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Felix Becker is trying to figure out where he belongs in New Jersey. After spending nearly a decade in Texas in a codependent, though platonic, relationship with his best friend, recent Stanley Cup winner Rowan Foley, it's time to move on. His new condo is fine, but things finally start to look up when he meets his cute neighbor, Will. Will Knight's third book is destroying him. The final installment of his horror trilogy is past due, and he can't figure out how to end it.

Jackson Harper had barely gotten his feet wet in the NHL before he was traded from LA to The Minnesota Northern Lights. It's hard not to take it personally, but he is going to make the most of being the only out gay hockey player in Minnesota. Ryan Cosgrove is thirty-two, which means he's practically a geriatric hockey player. He won a cup a long time ago, and now all that's left is his empty house, his golden retriever, Lola, the tail end of his hockey career, and the weight of loneliness as everyone in his life pairs off to start families.

Me, I'm just a simple guy living the simple life in Mulligan's Mill. I run the hardware store. No one here suspects I'm gay—least of all that I've been quietly in love with Dean Reeves for years. He's my best friend's son. I watched him grow up gentle and gifted, always strumming something on his guitar, lost in his music. But when he turned eighteen—when he stepped out of his backyard music studio, taller, broader, with something magnetic about him—I haven't been able to unsee it since. Now he's a real-life rock star, and he's coming back to town for a break. Just for a while, he says.

At the end of the Victorian era, a handful of public intellectuals advocated for tolerance of the "Uranian"—a man who loved other men. Some went so far as to propose that these "intermediate sexes" might, in fact, constitute a totally different species, even serve as intrepid guides in our march toward an uncertain future. The five speculative stories in Theodore McCombs's kaleidoscopic collection span several possible worlds, teasing the boundaries between coexisting realities and taking up the question of queer difference from one surprising vantage after another.

This planet is the pits. I'm being handed off to different aliens one after another like I'm a dog-eared novel. My latest captors are about to take me off planet when a big blue alien botches the rescue mission. Now we're both prisoners of a fierce lizard species who will let us free on one condition, and I think our life span is looking bleak.

The red aliens make me a deal I can't refuse-help them fight their enemies and they'll rescue my friends. I agree to act as bait to lure the blue Drixonian leader. But the heated, knowing look in his violet eyes makes me suspect I made a bargain with the wrong aliens . . .

The blue alien warrior pacing in his cage terrifies me. His long dark hair is wild and his scarred body looks made for murder. I deliver food to him every day, and I'm sure by the way he stares at me that he'd rather eat me. Yet there's something about him that captivates me, and I can't stop watching him.

The death of his little brother turned Kurt Lundquist’s world upside down. He channeled his grief into skating his heart out--and ultimately leading his hockey team to win the championship. Now, all he wants to do is throw a party with the Cup in his brother's honor. He’s got no clue where to start...until he runs into the gorgeous hospice nurse who took such great care of Jasper. She’s waaay off limits, but he’s desperate, and hires her to help him.

The blue alien warrior pacing in his cage terrifies me. His long dark hair is wild and messy, and his scarred body looks made for murder. I deliver food to him every day, and I'm sure by the way he stares at me that he'd rather eat me. Yet there's something about him that captivates me, and I can't stop watching him. When he lets the snarling, fearsome mask slip, I start to see there's a cool calculation to his actions. I would be risking everything to help him escape, but do I dare let this monster free from his cage?

I wear several labels: owner of the NFL's Raleigh Raptors, heir to the Rutherford empire, and certified adrenaline junkie. One label I'll never wear? Reckless. I may love skydiving and touring live volcanoes, but risking my life is easy. My heart? That's another thing entirely. For years I've kept my best friend and personal assistant Brynn Allen in the strictly platonic section of my wild life, but she's owned me since high school. She's smart, funny, logical, brilliant, and beyond gorgeous. To put it plainly, she's perfection wrapped in a tempting little package.

