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I’ve been living under storm clouds since my honorable discharge, but Julian’s the sun. I’ve tried everything to deal with my PTSD, but nothing seemed to help. So when my brother suggests a service dog, I figure I don’t have anything to lose. The last thing I expect is for the dog to come with a cheerful, quirky trainer I can’t get out of my head. I’m too screwed up for love, but a chance to explore a side of myself I didn’t realize existed until recently is too good to pass up.

Haphephobia—the intense, irrational fear of touching or being touched. Cain Goldberg has let that fear control him without question, but Luca Díaz is the submissive that makes him reconsider who is really in control. After the traumatizing events during a BDSM event at a private vineyard in Napa, Luca Díaz is ready to let go of the pain of his past to experience the euphoric surrender to his Master. However, welcoming that vulnerability through pain is never easy.

Uncovering one killer was supposed to bring peace. I couldn't have been more wrong. The podcast series was my way to honor Caroline's memory, to find justice. Instead, it's ripped open a Pandora's box of secrets that refuse to stay buried. Now, as I shelter the man I've fallen for from those who want him dead, and hunt the killer who destroyed his life, something more sinister is creeping closer. Hexes appear on my doorstep. Objects vanish from behind locked doors. And with my grandmother now living in my home, I have more to protect—and more to lose.

When my best friend vanishes, a terrifying game of cat and mouse pulls me into a nightmare I can't escape. Her disappearance is tangled in a web of lies that leads straight to a murder investigation—and to me. Now I'm being hunted by a shadowy cult willing to kill to keep their secrets buried. My podcast, once a voice for the voiceless, has become my death sentence. They're always watching, waiting for me to slip.

Fred Brennan's father was a brutal man, both professionally and personally. When the kingpin died, Fred welcomed it, but not the brutal role he was thrust into. As a doctor, he's devoted his life to helping people. The last thing he wants is to fill his father's shoes, but after three years, he's no closer to offloading his dad's title onto someone else. As a mafia boss, he's forced to deal with the elite assassin organization, Lex Talionis . . . bringing him face to face with the man who runs it.

Howard Marsh is back for yet more small town occult strangeness! Contained within are a pair of tales about everyone's favorite redneck wizard, featuring his usual brand of dysfunctional magic. He is once again strong-armed into cases he wants nothing to do with, and as always he's quick to let everyone know just how little he wants to be there. But a bevy of oddities are on deck, and Marsh is the only batter around.

Marc meets the perfect gem of a boy, except for one thing: Foster has no idea that Marc's a Daddy. Will Foster bolt when he learns the truth? Or will Marc show him that being taken care of by a loving Daddy is what he was made for.

There's only one rule: Hands off. That's my personal rule when it comes to Fiona Blake. She's uptight, delectably distracting, and she works for my family. Once, just once, I break my own rule. After that, she becomes my secret. When the past she's running from finds her in Fireweed Harbor, I'll do anything to protect her.

I thought I could outrun my past, bury it in the life I built as a surgeon. But the moment I fell for Bloom, everything unraveled. Now my face is everywhere, and they're coming for me. I should run, but Bloom is my weakness, my obsession. Staying puts him in danger. Leaving will destroy him. How do I choose between the man I love and the life I can't escape?

Daniel is done dating bad boys—at least in real life. His only crush these days? The Shadow King: a devastatingly dangerous half-fae villain safely trapped in the pages of his favorite web novel. Until he isn't. The barrier between their world shatters, and when Caelen steps through, he tries to claim Daniel as his mate. His touch makes Daniel shiver, his kisses make him burn, and there's nothing safe about him anymore.

There were other ways I could've spent my summer, but my sister's stepson needed a swift kick in the rear, and she thought I was the perfect man for the job. I'm no brat tamer, so being saddled with one wasn't my idea of a good time, but I can see the appeal when my… less-than-conventional methods prove fruitful.

