that rarely awakens. Faced with a beautiful, talented boy whose soul is as lonely as his own, will Greg be able to face his past and come to terms with it, or will he run from the connection he so desperately desires?

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Four young men find themselves drawn to the service of the House of Silence, the famous brothel that caters to the whims of the elite and powerful. One of them discovers how intense that service can be.

Cedric de Breos was an average son from an average farmer’s family before he was chosen—by royal decree—to befriend Alain Tomolia, the solemn and enigmatic crown prince of Dunn. As Cedric dutifully pursues their strange friendship, he begins to suspect that Alain is haunted by a dark secret, one which has its roots sunk deep in the crown prince’s past.

Stephen hates Christmas with a passion. It’s one of those holidays he just wishes could be erased from the calendar, forever. Especially after last year when he was looking forward to spending Christmas with the man he loved enjoying the festivities and exchanging gifts. Only Stephen was given a gift he wished he could return, but there was no receipt. Fast forward a year, and so much has changed. Stephen is single and moving on with his life.

The House of Silence is an elite male bordello catering to the obscenely rich. No matter how extreme or mundane the fantasy, the House is rumored to serve. Master Charon employs a group of versatile, beautiful young men, some lewd, some innocent, many with tragic pasts and hidden secrets of their own, who depend on him for safety. Each young man—Vincent, Danny, Reiji, Tam, and more—brings his own history and his own fears to the House of Silence.

Irish rock star Tate Archer thought his ugly past was behind him. So, when an anonymous tormentor sends him cryptic messages about his forgotten childhood, the haunted front man turns to hard drugs to cope with the residual trauma. But after his release from rehab, he can't help but wonder if the perfect prescription is the beautiful stranger he meets on the beach.

Billy Daley hasn’t been home in years, and he likes it that way. He’s just fine on his own—he has a cash-in-hand job at a scrapyard, a half-feral cat to keep him company, and many miles between him, his hometown and all the baggage that comes with it. Until the job goes sideways. Suddenly...

High school sweethearts Mia and Luke get a second chance at love in this brand-new contemporary romance from award-winning author Garrett Leigh. When Mia Amour returns to England to open a florist shop, all she wants to do is put her lousy ex behind her and never look back. But getting a fresh...

Twenty-five years ago, two futures were changed. Gryffin uses his unwanted cybernetics to make the Nomad a group you fear. They travel the Outer Sector, taking what they want until they encounter an enemy. He’s forced to do something he never thought possible - protect the very people he was intent on harming. Soon, those who were once friends can no longer be trusted and Gryffin’s authority as Captain of Ares is questioned. Brayden is in hell, accepting he’ll die on the moon keeping him prisoner, his years there leaving scars, both hidden and visible.

When Vic Marlow agrees to spend December helping out his best friend, he doesn't expect to run into an old flame. He's there to work and be with family, not take a trip—albeit a tall, built, sexy one—down memory lane. Sean Richmond left his past behind nineteen years ago. He's worked hard at putting that life behind him, so it's a shock when it suddenly shows up in the little Peak District village he calls home. With the magic of Christmas in the air, the festive spirit sparks a fire that never quite died. Maybe this is their chance to explore what fate stole from them all those years ago.

All of the London is convinced Jack the Ripper has returned to London, but Malik knows better. He knows the familiar scent of a Made, one that has survived longer than he should have. But, while he is pursuing the killer, he cannot keep his mind on it completely. Mrs. Diana Simpson has become too much to ignore. From her haughtiness, to the simmering passion he sees lurking behind the pain in her eyes, he recognizes his mate.

When Nate wakes up in the woods, he has no idea how he got there. The last thing he remembers is being at home. And when he spots two people digging a grave, his problems multiply. After escaping from the woods, he goes home to find his house burning and his brother, Peter, dead inside. Now the police are after him for the murder. Determined to find out who set him up and why, Nate goes on a dangerous journey to uncover the truth. But can he find those responsible and prove his innocence before it’s too late?

Jimi Hendrix's road manager and confidant Eric Barrett breaks fifty-five years of silence As Jimi Hendrix's road manager, Eric Barrett was there when the amps blew in Milan, when Hendrix set Woodstock ablaze, when paranoia crackled through the Toronto airport, when his music electrified a sea of...

Station X42 is a complete dump and I’m stranded on it for what is likely to be the rest of my very short existence. Left here by alien abductors who bit off more than they could chew when they took me, I have to scratch a living with the scum of the galaxy. When it looks like I might have finally hacked off the wrong species resulting in my early demise, an enormous alien dragon shifter, Drelix, bursts into my life. All seven foot plus of scales, muscles, fangs and claws. Oh, and a tail, can’t forget the tail.

My human life is over. The Sword betrayed me, put a literal knife to his chest, and now I’m supposed to share my new immortal fae life with him as his fated mate? Yeah, keep dreaming, buddy. As it turns out, you can take the humanity out of the thief, but you can't take the thief out of the, er… immortal. Apparently, the Sword’s castle sits on top of ancient treasure, and I’m more than happy to relieve him of it. No honor amongst thieves and murderers, am I right?

He’s called a monster, a beast, a dragon, and he’s chosen me. I think I’m in trouble. Again. Yeah, alien abduction is for suckers. If I thought my life was bad before I woke up in the alien prison, it’s just about to get a whole load worse, because I’ve been rescued by an alien warrior who is much better at stripping flesh from bone than being a hero. Draxx has glowing green scales, endless muscles, huge claws and very often, a tail. He also prefers not to wear pants. He has cheekbones I could cut myself on and a set of lips which are very good at kissing.

Hate sex with the maid of honor at my best friend's royal wedding . . . I blame the vodka. Or maybe it was seeing how damn good she looked in that dress. The way it hugged every curve and accentuated her best assets. I definitely won't admit it might be because seeing the prince find his own princess means I'm going to be alone. Something that has terrified me since being orphaned. Grandmother is the only family I have left in this world. And losing myself in the woman who drives me absolutely mad was an easy escape from that reality.

As Manchester Athletic's record signing, I should be basking in the adoration of fans and enjoying the perks that come with the job. Only that's never been my style. I keep a low profile and stay focused on doing my job. A chance one-night stand on my way back from the States is about as anonymous as I can make it. She had no idea who I was, and I was pretty sure she gave me a fake name too. No numbers were exchanged, and we headed back to our so-called ordinary lives. The chance of a repeat should've been zero. Until we meet again in Manchester.