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Ten men, a beach house, and a question to answer: Does size really matter? When my boss asks me to write an article on the age-old question of the importance of D-size, I stifle an eye-roll. This isn’t what I imagined I’d be doing after years of journalism classes. But when she presents me with the keys to an exclusive beach house, and the personal details of the ten men she’s lined up for me to interview, my eyes practically bug out of my head. It isn’t only because they’re hotter than the surface of the sun, or tall and broad enough to form a Great-Wall-of-Man.

Echo Adler hates Reign Davidson. He’s the reason the love of her life left her all alone and broken hearted two years ago. So it should be easy to stay away. It should be easy to not dream about his dark and mean eyes, or his cruel but sexy smirks. It should be easy to not think about the guy who ruined her happily ever after. Only it’s not. Sometimes his intense stares make her heart race, and those smirks of his make her breathless. But it needs to stop.

After the lightning attack on Iceen triggered my latent Skarrian abilities, they’ve kicked into gear big time. Not only am I a lightning cat whisperer, but I’m also a mimic. I just became the perfect compatible option for any species in the galaxy. Which is not exactly an appealing thought. If I don’t get control of my abilities, it could be dangerous not only for me but for my little ones too.

I'm a lowly maid for Vegas's most elusive bachelor, Triston Smith. Beautiful women line up to his next girlfriend, despite his ironclad rule: He never dates a woman for more than one month. He's so gorgeous. Strong. Confident. I'm tempted to join the queue, but I can't afford that luxury. I'm the only caregiver for my terminally ill younger brother. For his sake, I need the kind of guy who'd stick around. Be there for both of us. When my brother's chance for a transplant comes up, the surgeon refuses to perform the surgery without a down payment. Ten thousand dollars.

When Mom tells me she’s getting married and moving to Antigua, I don’t know what to do. My friends are all in relationships, and I can’t afford to pay rent on my own. With no other options, I reluctantly accept my stepfather’s offer to move in with his sons. I imagine two preppy guys who look like their dad, so I’m not expecting the five huge men who greet me at the door to their mansion.

Waitressing isn't a calling; it's a way to pay for my art degree. Until Killian Smith walks into the bar and turns my world upside down. It isn't that he's drop-dead gorgeous. Rich. Powerful. It's that he's unhinged. I know the dead look in his eyes. I've seen it before. And he sees me too. Every night is some twisted game of cat and mouse and he's drawing closer to catching me. Until one night when I step into a back alley and I'm a witness to a Bratva murder.

My best friend has disappeared. Growing up in foster care, she's the only family I've got, and the person who saved me on the worst day of my life. That day is the reason I completely panic when a man even touches me. But that doesn't matter now. It's my turn to save her. The last place she was seen? A Bratva King's whorehouse. Dimitri Ivanov is the stuff of nightmares and completely untouchable. Until he comes to the temp agency where I work. He's a single dad who needs a nanny. I beg, borrow, and steal to get the job. I don't care about the danger. This is my only chance to find Cadence.

It's been five long years since we last saw one another. Five years since I threatened him with divorce papers that never materialized. Five years since, he torched my body, tortured my soul, and walked out, leaving me alone. Though I have gone on with my life with another, I will never forget how he breathed life into my body, made me cry with the faintest thrust, and brought a smile to my lips on the hardest days.

Rae Donovan thought she had love all figured out … until, after a tragic accident, her high school sweetheart Luke left town, breaking her heart. In the decades since, Rae has put the past behind her, content with her quiet life working at the local bakery her family started in the charming mountain town of Alpine Ridge. But when Luke returns, Rae's world is turned upside down. Luke McMillan never forgot his first love, even as duty took him far from home, and tragedy made him a single father.

Raine has not one, but two dragons hunting her. The spirit of an ancient dragon queen who wants to join with her, and a bossy male dragon shifter who thinks she is his fated mate.

