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I lost the one person who gave my life meaning and purpose. My love. My soul. My only reason for breathing. Unwilling to bury her memory, my heart turned reckless and my soul darkened. Then she walked into my life. It was only supposed to be a moment. Just one. A moment where I could get lost in someone else and forget my pain. In that one moment, she saved me from the memories that found me in the dark. She tore my world apart. Wrecked me. And with one kiss, she changed everything. Her love became my dark paradise.

As the baby of the family—and being blessed with heart-stopping good looks—Ryan Hogan was used to getting what he wanted, especially women, and his career as a New York City fireman only made him more of a chick magnet. Until one day on the job changed everything. He found himself in a hospital bed, and his nurse captivated him, but she seemed to be the only woman to ever be impervious to his charm. One thing to know about Ryan Hogan, though: He doesn't give up.

She's dated her fair share of New York City firemen, but after having been burned one too many times, she swore she'd never date another one. Enter Jesse Hogan—tempting her to bend her rules for one night. He was just a volunteer fireman, that had to be a loophole, right? Wrong. He was also a lieutenant in the FDNY. A fireman twice over. So she told herself to forget about that feeling in her chest (and that mind-blowing orgasm) and move on before he bulldozed her heart. Easy, right? Wrong.

Her life is like a prison cell. A self-made, to-hell-with-the-free-world existence that locks from the inside. Stop judging. Her agoraphobia doesn’t define her. It simply keeps her safe.

I never forgot her. Not for one minute. Not from the last time I saw her, at 17, to today. I measured all women against her, and all women came up short. But being with her was unfeasible in high school, and it's taboo now. I see her sometimes, but I've never spoken to her. She runs, or I run. We're in the same town, on the same block, in the same building, and the gulf between us has been just too wide to cross. Until tonight.

Jake Collins—former Navy SEAL turned FBI agent—lives to see justice served, even if it means bending the rules. When Jake goes undercover to catch a brutal kingpin, he must decide if he can use the man’s daughter against him, despite the fact that she might be the woman of his dreams.

My name is Ada Palomino. By day, I'm studying my ass off at design school in Portland, Oregon. By night, I'm slaying demons and ghosts who have dared to slip through the Veil. Or at least, that's what I should be doing. The problem is Jay, who also happened to be my immortal guardian and now ex-boyfriend, was banished from being with me. And now my new trainer is a previously dead friend of mine that I helped bring back to life. With both of us nursing broken hearts, we embark on a road trip to New Orleans to help him win back his long-lost love.

A lot can change in three years. For Perry and Dex Foray, it's been a step in the right direction, a step toward living a normal life. They're happily married, they have their own media company, they've done what they can to leave their sordid and scary past behind them. But something has changed recently. Perry's biological clock is ticking. Her sister, Ada, is going down the same path she once did. And the Thin Veil between the living and the dead has weakened, letting an old friend walk back into their lives. Only he may not be who he seems, and he might not be alone.

Perry Palomino and Dex Foray. On their own, they're uniquely brilliant. Together, they're an unstoppable team. Until now. Because after everything the duo has encountered, they haven't come across an evil quite like this. An evil that has been years in the making, an evil that will stop at nothing until they, and everyone they care for, are destroyed. Dex and Perry's love has survived a multitude of sins. But can it survive the end?

Monica does not abdicate. She will not resign herself to a man's will…even a man as strong as Jonathan. She's not weak or fragile, nor does she break at the first sign of trouble. Until she realizes she's falling in love with him, and that she’ll never be the same if she allows it. She breaks into a million sharp pieces and damages him in the process. But what can she do? Stay with him and untangle the mess of his life? Commit to his rules, his secrets, his troubles? No. She'll commit to a man, not a lie. She'll strip away everything between them, even if it ends them.

Monica believes Jonathan despite her better judgment. Forgives him despite her doubts. She loves him…just because. Her heart isn't sensible or guarded enough. Not by a sight. She’s a walking raw nerve ending of emotion, as if the celibate years she'd spent before him made her more emotional, more vulnerable, more foolish. And she agreed to all of it yesterday and today.

I was four when I met Allie Dupree. Ten when I stopped thinking she had cooties. Fourteen when I realized I was in love with her. And eighteen when I finally told her. Then I never saw her again. I also never forgot her. And my heart never let her go. Sixteen years after she'd disappeared without a word, she's back and there's no way in hell I'm letting her get away again. Especially because there are still burning embers of what we had. And, at the very least, I think I deserve some answers.

I’m a reluctant thief, and he should be off-limits, but underneath his hard exterior lies an adoring father and caring man. And the real jaw-dropper? He’s interested in me.

After having been burned by a woman in his past, fireman Jace Palmer avoided heartbreak at all costs and played the field as though it was his profession. One night, he accidentally called a hookup by the wrong name in the middle of . . . hooking up. He didn't have the space in his life for that kind of drama, so he decided to move on, even though he'd actually liked her. When he shows up for his best friend's wedding weekend a few months later, he discovers that life was delivering him a cruel twist of fate.

Elijah Banks thought he found his one true love—until she walked out their front door without even saying goodbye. For years he’s lived a hedonistic lifestyle and made sure he never got close to a woman again. Hannah Farsey wants the real deal with her new housemate and is willing to overlook the imperfect parts of his history to get it. When their pasts and presents collide in spectacular fashion, she’s not sure she can trust his declarations.

The Montgomery Ink saga continues with a bonus romance between two strangers on a path of healing that leads to something far more. Zia Clarkson thought she found her happily-ever-after, not once, but twice. Her first love is now engaged, and her second love broke more than her heart. Heart and soul bruised; she’s not looking for a relationship. Ever. Especially not with the uptight Meredith Legend who stars in her fantasies. They promised each other one night of passion. And when the sun rises, they’ll walk away - even if they’re both lying to themselves about why.

In Los Angeles, where lights burn brighter and stars don’t just glisten in the sky, the Sharks are a family who inspire awe and respect—especially with the announcement that they’re building the most ambitious skyscraper on the downtown scene. Even in the land of the glamorous and the jaded, excitement runs high as The Edge starts to rise in its glistening glory. But success carries a price, as everyone in this sweeping, suspenseful saga must learn.

Navy SEAL Camden Bains knew when he saved the little girl from a hostage situation and placed her in the arms of her beautiful mother that he’d surrendered his heart to them, too. As much as he fought his growing attraction to a woman he’d never see again after his mission, Elena’s kindness and strength, and her daughter’s sweetness, gave Camden back what a senseless tragedy robbed him of years ago. If only for a little while.

Livia Chadwick is a photographer by day and a self-proclaimed rock-n-roll junkie by night. Her dating life is a lackluster parade of evasive jerks and her boss is an unrelenting nightmare of a human being. What else can a girl do but rent a beach house with her girlfriends and blow off a little steam every weekend? But hey, she's from Jersey. Barhopping down the shore all season is sort of mandatory. All is going according to plan...until she meets Jack. She's looking for a fling. He's looking for forever. It's gonna be one helluva summer.

Did you want a nice, pat ending about Jonathan and Monica riding off into the sunset? Did you want rainbows and stars? All soft filters and violins? They're not fighting over who cleans the bathroom or whose turn it is to cook dinner. They were never destined for simple contentment. Monica almost committed murder for Jonathan. She almost tore them apart to save him. How do you get back on the horse when nothing is the same? Nothing.