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William James is a man with a lot on his plate. Three years after a messy divorce, he’s renovating the dilapidated old house his wife let him have, working for a construction technology firm, and playing music in bars. But when he moves into a new apartment, he discovers a supernatural ability—he can see ghosts and raise the dead. With his ghostly roommate and two girlfriends, William embarks on a journey to explore the unseen world, build a new family, and learn to control his powers.

Life is good. In just a couple short weeks, I’ll be starting a new job; I’ll be business partners with Holden in our own consulting firm. I’ll be working alongside my best friend instead of the incompetent blowhards I have to put up with now. It also means I’ll get to see more of Holden and his fiance/little Ollie. I can’t get enough of my self-appointed nephew. I love hanging out with both of them; to have adult conversations with Holden and watch Ollie play. But as happy as I am that my friends have found love, I can’t help but be jealous.

To the unassuming observer, Ben Lockwood is your typical suburban dad. Aside from the fact that he's only thirty-six and his daughter is a sophomore in college. He and his wife, Jessica, had their only daughter, Hailey, when they were in high school. So you can imagine the unease Ben is feeling when said daughter brings her new boyfriend home for Thanksgiving… To stay in their house for the whole weekend.

So, you fell in love with your daughter's boyfriend. What happens next? I'll tell you…You finally begin to live again. You take trips, celebrate anniversaries, and attend your first Pride parade as an out-and-proud polyamorous throuple, apparently.

Turning 45, Matteo Brightman is in a rut. He’s a lonely Little looking for a Daddy. Unfortunately, he’s big, buff and tattooed: apparently not the most desirable combination for the available Daddies in the city. Sick of hearing that he’s too old and too big to be taken seriously as a...

I've been secretly married for eight years. Why is it a secret? Because having an open marriage splashed all over headlines isn't a good look. We'd constantly be under the spotlight, our lives and relationships judged. That's not the kind of hockey player I want to be known for, especially because we play for different teams. Although most of my relationships outside of my marriage are passing, I've been pining over my best friend and teammate for years. Years! Just as I decide that maybe it's time to see where this leads, management throws an unexpected play in our faces.

The summer before my senior year of college was supposed to be simple: lose my virginity, avoid all unnecessary drama, and keep my mind focused on my future career far away from this small town. Easy enough. Too bad my newly emerged omega instincts have other plans and my first heat cycle hits me like a freight train with no brakes and zero respect for timing. What was supposed to be a one-time, anonymous hookup behind a glory hole has turned into a slick mess of heat haze, bad decisions, and way too much cuddling. Because the cocky, dirty-talking alpha on the other side of the wall?

For almost a century, we've believed the prophecy to be a hoax. The promise of Fated Mates being the cure to this ruined world was a beautiful story, a romantic lie told to keep us in line. Nothing more than an idyllic promise to make us work together. Only we never did, and the world only suffered more. Joining the military has turned my life into a monotonous cycle of schedule, routine, and order. Day after day, I wake at the same time, wear the same uniform, and stare at the same power-hungry faces I've been commanded by for decades.

Welcome to the Bathhouse, a place where your wildest fantasies can come true. Leave your hang-ups and inhibitions at the door because this is a place where anything goes. Themes include: college hunks, daddies, bears, jocks, older/younger, group, M/M/M, toys, restraint, Dom/sub, and so much more!

I'm not a real beaver. I just play one for the Bloomburg Aspens. You'd be surprised how many times I need to clarify that. It's not a traditional job, but between my yoga studio and playing the beaver, it pays the bills. The beaver mascot gig also comes with one rule: Don't reveal my identity to anyone. Which wasn't a big deal until I met this guy at the bar. A hot guy with a shy smile and a huge… wood. Lukas Pine. A hockey player for the Bloomburg Aspens. He was only supposed to be a one-night stand, but we keep finding each other.

Callum Walker kills people for a living. Although he doesn't get a say in who his boss puts on his list, he likes to hunt people who hurt children in his spare time. After a misunderstanding that leads Callum to believe Ryan Fairview—a local funeral director—is responsible for hurting one of the neighbourhood children, he finds his next target. However, Ryan isn't like other morticians. He can see dead people. So, when Callum breaks into Fairview Funerals ready to kill him, Ryan is shocked to find that his would-be murderer is haunted by all the people he's killed.

Kingston I love being a locksmith. My job is to help people fix their lives when things go awry. A badly sprained ankle has me laid up, but I dislike being idle. A friend suggests I hire an assistant. Little do I know how truly chaotic my life is about to become. I think he’s cute, but never does it occur to me how important he might just become in my life. Ethan I’ve held a series of jobs since graduating from business college, but none has captured my attention. Assisting a grouchy locksmith proves to be one of the more interesting challenges.

All my life I’ve waited for my fairytale romance. Sheltered by my protective father and confined by the dangers of his mafia legacy, I’ve saved myself—my heart and body—all these years for this very moment… Deadly handsome and charming, Mikhail Ivanov, strikes a deal with my father for my hand in marriage, ensuring my safety and building an alliance. And I thank my lucky stars Mikhail is everything I’ve ever dreamed of, his sweet mouth whispering sins and promises—that I’m his little prince, his angel.

After a decade as a single dad, I thought I had life figured out. I put my broken heart on the shelf to raise my daughter Maddie, and watching her grow into a confident, successful woman has been reward enough. Still, life has a way of throwing curves at you–the kind of curves that will get any guy’s attention. When Maddie’s best friends Lexie and Olivia find themselves homeless after losing their apartment, there’s no question I’m going to offer them refuge. They were there for Maddie during our darkest hours, and it’s my turn to be there for them now.

When Asher Scanlon's dad discovers his Little items, Asher finds himself kicked out of home. Fate follows that up with a healthy serve of 'walking in on your boyfriend cheating on you', which is the last thing he needs. Homeless and close to a breakdown, Ash doesn't think things can get any worse...then his college campus Security calls the cops on him.

Finding out that my college boyfriend is cheating on me isn't the way I planned to start the fall semester. My distraction? A friendly competition with my rowing teammates, the Sutton U Crew, vs the hockey team. Until I'm faced with Ethan Walker, a cocky forward and notorious frat boy. The guy's a smug player—in every sense of the word. I thought he was straight, but everywhere I go, there he is. I'm fast, but he's relentless. And I have no idea what I'm going to do when he catches me.

Saying I've had a crush on my best friend's older brother, Pax, most of my life is like saying the big bang was just an explosion. It's true, but I'm not sure that quite captures the essence of its true enormity. I don't think my advanced physics knowledge is going to help me figure this one out. But I think for once I'm okay with not knowing, as long as Pax and I don't know together.

I was twelve when I realized I loved him. Thirteen when I kissed him. And the next day, he made me hate myself for it. Darien turned our friendship into a weapon. Now he calls me his stepbrother and looks right through me like I’m nothing. He pretends he doesn’t remember that night in the closet. But I do. I still taste him like blood in my mouth. I remember how he kissed me back—and how he made sure I paid for it.

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Don’t bring a kiss to a knife fight. Roadkill. Violent. Brash. Obsessive. In the closet. Clyde. Cunning. Ruthless. Biker royalty. Trapped on the other side of the same closet. Roadkill. I’ve hated Clyde Turner since the moment I laid eyes on him. I hate him for existing, for tempting me, for being everything I can’t have.