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I'd spent my entire life voiceless. Ignored. Put to the side. All because I couldn't communicate with the humans that I was forced to be around. All because I wasn't surrounded by my kind. My parents subjected me to the worst type of loneliness because of their history—their hatred.

In front of the world, I'm the loud, funny best friend. The perfect eldest daughter. The talented journalist. The one who plays the game but never lets her heart get involved. But underneath, I'm a mess—hiding from the one thing I fear most: love. Then I met Lorenzo Mancini, the infamous billionaire player. Writing an article about him was supposed to be just another assignment, but deal by deal, we're pulled into a game neither of us should entertain. He's not who I expected, and the more time we start to spend together, the more he makes me question everything.

The Arcana aren't just figures in a tarot deck―they're real. Terrifyingly real. That's what I learned when I found a tarot card in the snow and was yanked from my world into Towerfall. The first thing the people of this harsh, cruel realm did was try to kill me, and they probably would have succeeded if Kane hadn't taken me to his hideout in the woods and nursed me back to health.

Laura Young is caught in a storm. After a tragic incident leaves her mom in a coma, she focuses on the happiness in her life—her two best friends and her five-year-old son. What Laura needs is some good luck. What she gets is the captain of the New York Nighthawks, Alec Kostelecky—a ghost from her past. With captivating hazel eyes and a body that showcases his dedication on the ice, Alec is every girl's dream. He is passionate, and when he wants something, he goes after it.

Happily divorced, I’m now the boss of my own design firm, and my bed is strictly a party-for-one situation. Until Sam Beaulieu—celebrity chef, five stars in an apron, and way too young for me—asks me to dinner. There’s only one right answer. No. But resisting him is about as easy as swearing off dessert. So I give in. To his charm. His sinful mouth. His maddening ability to make me feel. But this can only ever be a fling.

At one time, Dominic Evans was my everything. That was before everything fell apart. My parents had warned me he wasn't the right kind of man for me and Dom proved them right. Now seventeen years later, I'm returning home. Running from my own mistakes in the form of an abusive, cheating fiancé...

When I met him, I didn't realize who he was. I still didn't when I let him take me back to his hotel for the night. I never expected to see him again. Until I found him on my father's couch, revealing he and I are connected in more ways than simply a one-night stand. To make it worse, he was a Saint, part of the ruling mafia family that owned the city of Redhill. I should have stayed away at that point. I had a lot at risk and my own mess to deal with, but it wasn't that easy. Not when he kept showing up, and that one night turned to two, and then three.

I don’t want to be someone’s dirty little secret. I know all too well what that feels like. Guarding my heart means staying out of pro football player Brock Williams’s bed and out of the spotlight. After all these years, he’s exactly like I remember: charming, determined, and used to getting what he wants. And what he wants now is me. The chemistry between us is undeniable. The guy I always saw as a player is now the one who makes my heart beat fast—the one who leaves dirty love notes on my pillow. Oh, yeah…he also happens to be my brother’s best friend.

Juniper St. James has never met her half-sister before, yet she finds herself with an invitation to her lavish New York wedding. With only a handful of stressful weeks to go until the big event, Juniper wants a fake boyfriend, and she wants Julian's help getting his college roommate and hot NFL star, Noah, to play the role. Julian reluctantly goes along with the trade, but spending long, late nights working on his case with Juniper makes him realize how surprisingly well he can tolerate her company. Or more than tolerate.

I think I'm screwed. Seriously. Why, you ask? Because when one of the first warnings you get after joining the Chicago Red Tails hockey team is to never even think about touching Dex Foster's sister, you abide by your teammate's wishes. You do not find her adorably attractive. You do not befriend her. You certainly do not kiss her, And for the love of hockey, you Do. Not. Sleep. With. Her. See where I'm going with this?

Five years ago, I bled to death from a knife to the throat. But I didn't stay dead. I woke up changed, and remembered far too much. I have been haunted by the memories of my past lives ever since. For five years, I've had the illogical certainty that I've spent lifetimes connected to the same soul. Lifetimes of love, heartache, and betrayal. Was I destined to find them again? As fate would have it while seeking revenge for my death, my murderer led me straight to her: Sunny.

Expensive. Powerful. And entirely f*cked up. That sums up the pretentious but elite circle I grew up in. As much as I hate it, this life has its perks. If I want it, it's mine. It's as simple as that. Until she showed up. She's a tempting little vixen I'm not allowed to have. One intense night...

I was the first one on the team to get married. I was the first one of us to have a kid. I was also the first one of us whose marriage went up in flames, making me the team's first single dad. Yeah, not one of my better saves. Not that I'm complaining. My daughter is my life. I'd do anything for...

Revna was once chosen as a sacrifice to the Gods, but another took her place on that cursed boat—and she can never forget. Commander of the Myddheim Maidens, she fights relentlessly to shield all she can from the darkness that's plagued her realm ever since. But now the boat has returned. To protect those she holds dear, she accepts her fate and is thrust into the realms of Gods and monsters. There, she must confront the one person who has haunted her days and nights for nine years: the God of Destruction himself.

She's more than a city girl. She's a celebrity with fans … and stalkers. I'm an ex-military cowboy from a small town that I'm content to never leave. We should never have crossed paths. The same way I should never have been at Monroe Blue's concert—never mind jumping onstage to save her...

Noah may have a solidified playboy reputation, but he also has a new puppy at home and a single mom for a sister who relies on him to babysit when she's busy saving lives as a doctor. The problem? Football season is quickly approaching, and Noah's worried who will fill his shoes when he's out of town winning games. The solution? Asking Gemma Briggs to move in with him. But what happens when the temporary arrangement becomes something they both want to make permanent?

I'm Karli Brighton, reigning Queen of Epic Screw-Ups. With twelve med school rejection letters burning a hole in my back pocket, I'm back in my quirky hometown for the summer. Grumpy and shame-faced, I'm not exactly in the mood to make new friends. Having a wild one-night stand with the charming pretty boy I meet at a local bar to feel better about myself? Probably not the smartest idea. But I take comfort in knowing that I'll never see the gorgeous stranger again. Until he strolls into my family home one hour later.

Once upon a time, Davis Westbrook was my small-town fairytale. We fell in love at 16. Married at 21. High school sweethearts destined for forever. Then, in one cruel moment, fate stormed in, knocked over our white picket fence, and stole our happy ever after. Davis and I moved on with separate lives. I run the local veterinary clinic. He is Honey Hill's hot-as-hell chief deputy sheriff. And we're nothing but cordial exes, politely keeping our distance around town.

It was only meant to be one wild night. Now my older brother's best friend, a savage mafia brute, is the father of my unborn child. My life was cold, sterile, and planned to perfection. And then came Reaper, an erupting volcano that melted my… everything. Yes, there's a reason behind his name... He's ruthless to the core. And I'm mesmerized by his scorching center. My brother's out for blood. He'll stop at nothing to destroy us. But I'm addicted to the thrill. To the danger. To the inked masterpiece that's Reaper.

"You gonna catch me if I fall, Becks?" I should have known those words, whispered to my best friend's brother, would come back to haunt me... But I had no idea he'd be the only one who could save me when my world threatened to come crashing down. Becket Kingston is a lot of things. Tall, dark, and deliciously handsome, he's corded muscle hidden beneath an expensive suit with eyes the color of an angry ocean and a sharp tongue good for so many things. And this future US Senator with a brain even bigger than his bank account is about to be my fake husband.