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Hockey was everything, but now I’m questioning if I’ll ever make it to the NHL. I need to find a life. In comes a stunning guy in designer jeans and hair so dark and silky, I struggle to keep my fingers to myself. We connect at an animal rescue, where I accidentally soak him with a hose. I give him my team shirt to make amends. The vision of him in my clothes stirs a primal urge in me. When he mentions he’s queer, my heart skips a beat. But he’s only interested in a hookup.

As a hockey goalie, I don’t back down. When I meet my match in a figure skater, will my relentless pursuit win his heart? AceBeing in a dry spell sucks. Not my hockey game, my love life. My friends decide it’s time to fix it. So they drag me out, dressed to impress. Then I see him—exactly my type, all smoldering eyes and a slender body that’s got me forgetting how to breathe. When our hookup leads to a connection, he gives me his number and I can't believe my luck. Then... he ghosts me. Out of nowhere. Why? ZomaAll I wanted was a quick hookup to take the edge off. No complications, no strings.

Hockey is my life. My ticket to the NHL is in sight, and I can’t afford distractions. Then Coach pairs me with Rowan, the new guy from Boston. He’s talented, sharp, and annoyingly irresistible. When he asks to hit the gay bar with me and my friends, I chalk it up to curiosity. But one too many drinks later, I spill my truth—and suddenly, he’s looking at me like he’s ready to cross a line he’s never touched before. I’ve been burned by straight guys before, and I’m not about to get hurt again. Rowan swears he’s different. Can I risk believing him?

I’m minding my own business when he struts into our locker room. His confidence and sex appeal in his fitted suit and million-dollar smile are undeniable. After picking my jaw off the floor, I collect myself. I need to find out more about him. Do I follow him around? Yes. Do I make a fool of myself? Maybe. While celebrating a win at the gay bar, my temper flares when I see him with another man. Do I dare take a chance?

I should hate him. But after learning the truth, how could I not fall for him? MasonMy rookie season in the NHL started with a gut punch. There he was, standing in my locker room. Jett Jarvis, a player hated by his former teammates. He has an arrogant smirk, intense eyes, and a birthmark that looks… too familiar. I’m sure I saw it on the dude who dumped me in my hookup app. They say Jarvis isn’t gay, but I bet he’s the same jerk. I’m getting to the bottom of this, even if it means pushing his buttons until he snaps. But the more I mess with him, my anger loses out to my attraction.

I'm dead. Or at least I was. Until I got the opportunity to return to the life I was abruptly torn away from. It's a no-brainer as far as I'm concerned. I'm not done living yet. The catch? Become a Soul Chaser. Hunt down the Horrors, deadly souls that escaped The Below, and return them to the depths where they belong.

A pop-punk keyboardist carries an unrequited love for his firefighting best friend. With a newfound self-discovery, will their friendship ignite into something more?

Alister Amato is rich, powerful, and feared by all who know the truth. He’s the Blood King, a mafia boss with a lust for blood and an infinite reach. Everything in me screams I should stay away. But when my Organized Crime Task Force is called to investigate the slaughter of a rival criminal syndicate, I know that isn’t an option. The way the men were killed is something I’ve only seen once before—eighteen years ago when my mother was murdered and I was orphaned. I don’t know how my mother wound up in the clutches of the mafia.

Out of all the diners in all the small towns, he had to walk into mine. Aiden Shelborne has left his Army days long behind. He's out of the warrior business. And he never meant to stop in Hartley, Colorado, at all. But when trouble comes for a woman he's just met, he finds himself stepping in. Jessi Novo didn't ask Aiden to play her savior. Now, with a snowstorm bearing down, she's stuck with him. Some in Hartley have secrets worth killing for. In the battle to keep them both safe, Aiden might lose the heart he's kept on lockdown.

In the world of pop-punk and nerdom, I'm the drummer that defies stereotypes. I strive to be the perfect son my wealthy father demands and being gay doesn't equate. When a striking, muscled bodyguard is thrown into my life to protect me from mobsters, can I keep my secret or fall victim to my heart?

I met him on a beach, and he stole my heart. Then it turns out he's my professor. Will he choose his new career, or us? Caleb Allen I play bass guitar in an ever-popular pop-punk band. I wasn't looking for love, but it found me anyways. I was healing from the trauma of gun violence by vacationing with my best friends and bandmates. Then he blows into my life, turns it upside down and gives me the safety and love I need.

I’m the lead guitar player in a punk-pop band and I get hit on a lot. But I’ve got a big problem—a crush on my older brother’s best friend, Remy. Of course, he’s straight. So instead of having him, I’ve become the king of hookups. I’m used to hiding my feelings behind teasing and innuendo. But that only drives him further away from me.

I've escaped my small town to attend college in Phoenix. It's time I quit living a lie and break free of my strict Mormon background. So, what do I do? Join a pop-punk band as the lead singer. And if that's not enough, I'm determined to embrace my gender fluidity. When a tall, dark, and handsome man walks into the bakery where I work, I'm ready. My virginity isn't all I'll lose. As he becomes the most accepting and supportive person I've ever met, he might steal my heart.

I’m the rhythm guitar player in a pop-punk band and I’m tired of being called a hero. I’m also done with crazy. After taking down a mass shooter, I’m trying to survive and recover. Then out of nowhere, this colorful dude pleas for help and what do I do? Save him. Of course, he’s really attractive and probably crazy. Now he’s found me at work, wants to meet for coffee and so much more. Do I lower my defenses and let him in?

Single and jobless again, I return to Boston, needing old friends to comfort me from bad decisions, like dating my boss, moving in with him, and being dumped, fired, and homeless all in one night. Note to self, never ask a man “Where is this going?” when you have no place to go! So when my bestie tells me an old friend from high school happens to be looking for a roommate, I jump at the chance. What she didn’t tell me was that this "old friend" was Carson Hill, Mass High School’s center hockey player and the guy who didn’t know I existed while I knew every detail about him.

When my pro hockey twin screws up and disappears, I’m forced to take his place on the ice—and off. I haven’t played in years, but I’ve still got it. What I don’t expect? Harper Maxwell. She’s smart, stunning, and here for revenge after my brother humiliated her years ago. When she mistakes me for him and kisses me? I let her. And when she locks me in a bathroom and steals my clothes? I let her do that, too.

Mine to Tease is a steamy, standalone mafia romance featuring the enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, and bodyguard tropes. Damon Dupont is the best protector in the Amato crime family’s ranks. But as power in the New Orleans underworld shifts and new alliances are made, he now finds himself forced to protect the one woman he couldn’t care less about—the princess of the Irish mob.

Wiley's life is difficult. His living conditions are harsh. After his mother left his abusive father, everything took a turn for the worse. The trailer park where Wiley and his family live has been sold, and the remaining tenants are facing eviction. However, there is a glimmer of hope in this challenging environment. Wiley's older friend, Nash, has a secret crush on him. He does his best to help Wiley cope with his situation but is afraid to express his true feelings. Nevertheless, their lives are about to change due to an unexpected stroke of luck. Join international best-selling authors C.

All she wanted was to improve her skills when it came to the C.I was the girl next door…with a few extra pounds. My job was demanding and kept me on my toes, but when I was deep in a case, it left me little time for relationships. And because of that, I had some complaints in the bedroom.

I was a basic bitch. My job was fast-paced, stressful, and a time suck, but I loved it. What I didn’t love was there was little time for the best kind of stress relief. I was looking for a little D in my life. Okay, I was looking for a big D, but only for a limited time. Because I needed three things. I needed someone who didn’t know me professionally. I needed nothing but casual, and, most importantly, I needed to come.