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First rule of a marriage of convenience? Don’t get knocked up. When I tell off my new boss after he cuts in line, I think he’s about to fire me. Instead, CEO Harry O’Donnell proposes. He wants me to marry him and move in for six months. See, Harry needs a wife to inherit his family business. I need a windfall to pay for my mom’s medical bills. How hard could playing wifey be? Answer? Very.

With Sami’s life on the line, Jace and his friends race to find a cure for the soul spore. Coming up short again and again, they turn to the last being who might be able to help them: Zurvan, god of infinite time and space. Yet his price is steep: represent him at an out-of-time tournament against Divine and Ascended cultivators—and not only that, but win. As Sami’s condition worsens and the Polypheme approaches the empire, Jace has no choice but to accept.

Here are three things that I know. 1) I’m an expert at reading body language, 2) I excel as an intelligence operative, and 3) Ledger Lancaster—daring, fearless, and recklessly charming—is my rival. Or enemy, depending on the day. What I didn’t realize from our first mission overlap a year and a half ago—a mission I thought Ledger was using to gain the upper hand only for me to beat him at his own game—was that his interest in me wasn’t an act. How could I have guessed?

Every Tuesday, my best friend and I get together to watch spy movies, and I dream of a secret agent sweeping me off my feet. Imagine my surprise when a) one actually does, b) I don’t realize he’s a spy (even though “secret” is in the job title, so I should’ve seen that coming), and c) his mission is to protect me. For the record: I don’t need protecting. But if I did, Jace would be my top pick. I have more fun and feel more connected during the 10 minutes when he’s rescuing me from a blind date than I’ve had in the past several years of dating combined.

I return home from college to a nightmare, discovering my parents plan to marry me off. Rather than being forced into a loveless marriage, I grab my cat and embark on an adventurous journey to the Wild West. I may be trying to find myself, but what I find instead is the handsome Jack Graysen. Or rather, he finds me.

In the wake of a violent rebellion, Cecilia and Xander are trapped behind enemy lines under the thumb of a cruel tyrant. It’s impossible to know who to trust with the culture of fear Vincent has instilled in the Argarian court. Clawing back the power he stole requires slow and careful progress. The vicious king needs them both alive for now, but one wrong move will land them in tower jails or worse.

Xander Savero is reeling from the loss of his family and the love of his life. But there’s no time for his broken heart when his kingdom is in peril. His cruel cousin is chipping away at Argaria’s borders, leaving a trail of violence in his wake, and that’s just the beginning. The fiercest opposition comes from within Xander’s own court, where nobles speculate about his parentage, commoners think he’s an outsider, and assassins wait poised for the moment he drops his guard. Xander strives to put an end to the upheaval by marrying a princess from a stronger, more established kingdom.

Trixie Gardens is one average witch, thank you very much. A down-on-her-luck taxi driver in the paranormal section of New York, Trixie has spent a lifetime repressing her magic. Until one night, she meets a grumpy, devilishly handsome vampire in a dark alley, and she accidentally activates her powers by shooting the cork from a cheap cabernet bottle at his face. It turns out the vampire is none other than Dominic Kent—the stormy, rough-around-the-edges billionaire who owns Trixie’s apartment building.

There is one person on this earth I cannot stand: Ethan Taylor. Sure, he looks like he belongs on the cover of a magazine, but don't let his looks fool you. He is pretentious, arrogant, and self-absorbed. Unfortunately, he is also the son of a reality TV star, and designers who won't even glance at my portfolio are on his speed dial. But now he has a proposition for me: If I join him in New York City and pose as his date to his grandmother’s swanky benefit, he’ll take me to Fashion Week and introduce me to the hottest names in fashion.

I like to live my life with no regrets. The only exception? Levi Carter. Five years ago we met on vacation and fell into an innocent flirtationship. And like all the women in cliche romance novels—I’d know since I read them obsessively—I fell in love. Then I promptly chickened out of admitting my way-too-soon-red-flag-feelings and left Levi behind, with nothing but his first name to remember him by. I thought I’d never see him again, but then I walk into my new job as a police department therapist and… there he is.

When Mary's husband Brent returns from a month-long wellness retreat, he seems like a totally different person. Before he went away, Brent was anxious, depressed, and in danger of losing his job. Now, he’s decisive, optimistic, and full of energy. He also has big plans to start his own business… big plans which require a lot of capital.