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Starting over at thirty in a new city isn't easy—especially when your brother is an NHL player, your bank account is barely hanging on, and you end your first night in town with the hottest one-night stand of your life. I never planned on seeing Gabe again, let alone becoming the live-in nanny to his newborn daughter. But fate has a twisted sense of humor.

I'm not your typical meteorologist. Sure, I might look extroverted on television, but inside, I'm an anxious thirty-something woman who'd love to be anywhere except a public setting. My love for the weather runs deep from when I was a kid in Indiana, so when I'm finally working as the chief meteorologist for a station in Denver, I'm happy. Well, mostly. Enter Jacob Mitchell.

How could you love someone who wasn't who they said they were? It was impossible to let them go, even though they deserved it. Did any of us even know the real Ander Lavaro? With the mafia closing in on us, time was running out. I couldn't lose anyone else, but they had their sights set on Zavier. There was no way we'd get out of this unscathed. If Ander had been honest from the start, none of this would have happened. This was bigger than us, so it was no surprise when the street crews got involved. With them by our side, we could handle anything.

Finneas Alexander Barlow is a walking thirst trap. Tall, hot, and broody. Tousled brown hair, chiseled jaw, alluring green eyes, perfect teeth, well-groomed beard, broad shoulders, and lips good enough to bite. He’d look like a Disney prince if the prince was a broody a----e. Four years ago, a fated meeting led to an inevitable hook-up. Just one. It’s his rule. One-time hook-ups, no information exchanges, and no repeats. I knew that even before he established his boundaries, and he kept his promise. I hadn’t seen or heard from him since.

My world was crumbling down around me right in front of my eyes. Reid hurt me. Logan broke me. Zavier almost got me killed. Nothing was ever going to be the same again. With no one to protect me, I had to rely on myself. Beckett was my only trusted friend, and she reminded me that I was strong. Until that one night, I let loose and almost lost what was left of me. And the last person I thought I'd see again walked through the door like he'd never left.

Living in Hawthorne Heights wasn't for the weak. Crime and violence surrounded us, but we did what we had to in order to survive. Not everyone made it out alive, though, when dodgy deals went wrong. My brother had proved that when he'd been killed right in front of me when I was twelve. I'd managed to dodge the foster system, thanks to my brother's best friend. Reid had only been a kid, too, when my brother had died, but he seemed so much older. He'd taken charge, making sure my best friend Logan and I never went without. We were a family.

My reputation with women stinks. I'll admit I haven't always treated them with the respect they deserve. That's not to say I'm a bad guy or anything. What my sisters and cousin would call toxic, I prefer to think of as selfish. But I'm ready to change everything if it means I'll have a chance with the lovely, sweet, wounded Sofia Diaz—and her adorable son Mateo. They've been through a lot with her ex—and she's still dealing with him far more often than I'd like—but I'm prepared to be there for both of them, to do whatever it takes to make them happy.

After I suddenly lose my husband, Patrick, in a senseless shooting, I’m lost in a sea of well-meaning people trying to make the unimaginable seem possible. When a friend of my sister’s connects me to the Wild Widows, I find a group of fellow travelers who understand my new reality in a way no one else in my life ever could. The Wild Widows have one requirement for membership to their group: I must be open to the possibility of a "Chapter Two", which is what they call a second chance at love.

Driven by a promise to keep her identity secret, tenacious Evelyn Maynard is all alone in the world. But a scholarship to the exclusive Bradford Hills Institute offers her a safe haven and a fresh start. Or so she thought. Eve is one of the only humans at her new school, brimming with those born with Variant DNA—and coveted superhuman abilities. Bound by shared tragedy, Ethan, Josh, Tyler, and Alec—and their unique powers—are revered among Variants. But something has always been missing, and she may have just arrived with a scholarship and a glint in her enchanting, curious eyes.

When I receive a scholarship to Bradford Hills Institute, I'm determined to make a fresh start. The exclusive school is world-renowned for educating and training Variants—the 18 percent of the population fortunate enough to have superhuman abilities. As a human, I'm lucky to be admitted. I am so done with fake identities, running, and lying, but once again I find myself surrounded by secrets. Some I've been keeping my whole life. Some have been kept from me. Some I find myself dragged into....

Owen Cullen was a dream. Not a dream come true though, because I’d never dared to dream. He was my wildest fantasy, a hallucination, a delusion. The handsome man who’d saved my life—twice. He was a real-life hero, and I was...what was I? Filth, that was what I was.

In the year since I lost my wife in childbirth, I’ve been all about survival as I adapt to life as a single dad to our son. That’s especially true after my mother-in-law also died suddenly. Life has been way more than I can handle, but somehow I’m getting by, thanks mostly to the Wild Widows, a group of fellow travelers who make me feel less alone with my grief. They encourage me to hire fellow Wild Widow Wynter as my nanny, and that’s been working out great, until two things happen—she and my son go missing, and when they’re found safe, I realize my feelings for her are anything but platonic.

When Melissa Cruz falls hard for a dreamy-eyed photographer named Jake, she can’t resist the urge to run away with him. The problem is that she already has a boyfriend, a rising star in his family’s crime organization. Betrayed and humiliated, Chris isn’t going to just let her go. To find Melissa, Chris turns to Lucky Wilson, one of his family’s professional assassins. But Lucky has his own problems. After years of lying about his day job, his marriage is in shambles and he suffers from relentless panic attacks. He’ll do this job if Chris will let him out of the killing life.