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I’ve put it all on the line: Sunk all my savings into rent, begged and borrowed for office equipment and waved goodbye to my full-time job teaching high school drama. It may be risky, but It’s a good bet to open my own casting business in my hometown. Known as the “Hollywood of the East,” the hottest new dramedy of the 1990’s starts production here next week. Since graduating college, it’s been my dream to be my own boss. To nurture local actors while making a living doing what I love. I’m so close to success, I can taste it.

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.

This classic book tells the story of Ebenezer Scrooge—a miserable and bitter old man, who is visited by the ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Future. The spirits force him to confront his past mistakes, and peek into his bleak future if he doesn’t change his ways. Join our full cast on this immersive fully Sound-Scaped journey, as Scrooge is transformed into a generous and kind-hearted man, embracing the spirit of Christmas and helping those around him.

I don't know where it all went so wrong. I was born a Hellion. I breathe for the club life, but at every turn, I put it all at risk. I am Rhett "Crunch" Oleander. I am still finding my way since losing the one person who meant the most. She's the only taste of Heaven he's ever had. When given a second chance, he's refusing to let go. The question is, will she walk away again or hang on for the ride?

Tinker Bell and I have lived a life no one remembers, including her. I was supposed to die, take my secret and our time together to the grave. But fate had a crueler plan. Immortality. Bought for a price I’m intent on never paying. But when the horrors from our past come back to haunt her, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to defend her honor. Unfortunately, I soon learn protecting her comes with a costly burden that rivals my first.

A sweet'n'spicy collection of bonus tales, first shared on Patreon and featuring the guys and gals (and nonbinary aliens) from the superhero x villain MM+ (& FF!) romance series, Villainous Things (along with the MCs of the Villains in Space spin-off series)!

John Elliott is a busy man. He runs his farm and his business, keeping to himself, with no time for anything else in his life. Quinn Harper is a single mother, looking for a fresh start. The small town she picked seemed perfect—until her first run-in with John. They strike sparks of the wrong kind and insist that keeping their distance is for the best. Yet, despite his growly nature and curt tone, he is sweet to her daughter. And he finds himself looking for reasons to be in Quinn's company, to do things that make them both smile, make him feel happy.

“I hate you. I never want to see you again.” It’s been twenty years since I said those words. Since Grant Malone’s smile fell hearing them seconds before I walked out of our third-grade classroom thinking I’d never see him again. He’s not the reason I moved back to Sunnyville—at least that’s what I tell myself. I thought time had healed all wounds. I was wrong. Nothing could have prepared me for how I’d feel when I finally saw him again. The little boy I once knew is now a grown man. A grown man who hits all my buttons—sexy, funny, attractive, and kind.

Third generation Hellion. My patches are earned, never given. I'm the son of Talon "Tripp" Crews and namesake to Blaine "Roundman" Reklinger. I was born to wear this cut, to take this ride. I am Blaine "BW" Crews. I deal in motorcycles, money, and mayhem.

Raised the son of a Hellion, born with the blood of a villain, I wear my patch with pride. Earned, never given. Frank "Tank" Oleander gave me his name, his club, and his respect. I earned my cut, my place, and even this ride as the son of another. I am Kenneth "Red" Oleander. I find comfort in chasing skirts, fixing cars, and riding the open road.