When the guys at work dare me and the new guy to play a game of gay chicken, I figure I’ll get my first kiss and bragging rights for winning. What I don’t expect is for that game to awaken something in me. Something I’ve never felt before.Something that makes ...
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423MarshallI hate Valentine Tye.I’ve hated him since we were ten years old. I hate everything he is, everything he stands for. Even the mention of his name gets my back up.And when I see him?My blood boils. My jaw clenches and my hands curl int...
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#1 New York Times bestselling author Abbi Glines returns to Rosemary Beach one last time in this highly-anticipated finale.Spoiled. Selfish. Rich girl. Villain. Slut.As the Prada-clad bad girl of Rosemary Beach, Nan Dillon has been called every vil...
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Finally reunited with Raul, but now separated from his twin brother, Devon, Brad has learned the hard way that magic is far from an exact science.Not that his grades in actual science were all that stellar to begin with.Now he has to find a way to ...
Read More423I hate the mafia.Mountains of debt that never go away, strange men in suits with guns, whispered threats in the backroom. That's what mylife has become. I told my father to never get tangled up with the Bianchi's, but he would do anything to save ...
Read More422From the New York Times bestselling author of The Guest List comes a new locked room mystery, set in a Paris apartment building in which every resident has something to hide…Jess needs a fresh start. She’s broke and alone, and she’s just l...
Read More422How could I not have realized the guy I’ve been chatting with online is the one person I hate?Kai, the bad boy I broke my rules for. Who stomped all over my heart. Twice. He’s arrogant and annoying, and worse, he doesn’t even remember what he did to me....
Read More422Swimming into the lifeless body of her husband’s mistress tends to ruin a woman’s day, but becoming a murder suspect can ruin her whole life. It’s 1974 and Ellison Russell’s life revolves around her daughter and her art. She’s long since stopped caring about h...
Read More422For nineteen years, I have carved myself into a dutiful son, a courtier of unimpeachable wit, and a genuine delight at a tea party. Now that my success in society has planted me in the path of Mikhail Vasiliev, it’s clear I’d have been better off keeping my head down.
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