It’s 1986, and what should have been the greatest summer of Nate Bradford’s life goes sour when his parents suddenly divorce. Now, instead of spending his senior year in his hometown of Austin, Texas, he’s living with his father in Warren, Wyoming, population 2,833 (and Nate thinks that might be a generous estimate). Then Nate meets Cody Lawrence. Cody’s dirt poor, from a broken family, and definitely lives on the wrong side of the tracks. Nate’s dad says Cody’s bad news. The other kids say he’s trash. But Nate knows Cody’s a good kid who’s been dealt a lousy hand.

Tyler Collins has always been the object of my affection. I've spent years admiring him, fantasizing about him, but never once making a move. That is until I see him across the room, already a few beers in and drunkenly decide to press my lips to his. Now I'm trapped at a beautiful resort with the man I so desperately want to avoid, to celebrate the nuptials of our dear friends. The fear of rejection is too strong for me to mention the kiss. That night is on constant replay in my mind. I often wonder how he would react if I could confess that to me, our kiss was not a drunken mistake.

We're just going to be friends, right? My kind of forever is staying single. It took too many years to escape my disaster of a marriage. As a single mom who's barely scraping by, most men don't even notice me. So when Adam Cannon almost kisses me, I'm not expecting it. I'm definitely not expecting him to propose more. Despite a firm commitment to never being committed, I can't resist Adam. It's just a few kisses, I tell myself. Adam is everything I never expected. Protective, loyal, and hot enough to melt a few glaciers.

Wyatt Cannon is all that and then some. Hotshot firefighter, seriously easy on the eyes, and knows his way around...well, me. We had a fling a few years ago and no one knows. I never meant for anything to happen again. But I never could back down from a dare. I woke up married. I'd like to pretend I don't remember that night, but it's burned into my body, heart, and soul. Wyatt is impossible to forget. I should be figuring out how to get divorced, but he asks me to give us a chance instead. My life is beyond messy and he's just making it more complicated.

I never meant to keep this secret for so long. I also never meant for this secret to twist and bend into something...more. Suffering from an insatiable hero complex has been a real issue, which might explain my need to keep Oli close. It might explain why I wanted nothing more than to help him. What it doesn't explain is my attraction, which grows more with every day that passes. Being his friend has made me question everything about myself whilst simultaneously opening my eyes to the beautiful heart he hides behind layers of impenetrable armor. I should put a stop to it all.

As a true crime podcaster, moving into the notorious "murder house" felt like the ultimate scoop. I returned to my quiet hometown, desperate for answers and a story that could launch my career. My goal? To uncover the truth behind the brutal death of Caroline, a young wife. But each new clue drags me deeper into a deadly web of secrets this town is desperate to keep hidden.

True story: Jack Hamilton gave me a black eye when we met. He didn't throw a punch, but he did open a door right into my face. On the same day I was a bridesmaid in my brother's wedding. My head spun when I took a good look at him. Maybe it was running full-force into a door, but maybe it's because he's melt-your-panties H-O-T. Oh, and he's a hotshot firefighter. But I don't date, and I don't ever intend to fall in love. It's all so simple. Until the chemistry that's hot enough to melt me nearly does. Maybe Jack can help with that, what with the whole firefighting thing.

The list of nevers when it comes to Quinn Blackthorne is long. I never looked at her like that. I never noticed how delectable she is. I never kissed her. I never even wanted to kiss her. We've never crossed that line. She's my best friend. Just my friend. Until I want so much more. I just might want everything with her.

I’m on the run. Beaten and bruised physically and emotionally. I don’t know if my Master is dead or alive and people are trying to track me down. But I don’t want to be found. Especially not by the guy who violated me. Scared and hurting, I’m picked up on the highway by a bulky guy driving a shiny red semi. With a full russet beard, a kind smile and warm eyes, he says I can trust him. But, can I? With no other options, I climb aboard. And as the miles begin to stretch out leaving California in the rear-view mirror, I didn't know it then, but my healing begins.