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Le monde de Tyler Schaeffer lui a été arraché. Emploi ? Disparu. Mariage ? Kaput. Plus rien ne le gardant à Chicago, il rentre à Seattle pour panser ses plaies et tout recommencer. À sa grande surprise, son meilleur ami du lycée - l’homme qu’il a fui cinq ans plus tôt - se précipite pour l’aider à recoller les morceaux. Justin Tucker en veut toujours à Tyler pour s’être évanoui dans la nature, mais lorsque son vieil ami a besoin d’aide, lui dire non est hors de question.

La saison de hockey est terminée, et voilà ce que ça signifie pour moi : rentrer dans mon luxueux appartement vide. Sans rien ni personne pour me distraire de cette solitude, cet été sera déprimant.

ParkerCommencer une carrière de hockeyeur professionnel, c’est incroyable ! Je joue dans la cour des grands et j’ai de l’argent, pour changer. Et tous les hommes qui ne m’auraient même pas regardé avant se bousculent pour me brancher. Le seul problème est que je n’ai jamais été avec personne. Je veux éviter à tout prix qu’un plan cul anonyme divulgue à la presse que je suis un puceau nul au lit…

Sergei Andronikov n’était qu’un enfant lorsque la Mafia éradiqua sa famille, le laissant dépourvu de tout et avide de vengeance. Des années plus tard, grâce à une stratégie sans pitié et une patience infinie, le voilà devenu homme de main aux ordres des trois familles à la tête de Cape Swan... et à deux doigts de les détruire de l’intérieur.

After the deaths of three undercover cops investigating a drug ring in a seedy strip club in Seattle, Detective Mahir Hussain has been sent to finish the job. He joins the club’s security team in the hopes of finding enough evidence to bust the operation before the men in charge find a reason to put him in a shallow grave.

Je ne fais pas dans l’amour. Je ne fais pas dans les relations. Ce que je fais, c’est partir en tournée avec mon groupe et profiter de la vie pour laquelle nous avons travaillé si dur. Quand je suis à la maison, mon escort préféré est toujours heureux de me rejoindre au lit.

Life in foster care wasn’t easy. Life after prison? Unforgiving. But I’m determined to stay out of trouble, and I’m gaining a foothold on the closest I’ve ever known to normal. Then, thanks to a pair of escape-artist dogs from the sanctuary where I’ve found work, I cross paths with my boss’ neighbor, Ty Adams. He’s a horse trainer, and winter is his quiet season. It’s also the season when he gets restless and lonely—two things I know all about. He’s not interested in love or romance. I’m just happy someone’s interested in me at all.

Ricardo Torralba and August Morrison don’t agree on much besides the fact that they hate each other. According to Ricardo, August is a spoiled brat who really needs to knock off the sass, once in a while. August insists that Ricardo needs a sense of humor, a good lay, or a well-placed bullet. Maybe all three. Fortunately, the assassin’s profession is a solitary one, and they can go about their lives without getting in each other’s way.

August Morrison and Ricardo Torralba would really like to live a quiet life—as quiet as life can be for a couple of eccentric hitmen, anyway. Unfortunately for them, they pushed their luck with the authors, and demanded a sequel. So now, whether they like it or not, they’re getting a third installment.

Mortal-enemies-turned-furniture-breaking-lovers August Morrison and Ricardo Torralba have found a groove that suits them both. They’ve teamed up as hired guns, they live together, and by some miracle, they haven’t killed each other. It’s the closest to normal they’ll ever have, and they love it. But, their guns-and-roses future is thrown into chaos when Ricardo’s past comes crashing into their present. What begins as a favor for an old friend - well, “friend”, but don’t tell August - quickly spirals into something far bigger than they anticipated.

Really, guys? Seriously? A fifth book after we said you were getting a standalone? Oh, and now you want a wedding. Because you’ve made it through four books and—You know what? Fine. But we’re not going easy on you. Bet you wish you’d just gone to Vegas don’t you, August and Ricardo?

