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It's the classic storyboy goes off into the world to fulfill his dreams and leaves the girl behind. Not every boy returns home, and I wish Ben Noughton wouldn't have come back to our small ranching town at all after he retired from playing professional football. I figure it's a quick layover for him. He always wanted out of this town and off his family's ranch. I just have to bide my time until he turns his back on all of us again.

Mine wasn’t a love story. It was a cautionary tale. A field guide for exactly what not to do if you ever found yourself in my size-six riding shoes. A reminder in case you needed another reason you shouldn’t fall for the bad boy who promised you the world and left you with a bullet in your skull instead. Or the glorified bodyguard who thought catching a knife to the gut meant he deserved a ring. And how to not use sex and adrenaline to cope with either. Both?

Over a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the second grade, I gave Wren Tyler my heart. I never wanted it back, even when time, distance, and fate kept us apart—because even as a kid, I knew I'd love that girl forever. It’s not until years later that we finally have a chance to be together. Finally. I’ve waited patiently through every obstacle and impossibility, and nothing is going to mess up my chance at a future with Wren. Unfortunately, my vengeful ex-fiancée has other plans.

Brax Adler is a complete liar. He’s also the love of my life. So when he ends up in my emergency room after a car accident, I can’t resist helping him—but only long enough to get him healed. And then I’m out of there. He’s broken my heart before. I’m not giving him the chance to do it again. But the more time I spend with him, the more it feels like coming home again. He swears he’s changed and that we can start fresh. And it feels so good to be in his arms.

All I wanted was to be away from the limelight, away from my parents. A perfect place where I could live a simple life. A fresh start. A small beach town. That's what I thought I found, until the tortured ocean-colored eyes of the town outcast catch me off guard. Everyone warns me to stay away from him. They tell me he's a monster. His eyes tell another story, though, and I need to know what it is. It becomes almost an obsession.

Esme had thought she was free, but a shocking revelation forces her to return to Stonewood. There she must deal with life-altering secrets and lies, as well as face the consequences of running away. Caleb is angrier than ever, hell-bent on punishing her for what he considers to be the greatest betrayal. As she delves deeper into the past with the aid of unlikely allies, even more secrets resurface, making her and everyone around her question the very foundation of their lives.

I came to London to plan a Christmas gala—not to end up half-naked under a streetlamp with a gorgeous stranger. And definitely not to find out, once the photos go viral, that he’s a member of the royal family. Now I’m a tabloid punchline, my client’s panicking, and my perfectly planned holiday has gone straight to scandal. The solution? Pretend we’re dating until the cameras lose interest. Simple. And nothing Emily Darling, social-media whizz, can’t handle. Except Oliver isn’t the snotty aristocrat I expected. He’s funny, kind, unfairly sexy—and a Christmas nerd just like me.

He's my first love. My high school sweetheart. And he's leaving tomorrow for a bigger and better life. I've loved Ben almost my entire life, and we have one night left before he heads miles away to college on a football scholarship. I'm bound and determined to make sure this day goes perfectly so he remembers me as the girl he loves. But I cant help worrying that Ill end up as the girl he loved.

I am a lesser from a servant world. But even before I was taken? There was no rescue for me. The night sky isn’t the only place that’s filled with darkness. And cages look different, but they’re all the same. I might be fragile as glass, but I shielded my daughter with my own body. I’ll withstand these brutal aliens. Their leader. The one who has blades in his wrists and a fractured look in his eyes? I’m all that stands between him and Earth. But now I think I have the advantage. Because he sees through me, which means he doesn't see what's right in front of him.

Harker has everything he wants, except a child. He’s finally chosen the mother. Alison is brilliant, kind and hard-working. Her genes will mesh perfectly with his. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s spent the last year fantasizing about taking her to his bed and doing all kinds of deliciously wicked things to her.

I've always been a good girl. The perfect daughter. The perfect sister. And, in two weeks, I'm supposed to become the perfect wife. I don't know or like the man my father chose to marry me off to but I have no say in the matter.

Roman went from target to collateral damage. It seems my heart will suffer the same fate. After killing Bjorn Ericsson, Gwyn has taken control of the Chicago coven that Roman Sauveterre calls home. It's a betrayal she knows he will never forgive her for—and she doesn't think she deserves it anyway. Now that Gwyn has gotten her vengeance, she has plans to weaken the vampire population significantly, even if she won't be there to see it through. She got what she wanted, but why doesn't she feel any better?

Avery Sinclair is good at her job as the social media manager for the Baltimore Thunderhawks. She's one of the best in the NFL, in fact. The only thing stopping her from being the account of the year? The DC Titans, run by the mystery man she's been feuding with for years.

Since the man I thought I would be walking down the aisle with broke up with me, I’ve been focused on my business. As the designer of Emma Belle Bridal Gowns, headlining the Blushing Bride Convention in Las Vegas has been the highlight of my year. And the legendary editor of The Dress magazine wants to feature me in their upcoming issue?

The day I left Wilder Valley, I swore I’d never return. My dreams were too big for this small town, and I was determined to make it in LA, even if that meant leaving behind the man I loved. Now I’m back, brokenhearted and publicly humiliated after a colossal breakup live-streamed to the masses. I have no career or money to show for my 23 years away. If I could hide out anywhere else on the planet, I would. Instead, I resort to taking the only job in town. A nanny gig for my high school sweetheart.

It’s been four months since Nick has been with a woman. One hundred and twenty days since he’s touched Sarah, tasted her, felt her heat wrapped around him, but tonight his abstinence will end. Tonight, she’ll come to La Petite Mort Club and they’ll resume their passionate affair. Except she doesn’t show up—no phone call, no letter, no nothing. It isn’t possible that she doesn’t want him. She was as hot for him as he was for her. He needs to find her and show her that she wants him as much as he wants her.

I've loved Maeve Wilder my whole life. She's never seen me as more than a friend but that's my fault. By the time I was brave enough to confess my feelings, I was too late. She met the man she would marry and it wasn't me. I missed my chance. Now we're in our thirties, still the best of friends, and I've made peace with the fact my unrequited love will never amount to more than a wild crush. Mostly. But when her husband walks out—leaving her to raise their three children alone, I'm the one who is there to pick up the pieces.

I also managed to get into the kind of coed naked trouble with him that involved a nurse, a shotgun, a feral turkey, and a pair of pliers. But all's well that ends well, and we already have plans to meet up again. It's early days, but I'm already thinking Drew might be the one.

I race to finance it. I evade to protect it. I kill to attain it. I planned everything. Except her. The alluring, curvaceous blonde at the finish line. With sapphire eyes that cheat and lie. Whose powerful family murdered mine. I hate her. I want her. I know she’s hiding something. But so am I.

So let me get this straight... For the next few days I’ve got myself a grumpy fake husband who’s also kind of my...bodyguard? I guess that’s a better way to spend the weekend than binge-watching reality television, especially since it’s kind of my fault we’re on the run from the mob and I need a protector.