Martin quits his job, sells his house, and buys a set of fixer-upper cabins on the coast. There's just one teensy problem. Along with the property comes a very angry man. Nicholas Waugh had his own scare. With no home to call his own, he finagles a security gig keeping an eye on a set of vacant cabins. The deal comes with a free one-year lease–and he's not leaving a day sooner. Fifteen years of teaching, and patience is second nature to Martin. But Nick is giving Martin a run for his money.

Forrest Cooper: Cooper Springs' resident lavender farmer has a short list of people he trusts. A newcomer to town is not making his list. Ever. Especially not one who is first on the scene of a murder. Nero Vik: Recently laid off and once again single, the ex-investigative reporter is digging into the sordid history of Cooper Springs. He's not in town to make friends, he's there to solve an old mystery and maybe bring closure to those who need it.

The last person Andre expected to see in Cooper Springs was Dante Castone. He left Dante and the rest of his old life behind him when he moved to Washington State and what he thought would be a quiet job in a small town by the ocean. In reality, Dante's DIYing it; he isn't the trusting sort. Daniella was the only witness to her mom's brutal murder and needs both protection and anonymity—plus as normal a life as possible. It's just a bonus that Cooper Springs has Andre Dear too.

Xavier swore he'd never move back to the flyspeck of a town he'd grown up in and he kept that promise for over twenty years. Now, he's back for good. Vincent never left. After college, he stayed in town to be close to his elderly parents. These days he's the single dad of a fifteen-year-old daughter and working two jobs. He's perfectly happy with his life. Right? Xavier's new mission is to breathe life back into Cooper Springs, but his stodgy, straight-laced, rule-following neighbor, Vincent Barone—is getting in the way.

All my life I've been treated with kid gloves, and I'm tired of it. I want to live up to the legacy of the proud Drixonian females with which I share half of my DNA. There's one thing in my way—a young warrior who knows my secret and threatens to tell my father. So I make a deal with him, and soon his annoying presence at my side changes into something more . . .

I was odd even before the evil aliens kidnapped me and messed with my brain. Now? I'm even more of a weirdo. I never minded being alone until I found a group of friends who accepted me and who never made me feel like an outcast, even if I had never fully told them the truth about myself. They were stolen, and I'd do anything to find them again and keep them safe, even if it means searching this entire planet. Now if I only I can shake this creepy, silent blue alien who's been hunting me for days.

I'd never needed a week away with my brothers so bad until I'd broken up with my girlfriend. The female persuasion was the farthest thing from my mind . . . that was until I lock eyes with the stunning brunette sitting on the other side of the bar. It didn't take me long to figure out that she was there alone. My brothers and I had decided to move the party from the bar to my hotel room. Things got loud, and before I knew it she was standing on the other side of my door. Only she wasn't here to join the party, instead she was raging with anger at the fact we'd kept her up half the night.

I'm tired of being scared, but fear is like a constant companion these days. Some big blue alien stole the last of my friends, and now I'm alone as a prisoner on a spaceship on my way back to the planet that stole everything from me. I thought I'd seen the last of the blue aliens, until suddenly I'm staring into the eyes of one as he gets ready to fire a laser right into the cockpit where I sit. And at this point in my life, I'm thinking this might be the best way to go.

Gorgeous, cocky, and incredibly dangerous, Viktor Sodorov is the perfect example of how the mafia twists beautiful men into vicious monsters. And I loathe him with every ounce of my body and soul. But hatred isn't cold. It's a burning passion that occupies the deepest corners of your mind, eating away at your will to resist. And that passion has led me right into his capable hands. I shouldn't catch feelings for the man ruining my life, but when he bends me over his knee, it's impossible not to feel something.

Darius Moreno knows his place. He's the Head Enforcer of the Moirae Pack. He protects and councils his Alpha. If it came down to it, he'd give his life to save every one of his packmates. They're the only family he's ever known, or needed. He never planned to mate, knowing it would take time away from his duties, but fate has other plans for him.