Detective David Chandler had no clue what he was getting into when he and his partner decided they were going to nail August for murder. They didn’t realize it was one of the few murders August didn’t commit, or that their homicide investigation would lead them into the middle of a mob war. Cavalcante underboss Pedro Silva knew asking August and Ricardo for help was a terrible idea. Just mentioning their names is bad for Pedro’s blood pressure. Owing them a favor? Oh Lord. He still asked, though, because he was out of options, but he can’t say he didn’t know he’d regret it.

Disabled veteran Wyatt Miller is out of options. Six months after his eviction, every day is a struggle just to survive on the streets. Sometimes, the only thing that motivates him to move forward at all is his determination to protect and feed his beloved service dog, Lily. Then a cold snap drives Wyatt to beg a veterinary clinic to board Lily… and puts him on the radar of someone who can’t stomach letting the dog or her owner sleep out in the cold.

There’s nothing quite like a night with one of the Gentlemen of the Emerald City. No strings. No complications. I’ve been burned by love, and I’m not going there again. Unlike my teammates who fell for their Gentlemen, I know how to keep emotions from coming into play.

Brent Weyland was the life of the party until an injury ended his hockey career. Now he's retreated alone to a lakefront house, trying to make sense of a life and body that doesn't feel like his anymore. Jon Norquist was happily married right up until he wasn't. Now a single father in his 40s, he's trying to figure out what comes next. In the meantime, he pours his heartache and regret into the lyrics he sings for the wine bar crowd a couple of nights a week. When a friend coaxes Brent out for a night of wine and music, he puts Brent and Jon on a collision course.

A 40-something single dad, a 20-something hockey star, and a whole lot of baggage. No, this couldn’t possibly blow up in their faces. Officer Geoff Logan has his plate full. His cop’s salary and Marine retirement aren’t enough to make ends meet. He’s got war wounds and demons that are in it for the long haul. His teenagers are, well, teenagers, plus they’re pissed that he left the boyfriend they loved. Can’t a guy catch a break?

Self-described manwhore Kieran Frost is loving the single life. Two years after moving to Seattle, he still has his friends with benefits, Rhett and Ethan, plus a never-ending supply of gorgeous, available men wandering through the bar where he works. A relationship? Spare him the drama and heartbreak. He’s got no complaints about his unattached lifestyle. When Rhett’s daughter introduces him to newly-out-of-the-closet Alex Corbin, Kieran’s interest perks up. After all, the quiet ones are always the freaks in bed. But Alex isn’t just shy and reserved. He’s a virgin in every sense of the word.

After 10 years together, Ethan Mallory and Rhett Solomon are calling it quits and are ready to move on. Thanks to Seattle’s depressed real estate market, though, they’re stuck living as roommates with a hefty mortgage hanging over their heads. In an effort to speed things along, they decide to bring in some extra money by renting out the spare bedroom. Wilde’s bartender, Kieran Frost, moves in, and suddenly, the only thing Ethan and Rhett both want more than getting away from each other is getting close to their single, young, hot roommate.

Call it a situationship, call it roommates with benefits—whatever it is, Riley Sweet is mostly fine with the arrangement. After all, he's got an awesome off-base apartment on Okinawa, and he's got someone to hook up with on the regular with no pressure and no strings. The problem is that he's starting to catch feelings for the hot, aloof Marine who's apparently interested in very specific types of fun, but nothing else. He won't even sleep in the same bed as Riley.

The tasks are simple. Everett Mulligan is there to collect the body. Kyle Bowman is there to clean up the scene. Easy peasy. Get in, get out, get gone. But Everett, for all he can be on another planet with fourteen tabs open in his brain, isn’t stupid like the cops think he is. Something about this death scene isn’t sitting right, and he’s going to figure it out. Bonus? He gets to team up with the adorkable crime-scene cleanup guy to solve the mystery.