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When Sophie Marino comes to Coulson looking for clues to the 1960 murder of her infamous grandfather - hitman Anthony Marino - her inquiries ignite a series of events, exposing three generations of Coulson family secrets. It’s a time of reckoning for the Coulson family.

More than one person had a motive to murder Senator Coulson, including Kim's high-school sweetheart, the boy who got her pregnant and broke her heart. Tragically, Kim's mother was killed as well. Was it a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, or was her murder intentional?Kim returns to her hometown to unravel the mystery of her mother's death, only to find more than she bargained for - a mysterious half-brother she never knew existed, the father who abandoned her - and there is someone trying to prevent her from discovering the truth.

The deal is simple: Piper Bancroft pretends to be my mate and we both get what we want. I'll be the next Chief, and she'll get her nosy mother off her back. But independent and strong-willed Piper has rules. Lots of them. The most impossible being her insistence that we don't sleep together. But she never said anything about kissing. And one kiss is all it takes. Piper is my mate, and there's nothing fake about it. If she finds out I want her for keeps, she'll be leaving for the lower 48.

My daughter Finley takes after me: stubborn, untamed, and wild. But seven-year-old girls can't just roam free - not when we live in bear country. Enter Kate. She's new in town, sweet as honey, and can somehow manage to wrangle my little girl. And somehow she's wrangled me, too. One night with her and I'm smitten - more than that - this woman is my mate. But I have a past that has my heart closed up, and the last thing I want to do is hurt a woman as precious as her.

The gorgeous newcomer in town, Harley MacBeth, is everything I'm not. Charming, outgoing, and stubborn. So damn stubborn. Well, I guess we have that in common. I'm in bear form when I see the infuriatingly sexy woman painting by the river. In a flash, she becomes a damsel in distress. Good thing this mountain man is here to save her. I pull her from the river, kiss her sweet, pink lips, and damn - I'm a goner. After a night together, I know she's my mate - my everything. But we're opposites, and unless we're in bed, we're at odds.

The moment I see Adelaide Spencer, I know she's my mate. Neither of us have given ourselves to another - because we were both waiting for a moment like this. Her and me, under the stars, the night spread out in front of us, full of hope and a thousand tomorrows. But our pasts have collided in ways she doesn't know, and when she finds out, she'll never forgive me. Not for the mountain man I am, or for the bear I've been.

From Wall Street Journal and USA Today best-selling author Willow Winters comes a highest bidder holiday short story.

Most of the Akrellians now living on Earth after saving humanity from an alien invasion are super polite. The red-scaled, black-quilled behemoth living next door is a notable exception, and he doesn't bother to return my enthusiastic greeting with anything more than an impatient growl. But I know the secret to making friends, and that secret is a dozen red velvet cupcakes with cute monster faces on them, just in time for Halloween. The grumpy, smoldering volcano of a male might pretend he's not interested in my offering, but he can't resist my sweet treats for long.

Sophie Grates has never had it easy, but she’s finding her way through life one step and one day at a time. That is, she was—right up until Nico came in and flipped her world upside-down. He forces her to see that you can’t live life from the outside looking in and sometimes you have to step out onto the ledge so you can really enjoy the view. Nico Mayson knew the moment he saw Sophie Grates that she was the one. His whole life, he has been judged by what’s on the outside, so finding a beautiful woman who sees the real him only makes his feelings that much stronger.

Romantic. Addictive. Second chance wishes and first time kisses. Everything you need for a cozy story. You’ll devour each of these winter stories down to the last page.

Sell over a million dollars of programmable hover vacs in a month, get a hefty commission check, and win an all-expenses paid trip to Ubaid Space Station. I came for the extraterrestrial experience, not the poorly cooked chicken parmesan in the Earth-centric resort restaurant. So, who can blame me if I slip my leash by bribing the tour guide to let me escape yet another mind-numbingly boring museum trip? I end up in a bar in the most dangerous sector of the Leisure Ring. I also meet the extraterrestrial of my dreams—at least, he can be for the remainder of my vacation.

All my life I've been treated with kid gloves, and I'm tired of it. I want to live up to the legacy of the proud Drixonian females with which I share half of my DNA. There's one thing in my way—a young warrior who knows my secret and threatens to tell my father. So I make a deal with him, and soon his annoying presence at my side changes into something more . . .

Nameless. Forgotten. Lost on Earth for centuries with a disembodied voice as my only friend. Protecting the vulnerable without any help from above. No one to explain the rules. Nada. Zip. Zilch. So when High Angelus Gavriel finds me killing a very bad man, can he really blame me? Before I can explain, he drags me back to the place he swears is my home: Sanctuary.

When I left Sanctuary in a cloud of glitter, I thought I knew exactly who I was. But in the Celestial Realm, it's clear I had it wrong. And so did everyone else. According to the shiniest of all the Celestials, I'm something new and unexpected. To my surprise, I also have a family. But their warm, naked welcome won't matter, because I may have left a part of my soul back in Sanctuary, and I'm fading fast.

When a walk on the wild side turned into a nightmare for Everly Grant, she escaped her abusive ex by taking a job with Crow Hill’s small newspaper. Now she’s assigned to write a human interest story on the return of the Dalton Gang, and she soon discovers that Boone Mitchell could give her plenty more than a good interview. As much as she craves safety, she finds herself irresistibly drawn to Boone’s dangerous streak. Before she takes the cowboy to bed, she lays down the law: There are no strings attached, and she’s the one in charge.

When my college roommate tries to fix me up with her creepy cousin, I do the only thing I can think of to waylay her unwanted matchmaking—I invent a boyfriend in the Navy. Every week for four years, I send a letter to my fictitious soulmate, Officer Elijah O'Donnell, sharing my innermost thoughts and dreams for the future. Which is why no one is more surprised than me when my military hero appears at my place of work and asks me for a date. At six feet four and bristling with blue-eyed masculinity, Elijah O'Donnell is very real—and he's read every one of my letters.

I called myself Feather. But really? I was Useless. So I chose to save Sanctuary, though that meant I lost everything: my majestic sheets, my old name, my fudging body . . . and my sweet, sexy soulmate. When the super-hot and literally horny Rumple sends me back home, not everyone busts out the confetti. You'd think by sacrificing myself, I would have solved a lot of problems. But I only uncovered more, and made some powerful, glitter-hating new enemies. When Protectors start to disappear, I'm stuck wandering through Sanctuary's basement/sex dungeon to find them.

When Will’s ex hands over nude pictures to a sleazebag reporter, he sees his face—and more—plastered across every tabloid front page in the country. The press is hounding him, and his little sister's vacation home seems the ideal place to hide. Will intends to lick his wounds and recover his trust in the world, but he discovers Lexi's secret plan and offers to help her get over her fear of sex. They've known each other forever and can rely on each other implicitly. Neither of them would let anything pesky like feelings get in the way of their friendship.

I was odd even before the evil aliens kidnapped me and messed with my brain. Now? I'm even more of a weirdo. I never minded being alone until I found a group of friends who accepted me and who never made me feel like an outcast, even if I had never fully told them the truth about myself. They were stolen, and I'd do anything to find them again and keep them safe, even if it means searching this entire planet. Now if I only I can shake this creepy, silent blue alien who's been hunting me for days.

I'm tired of being scared, but fear is like a constant companion these days. Some big blue alien stole the last of my friends, and now I'm alone as a prisoner on a spaceship on my way back to the planet that stole everything from me. I thought I'd seen the last of the blue aliens, until suddenly I'm staring into the eyes of one as he gets ready to fire a laser right into the cockpit where I sit. And at this point in my life, I'm thinking this might be the best way to go.