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My new co-worker … not a fan. Well, I do like the way he looks, the way he moves, and the way his forearms flex when he rolls the sleeves of his dress shirt up. But I hate how much pleasure he takes when he makes fun of me for using a matchmaker. I’ve always gone after what I want. Why should love be any different?

Roaring back from a life-threatening injury, Theo has the world at his skates as defenseman for his new team, the Chicago Rebels. Everyone adores his big personality, his on-ice talent, and his killer smile. Everyone but his prickly neighbor - or so he thinks. One chilly Christmas Eve, Theo will learn that maybe the girl next door isn’t such a hater after all....

It’s Christmas Eve in NYC, when anything is possible. For these couples, it’s the season to find true love. From second chances, big leaps, missed connections, and reconnections, this charming collection celebrates the spirit of the holidays and delivers nine perfect HEAs.

Everything changed the night my dad died. The night I met Saint, Galen, Caz, and Theo. Those manipulative a-holes set out to ruin me after our hot night together, but they didn’t realize you can’t destroy something that’s already broken. And it only works if the victim cares. Which I don’t. Because I’ve been in hell for years, and nothing penetrates the steel walls I’ve erected. Until The Sainthood decides I belong to them and cracks appear in my veneer. Their cruel games, harsh words, and rough touch awakens something inside me, and now, I’m in trouble.

The boy I grew up loving is now the made man who broke my heart. I had one primary goal in life: to marry Don Caleb Accardi, give him lots of babies, and live happily ever after. Until he shattered my fantasy and destroyed my belief in love. His playboy status isn't the issue. I learned to live with his womanizing while patiently waiting on the sideline for him to truly notice me.

Cora's visit with the elves proves to be more than she bargained for. She learns her parentage, but it's the last thing she ever expected to hear. She came to the elves for help to defeat King Lux, to free the dragons still trapped in captivity, but she discovers a timeless place, where outside matters mean nothing. There's little chance to convince them of anything, especially when her human heritage has permanently marked her as an outsider.

I had the chance to leave these lands and avoid the war—but I chose to stay. I chose to stay because if I don't keep Harlow safe, she'll die. The demons are a foe too powerful, invulnerable to Huntley's fire-breathing dragons, a fiend so untouchable that HeartHolme and the other kingdoms stand no chance. I tried so hard to fight it, restrained my emotions from the first time we were together, but the inevitable has come to pass. I've fallen hard for this woman—a human. I've chosen to risk my immortality for her even though she wouldn't forsake her humanity for me.

Evie Scott went through hell and barely escaped. Now, she does everything she can to remain invisible. To survive. Because if she’s found, she’s dead.

My father has made his decision and he won’t change it. I’m about to lose the love of my life. How can I ever go on without him? I’ll never love anyone else the way I love him. Can this really be the end? Carter’s story also begins in this installment.

Sleeping with my boyfriend’s best friend, behind his girlfriend’s back, probably wasn’t my smartest idea. But Jase is mine, and it’s about time Julia knew it. Attending Lowell University was supposed to be a fresh start. A chance to end all the sneaking around and make our relationship official. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Julia is digging her claws into Jase. My boyfriend, Chad, is getting in deeper with a local gang. And my loathsome new stepbrother, Ares, has just moved in.

A dark secret, a secluded island, and nowhere to run. When author Daisy Dawkins hits a wall of writer’s block, she seeks out a retreat at the infamous Coyote Island, home of the reclusive publishing guru Greg Bregoli. Upon her arrival at Bregoli Estate, strange things begin happening to Daisy, but none of the other writers seem to notice the estate’s odder qualities. Before long, Daisy is caught between two worlds, the living...and the dead. WInchester Mansion In the small town of Black Bay, a vacant, forgotten house sits atop an overlooking bluff.

Erik Sorenson, the towering GU football superstar, got his Viking nickname because he's blond, brutal, and ice-cold. After a sordid promise is broken, we spend two years silently ignoring each other. Even in the same room, there's no conversation. No eye contact. Nada. A serial killer is on a rampage. One day, I see too much. And the killer sees me. I'm forced to stay with the gorgeous Viking, and everyone expects me to follow his orders. Especially him. But considering what he wants from me… there's no way. I refuse to be controlled.

"Since when are you into guys in ties? You only like guys who look like they rob guys in ties. At gunpoint." It was true. By 2003, my type had been well-established. There might as well have been a giant sign on my heart that said, "Good Guys Need Not Apply." Which is exactly why I had to friend-zone Ken Easton. The man was a former football star, smelled like fresh laundry instead of stale cigarettes, and had more ties in his closet than tattoos on his knuckles. Pssh. BOR-ING.

I hate everything about him. I hate his smile. I hate his laugh, and most of all, I hate how he makes me feel—so completely alive with every forbidden kiss. Gio is the son of the Italian Mafia and I’m an Irish Mob princess. An assassin who swore her life to the cause. We were never meant to find each other. But one night changed everything. I was about to end his life, while he was about to end mine.

My father has chosen me to succeed him in the family business. But if I want the job, it comes with stipulations. And one of those stipulations is to never mix business with pleasure. AKA, don't sleep with anyone on the job. My father leads by example, and not once have I ever seen him get involved with anyone, not even his beautiful assistant. That was an easy rule to follow...until Axel.

When I charged up those courthouse steps to stop Sera's wedding, I didn't exactly have a plan. But there was no way I was letting my best friend's little sister marry some no-good tool who didn't deserve her. Let's just say things got out of control. Fast. Now, the wedding is off. And Sera is crushed. And I'm just trying to be a good friend. "Come stay at my place until you're back on your feet." "Have some tequila; it'll ease the pain." And "What're a few much-needed orgasms between friends?"

I'm not sure how it happened. But I've fallen in love with my family's enemy. I try to move on but I can't. He's the only man I want. Now I have to choose between the man I love. And my family.

My name is Ace Watson, and I'm having an existential crisis. I finished last season as one of the league's best pitchers. Baseball's smooth-talking boy wonder. The future of The New York Lions. I'm starting this season as the worst. I don't want to sound dramatic, but the fault lies entirely with Payton Lopez. She walked into my life with her mile-long legs and dark brown waves and threw me the curviest of all curve balls. Overnight, my ability to pitch disappeared with my ability to charm, and I found myself riding a one-way ticket to being the most expensive bench warmer in the M.L.B.

It's complicated. Am I allowed to say that? Am I allowed to use that as an excuse to feel something toward the man that runs this place, the reason I'm here in the first place, as well as my sister, Raven? They call him The Boss. I call him Fender. And he calls me beautiful. I can tell myself I'm just using him to get what I want. But we both know that's not true.

It's been a month without power. With no phones, no computers, and no reprieve, the remaining fragments of humanity are disintegrating rapidly. Starvation grips the populace as ruthless gangs emerge, seizing control in a merciless free-for-all that engulfs the entire nation.