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I'm the bassist in Molly Riot, one of the biggest bands in the Miami area, and I'm surrounded by female fans night and day. This isn't like me, but I'm falling hard for this chick, Sophie, the hot new bartender at my all-time favorite local dive bar. Problem is, our drummer, Mark, has his eye on her as well. Normally this wouldn't matter, but there's just something about this girl that's different. I can tell already that I don't want this to be just another one-night stand.

Instantly captivated by his female coworker, he soon learns of her relationship to his boss. Lust, desire, temptation, forbidden touches...when playing with his boss' girl he must remember one thing...In life, there are no happy endings.

My husband sent pics of his eggplant to every woman in Florida. And once I caught on, it was time to divorce the pig. I packed up the RV we’d planned to drive cross-country together, and headed off on an adventure, all on my own. I rolled to a stop in Carlton after finding a paramedic job.

Eadan Daly, the blond dynamo with a penchant for magik, is diving solo into the unknown. But when Inara Nash—a survivor in the paranormal underground—doubts his claim as her savior, sparks fly, and trusts are tested. In a world where magik can be both salvation and sin, can they afford to let their guards down?

An introvert like me had no business giving readings on stage, trying to prove myself to skeptical strangers—like the hunk across the room arching his silvery brow at me. The stormy-eyed firefighter asked for my help, looking for clues about his fallen comrade’s death. But the moment I envisioned bear paws instead of his buddy’s hands, weirdly enough, I made a believer out of him. I thought that was the last I'd see of Hugh, until he showed up at my door, wanting to know if I could tell him more—and then showing me a wild night neither of us would ever forget.

Soreya Lang has never met a male telepath before, let alone one who is willing to die for her on an interplanetary mission gone wrong. Risking everything, she acts on her instant telepathic and physical connection with Esca and encounters a level of psychic power she never knew existed. Esca can’t believe he’s finally met the female who will complete his sexual and telepathic triad. He promises himself that if they survive, he’ll take her back home, introduce her to his enigmatic First Male, Ash and pray that biology will do the rest.

Hunter I wasn't looking for his kind of trouble. It found me anyway. Tall. Dark. Addictive. He unravels me with his ferocity. Melts me with his touch. It's impossible not to become consumed by him. Until I find out who he really is. He has a hidden agenda far beyond his craving for me. Something menacing and sinister. I need to run. From him. From the danger. But running from the hunter means I've now become the prey.

We met by chance at a random dive bar. Him—a striking figure in a tailored suit who radiates dominance. Me—an awkward introvert, innocently stalking my father. He seduced me. Worshipped me. Then, in a blink, he vanished, leaving no trace—not even a name or number.

My husband got into a fight and plunged off a bridge, leaving me to raise our two children on my own. After struggling for the last fourteen years, I pack up my kids and move in with my crazy old aunt in Carlton. I land a waitressing gig, and the moment I meet the head chef, his deep green eyes have me spellbound.

Living on a beach teeming with shifters wasn’t how I pictured retirement. Neither was becoming one’s mate.

I was a workaholic executive—until I almost died. It took a near-death experience to get my priorities straight, And I knew big changes had to be made. Priority #1 was spending more time with my kids and mother, So I quit my job and bought a beach house on Cape Cod. With the sun on my face and my toes in the sand, I met one of the beach rangers, Who turned out to be the hot single dad next door. Dylan helped me move some furniture, And I offered him dinner to thank him for his trouble— Not knowing it would end with dessert.