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Bryce Quinlan never expected to see a world other than Midgard, but now that she has, all she wants is to get back. Everything she loves is in Midgard: her family, her friends, her mate. Stranded in a strange new world, she's going to need all her wits about her to get home again. And that's no easy feat when she has no idea who to trust.

Breaking down in front of a repair shop wasn't what I needed. Neither was falling for the broody mechanic under the hood. Casey Football is my future—my escape, my identity. But when my Beamer craps out in a sketchy part of town, I meet Ryker Hart, the grumpy mechanic who calls me a pretty boy...

Bryce Quinlan had the perfect life until a demon murdered her closest friends. When the accused is behind bars but the crimes start up again, Bryce finds herself at the heart of the investigation. She'll do whatever it takes to avenge their deaths. Hunt Athalar is a notorious Fallen angel, now enslaved to the Archangels. His brutal skills and incredible strength have been set to one purpose-to assassinate his boss's enemies, no questions asked. But with a demon wreaking havoc in the city, he's offered an irresistible deal: help Bryce find the murderer, and his freedom will be within reach.

Bryce Quinlan and Hunt Athalar are trying to get back to normal—they may have saved Crescent City, but with so much upheaval in their lives lately, they mostly want a chance to relax. Slow down. Figure out what the future holds. The Asteri have kept their word so far, leaving Bryce and Hunt alone. But with the rebels chipping away at the Asteri's power, the threat the rulers pose is growing. As Bryce, Hunt, and their friends get pulled into the rebels' plans, the choice becomes clear: stay silent while others are oppressed, or fight for what's right. 

Bryce Quinlan had the perfect life–working hard all day and partying all night–until a demon murdered her closest friends, leaving her bereft, wounded, and alone. When the accused is behind bars but the crimes start up again, Bryce finds herself at the heart of the investigation. She'll do whatever it takes to avenge their deaths. Hunt Athalar is a notorious Fallen angel, now enslaved to the Archangels he once attempted to overthrow. His brutal skills and incredible strength have been set to one purpose–to assassinate his boss's enemies, no questions asked.

My college plans are simple: study, graduate, and get my business off the ground. Until one chance encounter in the library has my sights shifting. Isaac is as fiery as the hair atop his head. With his ire directed at me, I should steer clear. But I can’t step away from the English major I suspect is harboring some hurt. With a mutual love for poetry and undeniable chemistry sparking between us, it’s not long before Isaac starts letting me in. But will Isaac’s affection fizzle when he learns about the videos I make in my spare time?

Elian has lost two major anchors in his life, and he can’t figure out how to get back on track, so he takes to the rails, trying to outrun his struggles. The farther he runs, the deeper he sinks, losing himself more and more until a random phone call reminds him, he isn’t as alone as he thought. There is someone out there who still cares—Tyler.

Bryce Quinlan and Hunt Athalar are trying to get back to normal—they may have saved Crescent City, but with so much upheaval in their lives lately, they mostly want a chance to relax. Slow down. Figure out what the future holds. The Asteri have kept their word so far, leaving Bryce and Hunt alone. But with the rebels chipping away at the Asteri's power, the threat the rulers pose is growing. As Bryce, Hunt, and their friends get pulled into the rebels' plans, the choice becomes clear.

Seven minutes isn’t enough for a life. But it’s long enough to remember how much I’m loved. Eli-I thought the worst part of losing my husband would be the slow drift apart, the way hospital shifts swallowed our nights, and silence replaced laughter. I never imagined the worst part would be dying in his ER, the flatline screaming while his hands were the last to touch me. But death isn’t empty. Not at first. In those final seven minutes, my life plays back like a reel, and every frame belongs to him. Our first kiss. Our first night tangled together. The vows we spoke when we promised forever.

Bryce Quinlan never expected to see a world other than Midgard, but now that she has, all she wants is to get back. Everything she loves is in Midgard: her family, her friends, her mate. Stranded in a strange new world, she's going to need all her wits about her to get home again. And that's no easy feat when she has no idea who to trust.

When my boyfriend breaks up with me, I’m left with two nonrefundable tickets to my dream Alaskan cruise and no one to accompany me. Seeing that as a problem easily solved, I hit up the Heart2Heart app to find myself a plus-one. What I don’t expect is Foster, a dimple-possessing sweetheart who doesn’t seem to mind my perpetually bad luck and cheery optimism. The only hitch? Foster has a fear of open water. Oh, and I have no clue if he’s remotely interested in me as more than a friend.

When Liam Belanger gets a professional tryout with the Miami Caimans, he's hoping to land a roster spot that'll keep him from bussing tables. If he can make the team and score a tryout in bed with Russ Lyons, the veteran defenseman who's appointed himself Liam's mentor, that would be the icing on the sweet hockey cake. Living life by a strict set of rules has worked out well for Russ. He has a great career, great friends, and a great family, even if they do keep setting him up with hometown honey traps.

He was everything I never wanted. Impulsive. Careless. Self-Destructive. I'm the cliché they all warn you about. The head case with a pretty face. If I'm not chasing the bottom of a bottle, I'm snorting a line off a girl's ass. That guy you know who plays Russian Roulette at parties? That's me...

Cowboys break hearts. It's a known fact. But my career as a romance planner has me moving back to my hometown of Kissing Ridge—a town so full of cowboys you can't enter a room without bumping into a Stetson. And I don't date cowboys. Not that it matters. I build romance for others… not myself. There's no way I'm falling for a steer wrestler with a sinful smile and awkward rambles. I've already had one cowboy break my heart. I don't intend to make it two.

I’m Logan Lewis: popular, charming, and athletic. All the girls love me. Yep, I’ve really got it made. Then I find myself in danger of failing my chemistry class and losing my sports scholarship. I know the only person who can save me is the smartest science tutor on campus. Theo Reign is brilliant. He’s also cold, antisocial, moody, and mean. He looks at me like he hates me, but touches me like he wants me. There’s something just beneath the surface that draws me in. His secret pain mirrors my own, and I suddenly find myself craving him.

Nia finds herself entangled in a world of lies and betrayal, where the truth is as elusive as the Dream Stalker himself. Now trapped in a perilous court, she must navigate her own web of deceit while honing her magic. Every ally may be an enemy, and every word could be her last. In this...

I'm a list person. Lists make sense, they give a chaotic, unpredictable world order. Realizing I was gay at 30 definitely wasn't on my list. I guess I need a new list….

Prepare for the fifth installment in the Fantasy World series! Evan and his men are back for more muffins and mayhem, snarky banter, swoon, and the romance and silliness you've come to expect and love.

I didn’t know the house I broke into belonged to a mafioso, and now my revenge arc is a lot more complicated. 7 years ago, I died. Nameless, forgotten, left in a ditch after an overdose. I don’t know who saved me or why. God? Satan? A good Samaritan whose name I'll never know? It doesn't really matter. I don’t know who I used to be. My name, my past, they were buried. But somehow, I'm still here. I'm not the only one the Sleepless Reapers have used and abused, but I will be the last, if I have anything to say about it. I don’t need the attention of a mafioso.

I’ve hated spoiled, cocky Patrick Whitt since the first time I saw him at football camp when we were kids. Once we made it to the NFL, of course, he landed on the LA Royals, the biggest rivals of my team, the Denver Rush. Everything about him rubs me the wrong way…until one unexpected night, we happen to rub each other the right way, and suddenly I can’t get enough of him.