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How in the name of the goddess’ favorite sports bra am I going to do this Magical Librarian job? I have no idea what I’m doing. And the woman who’s supposed to be training me is...well, let’s just say she’s distracted and leave it at that. I guess I’ll bumble through. It’s become something of a trademark move for me. My name is Naida Griffith, and I’m a sorceress.

I’m known around the country as the Cowboy Princess. A reality TV star who likes champagne, expensive shoes, and cowboys. It’s a lie. For me, there has only been one cowboy...except he never wanted me. Now stardom has attracted the wrong kind of attention. A person I know is hunting me. My only choice is to go home to The King’s Land - home to Garrett, the man I could never forget. I’ve always loved Garrett, but I’ve always known he could never return that love. My childish lies drove him away.

Melina gave me her body and ran away. She can run, but she can't hide. I needed to lose myself in a woman. It was just supposed to be one night. She gave more than either of us bargained for. I claimed her innocence, and she disappeared. She has no idea the lengths I will go to find her. I won't allow her to get away again. I'll track her down. Nothing will keep me from her. I don't care what I must do. Even if I have to declare war to keep her, Melina will be mine.

I’ve never laid eyes on a man, not even in pictures. Eden is a woman’s world...a world no man has ever stepped foot on. But then the Khetar arrive. They’re big alien men, in a big alien ship, with big alien d—let’s just say it’s a big problem, especially because High Command assigns me to operate the airlock for a diplomatic mission. I make first contact with their king, their scion: Thuliak. One look into those burning teal eyes is all it takes. He’s the first and last man I ever need to see. A woman from Eden may never touch a man.

Twenty years ago, a deadly virus swept the globe, ravaging the population. People died and came back as monsters, and through the tragedy that rocked the world, survivors were born. Megan James is the product of survivors. Her parents crossed hundreds of miles of dangerous countryside to reach Atlanta and the promise of a real future. Now, two decades later, Meg is facing a crisis of her own. Her father has vanished and is presumed dead, and her mom is teetering on the edge of insanity, but all Meg really wants is to return to the safe world she always thought she was living in.

The only woman I need in my life is my eight-year-old daughter, Jane. As a widowed brewery owner, I don’t have the time or inclination for anything more serious than a one night stand. Running the brewery is a big job, and being a parent is a bigger one, especially since my in-laws keep trying to prove I’m an unfit guardian.

For the first time in a year, she meets a man that intrigues her. A sexy stranger that seems as affected by her as she is by him. She gives in to her desires, only to find out moments later that he’s about to become her professional enemy. They battle for the most coveted project in the industry. Their passion on the battlefield threatens to bleed from the boardroom to the bedroom. Constantly teetering on that fine edge until it becomes too much for both of them.

The world Megan James thought she knew has been slowly unraveling. Her father disappeared and was presumed dead, her mother's sanity started to slip away, and the safe world she'd always thought she was living in slowly began to reveal its very dark and twisted depths. With the discovery that both her father and long-lost uncle, Angus James, were alive, Meg thought she'd finally learned all the secrets New Atlanta and the CDC had to offer, but she soon discovers the surprises have barely begun.

Twenty years ago, Angus James woke to find himself in a sterile room. On the other side of the locked door, doctors worked to manipulate a virus, using him as their ultimate pin cushion. He was supposed to be dead - and there were moments over the next two decades when he wished he was.

My name is Wyld Buchanan. Fresh out of college, I have a coveted intern position at the biggest movie studio in Hollywood, and probably the only virgin left in tinsel town. One night, I decided to take fate into my own hands. I was going to lose my innocence to a sexy stranger. He thought I was being mysterious when I told him my name was Wild. He thought I was just another starry eyed girl looking for a ticket to the shinier life. He thought wrong.

Stranded hours from home and empty-handed, with Kellan on the brink of death, Regan finds herself facing the most difficult challenge yet. Their enemies are still out there, lurking in the shadows and seeking revenge, and with nowhere else to turn, she must put all her faith in the hands of strangers if they have any chance of surviving.

Still reeling from loss and with the harsh Oklahoma elements seemingly working against them, Kellan and Regan set out to rescue Harper from Andrew and his men. Only now they aren’t just fighting to free a teenage girl, they’re fighting to keep a promise to the man who saved them, knowing if they fail, Harper won’t be the only one at risk. Joining forces with a new group means having help and making friends, but it also brings new conflict and the risk of losing everything they’ve worked to build over the last eight years.

Sometimes the most novel approach to love comes when we least expect it.... A lot can happen at a book convention, but for a conservative romance author like me, things remained fairly predictable. Until the unofficial king of smut crashed into my life, leaving sparks - and our luggage flying around us. I had never heard of the illustrious Gage Blackstone, but after two seconds in his presence, my mind was conjuring up scenes that wouldn’t make it into my sweet stories. He was worldly, gorgeous and his eyes promised naughty things to come. Things I never knew I wanted.

Georgian Bay: a spectacular terrain of granite shores, deserted islands, and infinite sparkling bays. As part of her cross-Canada charity tour, Amanda Doucette has planned a kayaking trip in the area for abused families from a rural Ontario community. While exploring some remote islands offshore, she and a local tour guide rescue a frightened young woman whose boat has capsized.

My home was burning. The mountains were on fire. Then, out of the ashes, came an angel. Kennedy. One look and I knew that I needed her. When I saw those stunning green eyes and delicious curves, I knew I would do anything to make her mine. But Kennedy isn’t here on her own. She’s surrounded by other convicts and a half-dozen armed guards. They’re part of a program using prisoners to help fight the wildfires. They’re determined to keep her in chains. I’m determined to break her free. Kennedy may be a convict, but I know she’s innocent. I can feel it.

Cain came for me today. Even before he spoke his name, his power all but drove me to my knees. Power that can pin me against a wall with just a thought and hold me there as he slowly cuts my clothes from my quivering body, making sure I know he is enjoying every blushing moment. Power that will punish me until I plead for mercy, tease and torment me until I beg for release, and then ravage me brutally over and over again until I'm utterly spent and shamefully broken. Power that will claim me as his forever.

By the time Flint Rendell caught the beautiful, curvy brunette in midair, he already knew he’d never let her go. Flint figured his life of chopping down trees and building his cabin in the woods, far from civilization, would be his life. He’d never found much use for other people, but from the moment he caught a glimpse of her, everything changed.

They came hoping to find a new home after their own planet was destroyed, but Earth was dying as well, and most humans saw their arrival as an invasion. Now, two decades later, the Veilorians have been banished to the District, a fenced-in area on the outskirts of the last known livable land on Earth. Most people do their best to pretend they don’t exist, but not everyone. There are humans, like my cousin, who see them for what they are. Despite the threat of disownment, she married a Veilorian, and now she, too, lives in the District.

When my job lands me in Dogwood Cove, I have no intention of pretending to be someone I’m not. I especially didn’t intend to fall for a cautious, small-town bookstore owner who brings out a side of me I was convinced no longer existed. We couldn’t be more opposite, but I can’t seem to stay away from her. The problem is, if Paige knew the truth of who I was, how broken I really am, she’d run in the other direction. My emotional scars run deep, the chains of guilt weigh me down.

This is no boring librarian shushing people from behind a desk. This librarian corrals rogue magic. But more importantly, she has a frog and a cat, and she’s not afraid to use them! I knew when I woke up with a migraine that things were going to get interesting. As a magical artifact wrangler, it’s not an unusual way to start my day. But I had no idea how bad it was going to get until I found a frog sitting in my teacup.