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Zane has learned everything he knows from his father, the most dangerous biker of the Devil's Dust MC. He devours the darkness with a cocky grin and no f--ks to give. His immoral obsessions barely keep him content in a life of chaos and havoc until he finds himself craving more. Addie doesn't need the risk that comes with Zane . . . that is, until her perfectly orchestrated life takes a sudden turn and she's left with nowhere else to go.

What happens when a quirky artist meets a bad boy? Ember never thought she'd fall for a bad boy like Vance, even if he did read Hemingway. Vance and Ember didn't love each other at first sight. They didn't even like each other. Ember, with her quirky ways, and Vance, and his angry, broody exterior. But there was more to both of them than met the eye. And when layers were peeled back, all their broken pieces exposed, they soon got a lot more than they ever bargained for....

At the time of our meet-not-so-cute, I didn't know the handsome man with the most captivating blue eyes was the wealthy, charismatic, and hot-as-sin hotelier - oh, and my new boss. Well, technically he is my boss' boss. Just skimming the company manual was maybe not the best idea. But I digress. Working at Hart Hotels and Spa was a temporary plan. Now, that plan has changed. Jackson Hart not only wanted me in his bed and in his life, he wanted me working alongside him. Some offers are too good to pass up.

The plan is simple: a brand-new, hot, preferably funny, definitely single male will fill one of those seats for every Bears game at Soldier Field. And I'll fill the other. I can't think of a better way to use the season passes I'd bought for my ex-husband. I am a woman of plans, and this one's foolproof. Until Zach Bowen offers to be my practice round.

Eva is in search of her past. Every time she thinks she has it figured out, something comes up that changes everything. A daughter, a lover, a queen; each part of her story fluctuates like the wind. When a new secret of her past is revealed, will it alter everything she has come to know? And will she ever discover the connections to the men that now reside in a place inside her soul? Join Eva in her journey into the faded realms. Sometimes things are better off staying hidden....

When my mother approached me on my 33rd birthday with a brochure for egg freezing, it was a glaring reminder that my biological clock is ticking toward its expiration date. That's why when I decided to take my mother's advice, Christian came up with his own plan: Let's have a baby together. It's a bad idea. A really, really bad idea. And yet...I can't stop thinking about how great it could be. There's just one condition. Before we have sex (oh, yes, we're doing this the old-fashioned way!), Christian is adamant we go on three dates. Sounds easy, but it's not.

I'm Leo Landry, one of the best shutdown cornerbacks in the nation, and the New York Mavericks' first round draft pick. If James Bond spent his days running drills and his nights shutting out quarterbacks, he'd dream about being me. But professional football is on a whole other level from college, and as the new guy, I've got everything to prove. No problem. All I've got to do is focus, right? Too bad life's got other plans.

Imagine this. You're ready to leave after a one-night stand, and you're figuring out how to - shock horror - leave your number and ask him to be your fake boyfriend for your sister's wedding this weekend. When he wakes up. Well, that happened to me. And over coffee and omelets, I found myself a date. Which was how I ended up arriving at the wedding with a guy I knew nothing about.

No one needs that many hookups! Not even soon to be major league pitcher Theo Von Bremen. So, I help him by routinely thinning out his contact list - because I'm the best roommate ever. And he's optimal baby daddy material. For me - not Amanda one, two, or three. But since the man can't take a hint, I'll continue to spray his sheets with my perfume and accidentally leave my panties in his laundry. That has to be enough to break a man eventually. Right?

To most people, suburbia is synonymous with good school districts, manicured lawns, and friendly neighbors. But you can never really tell what's hiding behind those white picket fences and smiling faces. I mean, we all have secrets. The kid down the street steals lawn gnomes. The woman on the corner is having an affair. And me? I'm a murderer. At least...that's what everyone thinks. Because that's the other thing about the suburbs. Rumors spread like wildfire. Handsome detectives start poking around. Houses explode. You know...the usual.

Heartbroken in the City of Love, the last person Elizabeth Hastings expects to lend her a shoulder to cry on is her brother's best friend. Spencer Tate is opening up his first gym in London when a frantic call sends him to Paris to check on his best friend Sebastian's baby sister. If he's lucky, he can stop in for a minute and be back in London the next day. Easy peasy. Except the dorky bookworm he remembers is now all grown up with dangerous curves, lips just made for kissing, and eyes he could get lost in. Spencer. Is. Screwed.

Brandon Brown's the unlikeliest Santa ever to don a red suit. His abs are more cheese grater than bowl full of jelly, and deploying to Syria's the closest he's come to the North Pole. But family drama sends the jaded Marine home for the holidays, and lands him a part-time Santa gig....

My life has been severed into two distinct origins. Before. After. You don't need to know too much of my life before. It's no longer relevant to my story. The damage is mine. I'm a ghost. The shell of the girl from before striving to survive in the after. Love. Life. Friendship. I've pushed it all away in my fight to breathe another day. Who am I? No one. Worse, I've lost sight of why I continue to endure. Until him. Until he reminds me of the girl of before.

The members of Sinful Distraction are living their best life as they travel around the country on the heels of 4225 West's sold-out tour. Unfortunately for drummer, Ajay Ballard, that means a stop at the county jail after he's arrested for an outstanding warrant - one he didn't even know about. With an overzealous judge, Ajay's forced to hang out in his hometown longer than anticipated.

Everyone dreams of meeting their soulmate. The person who completes them. For Peyton and Noah, they grew up together, falling in love along the way. Wedding bells are ringing. And the couple who almost wasn't, is going to be. Peyton and Noah invite you into their life. To spend some time with their family. As they prepare to walk down the aisle.

My name is Alexis, Lexie to most everyone. And I'm a Necromancer. It's not as much fun as it sounds, but that's not the problem this time. I haven't seen anyone but Miles in the last month since New Orleans. Talking on the phone? Yeah. Well, except for Zeke. A few text messages was all I've gotten. Until now.

I know how things look from the outside. I'm rich. I'm a successful surgeon. I'm handsome. I should have women lining up from here to New Jersey clawing for space in my bed, but there's one huge catch: I'm f*cking awkward. Every time I get a date, I spoil it. Asked if she's pregnant? Check. Forgot her name? Check. Bought a meat lover's pizza for my vegan girlfriend? Check, check, check.  

Gabby Mastreoni has been in love with Christoff Scutari since she was four years old. Their fathers are in the same business, and nearly 20 years later, their families remain close. With four older brothers, Gabby leads a protected and sheltered life - until she and Christoff cross a line, and she discovers that love can hurt people. Brie Masters left everything and everyone behind to begin again. Starting over in California, she's found her new home. 

Holden Salinger is a pediatric oncologist, and for the last two years, I've been cleaning his swanky New York apartment. I know every intimate detail about him, from his overly large shoe size to his toothpaste tube rolling obsession. But he doesn't even know I exist. The man couldn't pick me out in a police lineup.

English Prep stands tall with its ivy-covered exterior and old, wrought-iron doors. The stone gargoyles sit at the school's entrance, knowing just as much as anyone: I don't belong. Once upon a time, I did. I belonged in the "it" crowd with all the other well-endowed kids, but now, I am no longer welcome.