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Get ready for a hostile takeover of epic proportions. In BuyMort: Bull Market Mayhem, the end isn't nigh—it's been leveraged, securitized, and is ready to liquidate. Say your prayers and check your credit score because when the celestial ledger closes, you'll want to make sure your cosmic assets are diversified.

Celebrity chef Antony Renard has been banished to Calico Cove while his bad-boy reputation gets a makeover. Just because he's famous—and hotter than a french fry—doesn't mean he gets whatever he lays those ice-blue eyes on…namely, me. This food truck girl knows he's out of my league and probably has a trail of broken hearts that lead back to his kitchen in California. The chemistry that flares hot between us doesn't matter. We're total opposites. He's a control freak, and I hate rules. He dates models, and I date… um, no one.

After burning her church to the ground and throwing her family into the castle dungeons for their treason, Kiandah did not expect to be spared by Lord Yaron, the Berserker Lord who once vowed—and tried—to kill her. But as Gatamora’s newest ascended omega, and a traitor besides, Yaron finds that Kiandah may be best placed to help him root out the source of the danger encroaching on his territory in the south island. Rumblings of a sinister sort have reached him… rumors of the undead and witches…

I know better than to mix business with pleasure, but when I meet billionaire Brody Harrington, our chemistry is impossible to resist. As one of New York's most successful venture capitalists, Brody seems adamant to keep our relationship casual. But the more time we spend together, the more confused I become. Brody is struggling with his own demons, fighting his growing feelings. When he demands I quit dancing to be with him exclusively, I refuse to compromise my independence or give up my dreams for a man.

As luck would have it, the worst job I've ever had is also the reason I'm in the right place at the right time to run into billionaire venture capitalist, Carson Myles. He takes one look at me and offers me a bunch of cash to be his fake girlfriend at an important business event that could make or break his career. No problem. This man is so hot that I'm willing to be his fake anything. The plan is simple—for one night, I stand by his side, smile, and project the vision of a doting long-term girlfriend so his bosses see him as a dependable man they're willing to take a bet on.

Matt Sullivan broke my heart when I was eighteen, and I told myself I would never forgive him. And I haven't. I won't. Except not forgiving him was a lot easier when I didn't live in Calico Cove. After ten years away, I'm back in my hometown, and Matt Sullivan is everywhere. He's the captain of the ferry boat that takes me out to see my mom and grandmother. He's always at my sister's bookstore. I can't even get a cup of coffee without seeing his stupid, handsome face. It doesn't seem to matter that we're mortal enemies. Our chemistry is still as explosive as ever.

When Bodie King, a con man known for (alleged) art thefts, steps into my antique store, I know I’m in trouble. Not only is he charming, devastatingly handsome, and used to getting what he wants, but he’s looking for a priceless chess set. The same one I’m searching for. The race is on and I have to use everything I know about the chess set to get it before him. Too bad he doesn’t play fair.

As the cosmos reels, the precarious balance of BuyMort is on the brink of collapse. The Sleem have fallen, leaving a power vacuum that echoes across the multiverse. New threats loom as the Church initiates a desperate crusade, not just for dominance but for survival. Facing them? Tyson Dawes, the Windowpuncher, Warlord of Nu-Earth, and CEO of Silken Sands. Meeting the relics of the Church with relics of his own, tricking, baiting, and battling the tremendous power of the Beholders, some say he has gone too far.

Hockey players and ice skaters do not mix. Tell that to the new bane of my existence, Olivia Tyler-Branch, figure skater turned NHL skating coach. She knows her stuff, but I can't let her past my defenses. I fell hard for her once before. Now, I need to be focused on the game not on Olivia's soft honey blonde hair, her feisty competitive streak, or the heartbreak behind her eyes. The two of us are hot enough to melt ice, but the stakes are too high.

There are two things you need to know about me. First, I am not cool. No, no, don't let my tuxedo shirt and anklet socks fool you. I'm twenty-six-year-old-virgin not cool. I'm carry-my cat-around-in-a-special-backpack not cool. Second, I'm cursed. Every Piedmont woman is. We are doomed to fall in love with men who will break our hearts. So, I'm never going to fall in love. But I wouldn't mind a little flirting. To do it, I need someone to teach me how.