I was finalizing all the last minute details on my wedding day without the wedding planner, who did a no show. If that wasn’t enough, the caterer parks clear across the parking lot, and has questions for me. But I don’t think he is the caterer. The man who steps out informs me that I am marrying the wrong dragon.

Ever get drunk and depressed on New Year’s Eve and order a personal trainer? Because I was so tipsy, I ordered three. When they all show up the next day, devilish smiles and looking at me with rippling muscles, sculpted abs, and tight butts, I feel even more out of shape.

Aria’s visions of something old, powerful, and angry coming combined with her seriously sexy dream sharing with a dragon shifter have confused her. Her visions have proven true too often to ignore. But dragon shifters can’t be true. Right? When a dragon lands in front of her while hiking, her whole world shifts. He is the dragon from her dreams and is claiming, she is his fated mate.

Evie thought it couldn’t get any worse than being single at the holidays. But when her boss, Logan, who she’s had a massive crush on since forever, shows up at the company holiday party dressed like Santa, she realizes she was wrong. Because somehow he makes being jolly old Saint Nick look ridiculously sexy, reminding her of everything she wants but can’t have. Unfortunately, she’s also not very good at hiding her feelings and is seriously concerned she’s going to do or say something horribly inappropriate.

The nightmares are rising… shadows twist through memory and magic, and I stand at the edge of oblivion. The Lords of Shadow and Starlight once warred for my soul. Now they bleed for it. To survive the Court of Nightmares, I must face what Liarel couldn't—ancient betrayal, fractured love, and a prophecy designed to break us. I've tasted the poison of rejection and clawed my way back from the abyss, bloodied but unbroken. Each trial cuts deeper. The truth I uncover rewrites the fate I thought was mine.

The Lords of the Courts of Shadows and Aether both whisper promises of power, demanding my ascension. One would forge me into a queen of darkness, the other a ruler of ethereal dominion. But to rise, I must choose—and a wrong choice could shatter the world itself. My alphas have been torn from me, the forced distance igniting a dangerous heat that claws at my sanity. Every moment without them frays the bond between us, while unseen hands twist fate against me. And the Court of Divinity? Their challenge is no mere test. It's a labyrinth of deception, hiding a devastating truth.

Lady Roslyn Barrett’s launch into society was delayed by her foolish brother’s untimely demise. It makes a lady wish she’d been born an only child… All right, she did love the nitwit, and didn’t wish him to die; however, that doesn’t negate her irritation. Now she is at a disadvantage and the ton won’t let her forget her family’s scandalous past. She has a secret though, one that she won’t confess under any circumstances: Roslyn has already met the man she wants, but he doesn’t appear to return her feelings.

When lifelong friends Lars and Pippa are thrust into the spotlight as Lars, the prince of Denmark, asks Pippa to be his pretend fiancée, their world is turned upside down. Lars, second in line to the throne, is the epitome of a powerful and regal prince, but he's also the cockiest and swooniest man Pippa has ever known. Despite harboring a secret crush on Lars since childhood, Pippa has always kept her feelings hidden, knowing that acting on them could jeopardize their friendship and Lars' royal duties.

I'm at a bar trying to poison a mark like the professional I am when I see him. Straight from Tartarus, they say the shadow dragon called Legion has slayed entire armies single-handedly, and the intense way he looks at me suggests every rumor I've heard about him is true. I should be terrified. Instead, I'm drawn like a moth to a flame. The moment he touches me, everything changes. Suddenly, my skin is the poison. One touch is enough to kill a man, which is exactly what I do before I realize what Legion has done to me.

When I let my most embarrassing secret slip to the person I wanted it kept from most of all. Damn you, tequila. I'm a grown woman. I turned thirty this year, and I've been running my own business for the last decade, a dream I made a reality all on my own. I have an amazing group of friends. Life is good. I'm happy. Well, except for one little problem I'm still a virgin. How did this happen? How did I manage to live this long without ever making it past second base? I don't know. Maybe it just never felt right. Maybe I was waiting for something. Or someone.