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Andrew Reyes is handsome, rich, and very straight—he’s married to a gorgeous woman. Outspoken about his distaste for gay people, he isn’t shy about his opinion as he watches the gay couple he and his wife share a flight with. Logan McCall is handsome, rich, and openly gay. He isn’t impressed with the bigoted jerk across the aisle, no matter how easy on the eyes he is. To their shock and horror, they’re the only survivors when the plane crashes—stranded on a desert island with no hope of rescue, and no one but each other to depend on for survival.

Slade Cruz is the devil. He’s intimidating, sexy as sin, and unpredictably wild. His eyes draw me in while his vicious smirk screams at me to run and never look back. I’m a toy to him, a pawn to use in his devilish games. I’ve already suffered through hell and back and if it’s games he wants then it’s games he’ll get, but he should be warned, this time it’s my turn to play the lead. This time, I get to be the devil.

The decision to stop dating has made Vaughn Hargrave’s life infinitely simpler: he has friends, an excellent wardrobe, and a job in the industry he loves. That’s all he really needs, especially since sex isn’t his forte anyway and no one else seems interested in a purely romantic connection. But when a piece is stolen from his art gallery and insurance investigator Jonah Sondern shows up, Vaughn finds himself struggling with that decision.

Who the f--k gave Slade Cruz this kind of power over me? I don’t know how it happened. One minute he was the guy I loathed, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up beside him desperate to get out of there. When secrets are revealed, Slade and I realize that we are more connected than we could have ever known. Not only are we learning that our hearts beat as one, but we now share a common enemy who neither of us could have foreseen. I’m quickly learning that Lucien Valentine isn’t only the monster in my storybook, but makes appearances in many.

Welcome to Devil’s Crossing. Here monsters don’t hide in the shadows. They aren’t made of myth and magic either. Normal men are the things that go bump in the night, and I am the most dangerous of them all. I am vengeance wrapped in a pretty package, but you can call me Sin, everyone else does. I’m a ghost made of flesh and blood. Legally, I don’t exist. Sold into slavery as a child, I exist as nothing more than a weapon, bringing death where the boss of our underground syndicate directs me.

With the feds breathing down his neck, Jericho has to find his way through Wade’s maze of half truths and manipulations. It would all be so much easier if Jericho could think straight in the other man’s presence. So much easier if their passionate past could be forgotten, and if he could be sure he’s strong enough to resist the temptation of a passionate present.

LA cop Jericho Crewe got the hell out of Mosely, Montana, when he was 17. Fifteen years later, he’s back, and everything is just as messed up as when he left. He planned a quick visit to deal with his injured father, but of course things are never that simple. Family complications, police complications, social complications—and, as always, Wade Granger complications.

Trouble comes to Mosely, Montana, from the outside world. When the residents of Mosely are left on their own, they can make things work. Sure, there’s always been a militia operating up in the hills, but they were small-scale—just survivalists doing their thing—until organizers came in from out of state. Now, Jericho Crewe and the rest of the sheriff’s department are facing down a heavily armed band of fanatics, and the feds are busy elsewhere.

A murdered prostitute. An obvious suspect. Clear evidence. For once, Jericho Crewe has a straightforward crime to investigate, and Wade Granger isn’t involved. It all seems so simple, but Jericho’s instincts won’t let him rest. As he investigates, he finds troubling suggestions that the murder is a part of something larger and more sinister. But working within the boundaries of the law may keep him from finding the truth. If Jericho doesn’t break the rules, an innocent man may rot in jail while a killer remains free to strike again.

I was a monster when I had nothing. Forced to be an assassin for a criminal organization, it only took a simple order to have me end a life. Now, I have everything to lose. The woman I fought hard not to love, has become my entire world. I might have taken Raven to save her from her father, but I’m keeping her for myself. Till death do we part. Vows we shared in secret may come to be more prophesy than promise, because I’ll destroy anything that tries to keep me from her.

Ángel Cruz is a dedicated session musician, until loyalty to his estranged family forces him to work for Oberon, the feared and hated envoy from the Otherworld. Overnight, Ángel is taken from his life, his friends, his work, and trapped in a hideous mansion in the middle of nowhere. He is under constant surveillance, with only the frightening fae for company.

Raven and I fought for peace and found it inside chaos and bloodshed. Our life will never be perfect. There are too many victims and too much pain for us to wrap our happy ending in a bow. Not that a perfect ending matters to us, because that isn’t who we are. We found each other through pain, and tied ourselves to each other in ribbons of trauma.

On the run and plagued by the ghosts of someone else’s past, Cora finds herself stranded in the small town of Ashland, Oregon. She’s alone, scared, and on borrowed time when a mysterious man shows up out of nowhere, offering to help her when she needs it most. And for the first time in her life, Cora is tempted to make a connection that goes beyond skin deep.

After she’s given devastating news and suffers a heartbreaking loss, Frankie Masters decides to pack her bags and form a plan, one that includes relocating to Ashland, Oregon. Little does she know, this will open the door for things she never allowed herself to have or desire—like falling in love and hoping for a happily ever after before it’s too late.

After mountain lion shifter Reese Fitzpatrick’s father is killed by a hunter’s bullet, Reese must battle to keep his father's legacy alive. But when Sarah McAvoy arrives to help run the Fitzpatricks' remote luxury resort, her presence quickly becomes more of a hindrance than a help...especially as each of her secrets comes to light.

It’s the thought that’s kept me going for four long years. I’ve imagined it, dreamed about it, relished in it. I want it so bad, but the question is, do I have what it takes to make it happen? Taking a life isn’t for the faint-hearted. Just ask Lucien, he knows. He’s taken me back to where it all started, and I know exactly how it’s going to go.

She’s a bullheaded, devoted daughter who doesn’t have time to entertain ideas of forever and always. He’s a stoic, broody dragon with a laser focused plan and taste for revenge. Busy taking care of her wheelchair-bound father and working multiple jobs to get by, the last thing Posey needs is one more complication in her life. When Kai shows up in her coffee shop, Posey does everything she can to ignore the instant attraction that leaves her reeling.

Ronny Caldwell is no longer the awkward and unsure teen he once was when he became a member of the Dragovihk Clan. The young wolf is now a force to be reckoned with and a vital part of the clan’s inner circle. His family has grown to respect and appreciate him, and Ronny has become someone they can count on and call in when situations get rough, and when his uncles ask him to continue fighting the battle they started together, will they finally win? Or will Ronny's crusade crash and burn, taking his family—and his mate—down with it?

When Brady asks for Josh’s help to lose weight, their running regimen draws the two even closer. Slowly, Brady builds up the endurance he needs to chase after Josh, but Josh’s past and his own self-esteem issues keep tossing out hurdles. If they want the future they’ve been dreaming of, they’ll both need to shed the real weight they’re carrying.

Father Franklin Santini was tired of rising crime rates, and a downward spiral of humanity. He was frustrated by people who felt the confessional could be used as a get out of Hell free card, thereby perverting scripture to justify their sinful actions.