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There's a sacred balance that must be kept. Death is final—the mortal world is for the living. And when that balance is upset, the hounds will hunt. Soul: Death's Hound I am Death's Hound, and I was made for one purpose: to hunt down wayward souls. It should be easy, hunting down a man who...

A brand new collection of four standalone spicy military romances featuring your favorite tropes! Listeners asked for it, so we've packaged the last four novellas in the Veteran K9 Team series together. Mine to Covet: What happens when the veteran—who is secretly from a famous and affluent Hollywood family—covets a dog treat baker whose ex-fiance uses money to control her?

A brand new collection of three standalone spicy sports romances featuring your favorite tropes! Listeners asked for it, so we've packaged the last three novellas in the Rangers Football series together in this awesome collection. The second three audiobooks are the players and their off-field drama.

Rising author Dylan Thatcher has his most publicized book signing to date, and he's worried his "#1 FAN", who has been stalking him online, might show up to the event. Along with #1 FAN, there are four more thrilling short stories: Rural Gas Station at 2 a.m., The Book Club, Steak and Potatoes, and Unreliable Narrator. Brian O'Sullivan is following the runaway success of CLUSTERF *CK with an unorthodox approach—a collection of short stories. If he had a manager or an agent, they'd surely have advised him against this.

I’m beginning to unravel. When I meet Shai Burrows, he intrigues me enough that he has me stalking him, following him, watching him. And when I find out he’s the one who robbed me, instead of handling business, it only makes me obsess over him even more. But I can’t just let him get away with that, so we cut a deal. Shai will work off what he owes me, with his body, something he’s as eager about as I am. Because after that first touch, our worlds collide.

Lucien Vale is temptation incarnate. Devilishly charming, wickedly confident, and sinfully sexy, he rules Manhattan’s most elite clubs, indulging the city’s darkest desires with a knowing smirk and a whisper of seduction. He’s built an empire, played the game to perfection, and isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty when it serves the greater good. But love? That’s always been just out of reach.

I'm young, carefree, and my job as the assistant to Holt, manager and owner of the Goliaths of Wrestling, means I'm surrounded by half-naked beefcake wrestlers all day. Of course, I'm going to be interested in… getting to know them all better. It would be, like, illegal for me not to lust after them all, right? There's just one hurdle I have to get over first before I can… get to know the wrestlers in the way I want. And that hurdle makes me really, really freaking nervous.

Who are we? Nobody really knows. We’re seven powerful heirs to empires, ruling Manhattan from our thrones on Park Avenue. By day, we’re the elite, untouchable, and more connected than you could ever imagine. By night, we revel in the darkness of our secrets, pulling strings that make the city bow to our whims.

On the ice, they call me East—fast hands, sharp edges, zero hesitation. Off the ice? I keep my life simple. Hockey. Teammates. No complications I can’t skate away from. Unfortunately, I’m terrible at thinking things through—like the moment I agreed to a late-night pool bet with my teammate and accidentally ended up with a wife. Katerina Popovich isn’t the Russian ballerina I expected. She’s sharp, sarcastic, and entirely unimpressed by my NHL contract. She also happens to have a ticking visa deadline, a powerful family with opinions about her future, and zero patience for my chaos.

I’m the sister of the Kane brothers, two overprotective hockey legends destined for the NHL. Which means my love life has always been a total disaster. They’ve blocked every guy who’s ever shown interest, their intimidating presence clearing the room faster than a buzzer at the end of a period. So when three masked men show up and turn my world upside down, I’m not complaining. They awaken something in me I didn’t know I was missing. And the best part? My brothers have no idea and can’t interfere.

Getting traded to the worst team in the league isn't the end of the world. Except my arch nemesis plays for the Nashville Knights. I had it all with the Black Diamonds. Star player. Friends. Family. Guys to keep the bed warm. With one hit, I got knocked out and the team sent me packing. Straight...

Kieran After my boyfriend cheats, my best friend spirits me away to Reykjavik for a scenic getaway. I think this may be just the escape I need to get over the jerk. What was supposed to be a beautiful boat cruise ends in chaos when I find myself transported to the age of the Vikings. Before I...

At six feet of cocky charm, easy smiles, and a reckless streak a mile wide, Harlan "Gator" Thibodeaux is not my type. So why is he the one I call when my world falls apart? Julius Petros has spent years dazzling older men who wanted arm candy, not commitment—men who loved the sparkle but never...

Three years out of prison, I came to the Sanctum for a fresh start. What I got was a job serving things that go bump in the night and a mysterious regular who hates me. Lysander isn’t just out of my league, he’s an honest-to-god fairy prince. Sparkly wings, pretty face, dark backstory — the works. My coworkers call him Your Highness. He won’t even shake my hand. In fact, he gets weird every time I go to touch him, whether it's by accident or... not.

Playing with fire never felt so awkward . . . or so good. One minute I was covering a routine car accident for the paper. The next, I was staring up—way up—at the broadest shoulders I'd ever seen. Dane looked like he'd been carved out of granite . . . if granite could smirk and smell faintly...

From USA Today bestselling authors Willow Winters and Amelia Wilde comes a spicy romantasy bundle.

It was not supposed to end like this. We were supposed to be together forever, but our world erupted into chaos instead. I’ll fight until the very end, but will it be enough?

My relationship with twins Damon and Declan has always been close. Too close, according to what society has deemed appropriate between guy friends. But that's never stopped our hugging and cuddling—in public or private. My best friends knew I didn't receive affection from home, so they never let me go without it.

I'm a fan—how could I not be? And not just a fan of racing. I can't help but be swept up by the lives of celebrities. Wondering if they really have it so much better or if something is missing. Now that Maverick isn't just that hot racer I've followed for years and is instead my friend, I'm starting to see the answer. We always want what we don't have.

Moms are good at one thing: the guilt trip. It’s the only reason I’m at the funeral of a man I’ve never had anything to do with. I’ll show up, make her happy, and get out. At least that’s what I think until I learn daddy dearest has left me a crap load of money and the obligation to learn about the family business. All from his eldest son who looks nothing like the rest of us.