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I was a fool for letting my fake stepbrothers get inside my head. I believed their lies, the twisted history they fed me when I was weak and afraid. But that's all over. They might have traded me away like I was nothing, but it opened my eyes to the truth. I was never Bisha's baby, and now I get to choose who I am and who I want to claim as my own.

Jesse Falcon has dedicated his life to one cause: to fight against that which has taken so much from him. He's learned the hard way that if you want something to be done, you have to do it yourself. No more waiting for others to make a difference. With football, a pre-med program, and a coveted internship, he has no time for anything or anyone else. The truth is, he doesn't think his barely healed heart can take it. Despite his determination to remain distant, he soon finds a girl who will not only fracture that resolve but shatter it completely.

When my boss handed me the biggest marketing campaign of my career, I was ready to crush it. Then came Marco Rossini—cocky, infuriating, and way too sexy for my sanity. The "manager" of the band I'm promoting knows how to push my buttons. And even though we are always clashing on ideas, we have to work together. The thing is: I can't get him out of my head. And one steamy night in his penthouse changes everything. I'm falling for him—this maddening man who challenges me and makes me laugh like no one else. But Marco's hiding a secret, and when I finally uncover the truth, my world shatters.

Ava Diaz needs saving. She just doesn't know it yet. Just like she doesn't know a thing about the boy she sits next to on the first day of senior year. He thinks she's a brat. She thinks he's entitled. Maybe first impressions don't always last . . . Because Connor Ledger's about to save her. He just doesn't know why.

What's worse than a pink pixie living all alone in the Big City, eight thousand miles away from home? A pink pixie who's stuck managing monster-fighting crews without ever seeing the light of day herself.

I'm a by-the-book librarian. Kissing a stranger at a masquerade? Not my MO. Especially when he turns out to be a rockstar. I'm a rule-following librarian with exactly one reckless night on my resume. And yes, I spend it kissing a masked stranger at a ball. Plot twist: That stranger is Max...

When my college roommate tries to fix me up with her creepy cousin, I do the only thing I can think of to waylay her unwanted matchmaking—I invent a boyfriend in the Navy. Every week for four years, I send a letter to my fictitious soulmate, Officer Elijah O'Donnell, sharing my innermost thoughts and dreams for the future. Which is why no one is more surprised than me when my military hero appears at my place of work and asks me for a date. At six feet four and bristling with blue-eyed masculinity, Elijah O'Donnell is very real—and he's read every one of my letters.

Scoring a job at the exclusive and secretive Hotel Castle Verna is exactly what I need to pay off my debt and avoid a punishment I might not survive. The guests are a little eccentric, but they are great tippers. All I have to do is ignore the strange sights, smells, and sounds coming from the guest rooms, and I can remain gainfully employed. Simple, right? Except there's one guest at the hotel who's always watching me with his mismatched black and white eyes.

They tried to take Margo from me—but I will stop at nothing to keep her safe. Hounded by a relentless stalker, my overbearing uncle, and a detective who seems to think I’m guilty of a crime, my only solace lies with Margo. I’ve only just found her. Forgiven her. And the threat of that all being taken away eats at me. But as she remembers our shared history, and the blood that lies between us, our present begins to unravel. Some danger cannot be avoided.

Overhearing a devastating moment between Caleb and my foster parents sends me into a tail spin. And on the run. I should’ve known he wouldn’t give up so easily. When he finds me, he swears he won’t let go of me again. He’s going to keep me by any means necessary, because his obsession with me runs deeper than affection ever could. But between him and my stalker, I don’t know who’s more determined. I can only hope we both survive the fall out.

Hot. Bossy. Complicated. This is how I describe my boss, Zach Cooper. I'm no one special to him. Just his secretary that he pays really well. (One of the reasons why I put up with him.) Zach needed to loosen up. So I did what any good secretary would do. I seduced him. And then, things got even more complicated. We fell in love. Or at least I did. Zach has too many things to worry about. Things that are more important than me and my son. He needs to prove his innocence and save his business.

Finding out I'm descended from royalty should have been like winning the lottery. Except I got all of the renown and none of the spoils. That's what it means to be related to the dark prince. Still reeling, I throw myself into uncovering more about my dark heritage. Meanwhile, Cal and Adrian try to solve a mystery of their own. Shifters from other packs are going missing...and all the evidence points to witches.

It's been six months since we took down the Tower, ending the violent rule of the Dark River Pack in New York. Life is better than I've ever known it, living on my father's estate in Boston with my fated pack. But the shadows of the past hang over us, and Arben, my dark prince and guardian of our pack, rarely makes it home. He's hunting down the last of our enemies, while we work on our bonds and provide shelter for the first group of omegas rescued by the Underground. Then, duty calls and we have to leave home to help my dad set up an alpha council.

For years, I've waited. For years, the hate inside me has grown, manifesting into a rage so dark its demons consumed my soul. I didn't fight it. I welcomed it. The time has come. My brothers think they can save me. How do you save a man that's devoured by demons? You don't.

Harper Brown is a snarky pain in Sebastian Hastings' ass. His brother's assistant not only seems to hate his guts, but she's also not afraid to talk back to him and tempting enough to distract him from the billions he should be earning. Then, pictures of their one hot kiss leak to the gossip mags, and Sebastian has a brilliant idea. What better way to get the gold diggers off his back than to take himself off the market? It's the perfect solution. Except as things with Harper heat up, it becomes harder for Sebastian to remind himself that she's only playing his fiancée for the money.

I am the recent prospect for the SBMC. I want that patch more than anything in the world. To say that I earned it is the highest honor for me. I do the grunt work. I take the bullets. I do it all with pride. I respect this club and its members. Even more, I respect her. Cherry. The club whore. That's not how I see her. Beneath the depths of her thick skin, there is something I want to earn more than anything. Her heart.

On the same day I lose my job, my house, and all hope for the future, I also lose my journal. And the worst part.... He found it. He read it. And...he commented. At the end of his message is an email address and a plea: Contact me. Please. I know better than to trust strangers with candy, but, after a tequila-fueled night, I create a new email address and do just that...and the man I discover is overflowing with kindness and humor and depth. Meanwhile, I meet Lucas Hutton - a Marine with scars covering his body, heart, and soul.

When I found out I was cast opposite my crush in the school musical, I thought it was a dream come true. Nash Hastings is the type of guy a "good girl" like me should want. He's sweet, attentive, loyal, and best of all, he finally asked me on a date. It's the perfect setup for an onstage romance to move offstage. There's just one problem: Asher Park—the bad-boy rumored to have been involved in the mysterious disappearance of his ex last spring—is also in the play.

As a romance novelist, I'm facing my worst nightmare - writer's block. No matter what I write, I hit delete, knowing it's not worth publishing. The future of my career rests on the success of this new book. So, here I am, looking at Tumblr, desperate for inspiration, when I hear a thumping. Annoyed by the music blaring through the walls, I barge into the hall and bang on my neighbor's door. My very hot, very naughty neighbor, Jake Morreau. 

Lifestream: Live to play, play to win. A hero and his harem, a digital game of survival, and zero respawns. Level up...or lose everything. There's just one little obstacle to staying alive: virtually all the 400 million other players. Sam and the girls are about to discover that in the...