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Summer, 1991: Working at a beachfront hotel in their sleepy southern coastal town gives life-long friends Violet, Danielle, Whitney, Ford and Sully the chance to spend as much time as possible together after college graduation—and before real life begins. One exceptionally busy night, each of them wrestles with potentially life-changing choices, all while serving guests at a wedding, searching for a lost dog, protecting hatching sea turtles, and managing a love triangle.

I’ve tried to forget her. I’ve pushed her away in order to protect her from what I FEAR most. Making her a widow. But no matter how long it’s been since I’ve seen her face, no matter how many years go by without her touch, the second our paths cross again I'm an instant fiend needing my next fix. She's my kryptonite. My vice. The one thing that makes me secretly wish for tomorrows and forever after’s when all I've ever done is serve. Give without even a thought for my fellow man & country after seeing so many soldiers die by my side.

What Greg and Cooper didn't know was Jesse and I met three years ago in Madrid. And when I finally hooked up with the handsome Navy SEAL, our night turned into a weekend of the best sex of my life. Jesse made me see stars twenty-four hours a day. We had a connection, but our timing wasn't right. He was going back to America, and I was headed back to Italy to play soccer.

To most people, he’s the Chicago Falcons starting right winger and hot single dad, but to me, he’s my first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first love. Eight years ago, that all changed when our lives took us in two different directions. Our break-up almost broke me, so I kept my distance until our hometown called me back to where our story began. I promised myself a quick visit to help my family out, and then I’d leave town before he even knew I was back, which should have been easy. He’s way too busy being a professional hockey player and raising his son to ever find out.

I always thought I’d start the apocalypse. Instead I’ve been asked to help end it. How does one stop the end of the world, you might ask? You gotta knock up Lucifer’s vessel before he does. I know, I know. I was surprised too. But let me tell you, if ever there was an incubus made for the job, it’s me. With a name like Sin, you’d think this should have been the easiest task I’d ever been assigned. And you’d be correct. Except said vessel is a beautiful and dangerously powerful succubus in her own right. Oh, and she’s not interested.

One of Amazon's Best Romances of February One of Bookpage's Best Romances of 2018 ""Sexy and emotional..."" (Washington Post - Best Romance Novels of February) Is there a problem, Officer? Jack Garrett isn’t a police officer yet, but there’s already an emergency. His new firearms...

Isabel thought she had everything under control when she secured an invitation to Ebonridge’s most elite—and dangerous—event, Latibulum Noctis. She was there for one reason: to help her friend Valeria. She had no idea she was walking straight into a trap. When the Whitmore brothers kidnap her as part of a twisted ritual, she’s thrust into their web of lies, power, and deadly games.

Jericho thinks his life is complete, and that he doesn't need anyone else. Quinn is sure he can never get back what he's lost. Will wants to be a piece of someone's heart, the hero of their story. Peyton fights his nightmares alone, struggling against the tide, his own dark thoughts an anchor. Sebastian's hardened heart keeps him from letting anyone else in, too afraid to be hurt again.

A sexy, small town, grumpy sunshine, single dad, sports romance from USA Today Bestselling Author Willow Aster. I fell in love with his little girl first. From the moment nine-year-old Becca Fox and I hugged, it was like we’d known each other forever. Precocious, sweet, and kind, I just knew this little girl was exceptional. Her dad, though? Not so much. Bowie Fox checks every box in the looks department—rugged, intense, and the kind of man who makes you forget how to breathe—but his personality? About as warm as a snowstorm.

I had no idea Fionn Quinn was an enforcer for the Irish Mob. Not when he saved me from my ex, and certainly not when we had our night together. I never gave him my name, and didn't know his either. We come from different worlds. I'd have nothing to offer a wealthy man like that. So I ran. Hoping he never finds me.