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He's known as Father Anton to his teammates - the brooding, sexy captain of the NHL's Chicago Blaze has a reputation for...not having a reputation. Just like his diet and sleep routines, celibacy is part of Anton Petrov's on-ice mojo. Or so they say. Anton stays mum on the subject. If the world thinks he chooses to abstain from sex, so be it. Better that than the truth getting out: There is a woman he burns for, but he can never have her. She's his teammate's wife, after all.

Sarah Lavely is a fifth-grade teacher whose heart is even bigger than her favorite coffee mug. Sarah is determined to help the class bully find a sense of belonging, even if it means giving up her prep time to sponsor yet another school club. Thankfully, Owen Gardner, the teacher across the hall, is always there for a vent session or a shared slice of cheesecake. Meanwhile, Owen is struggling to balance teaching with his increasingly popular STEM podcast. When the prospect of becoming principal falls into his lap, he has a difficult decision to make.

Wolf shifter and carpenter Jake Rowly left his home town of Virtue straight out of high school and never planned to return. But a broken heart sends him back into the fold, because if there's one thing Virtue doesn't have, it's any chance of romantic complications. Then he meets newcomer Mabs Brannigan, and realizes fate has brought him home again.

When I skipped town six years ago to pursue my music career, I wanted to start a new life and escape the memories of my broken family. The one thing I knew I wouldn't be able to forget was Hailey Wilkins—my best friend and the girl I left behind. Now my days are filled with my band's nonstop touring, late-night recording sessions, and eager groupies. But when I hear that Hailey is in a coma, I drop everything to be by her side.

Kimberly Burns—a self-sufficient, nineteen-year-old—expects her customary camping trip to be a calming escape from the non-stop demands of college life but the attack from a recently turned vampire changes everything. Aaron Calem has been trying to resist the blood lust raging through his new body, but the unfamiliar voice in his head won't let him pass up an easy meal. When he's left with a girl barely clinging to life, he must choose between loyalty to his brothers or his own morality.

Well . . . for everyone but herself. And lately, it isn't just her dating life that has her fuming in frustration. A misfortune has just landed Gemma without an apartment, so when a chance encounter with a real estate tycoon hands her a shiny new apartment at a price she can afford, Gemma takes it without another thought. It isn't until she is dragged naked from the shower that Gemma finds out this apartment is already taken . . . by the person she hates the most. Knox Rook has met his match.

Devon Atwood presents Book 3 in the Kiss-Met series.

When I wake up in the hospital after a DUI car crash, my new NHL team owner gives me an ultimatum—get sober or get packed for the minor leagues. So I talk the talk and go to rehab. I plan to breeze through, get sprung in thirty days or less and hit the road with my new team, the Chicago Blaze. All I have to do is charm my attractive, uptight rehab group leader into thinking I've changed—how hard could it be?

I'm done. Getting ditched at the altar is nothing compared to being humiliated there in front of three hundred shocked guests. Apparently I'm no good at spotting the signs your man's a cheating liar. So I set off solo on my honeymoon to Hawaii, where I realize I've got this life thing down just fine on my own. Friendships and laughter? Yes. Adventures? Absolutely. But relationships? Hell no. Never again.

Venesa Andersen has never been good. She wasn't good enough for her parents, and she isn't good enough for the gangster uncle who took her in after they died. But she's cunning. Beautiful. Dutiful to her uncle's demands. And she doesn't have time for a moral compass, anyway. When her runaway cousin returns to their coastal southern town, she brings a man with her . . . and Venesa soon realizes he's the only one who's ever seen her for her. There's just one problem: she can never have him.

June Mabee is a lot of things. She's the girl next door. She's the best friend I ever had. She was my first kiss. And she's the last person I should have feelings for. Two years ago, I cut all ties with her because I had no choice. No more late-night phone calls, no hellos or goodbyes, not even a passing smile. I left her to wonder what happened to the us we used to be. We were best friends, and then suddenly . . . we weren't. And I know it hurt. But the truth would have hurt her more, and being anything with June would have destroyed my family.

The beautiful, ethereal creature ran across the road on my way home one night. I nearly hit her and ended up wiping out in the process. A little dazed, I ran after her . . . And found her in the woods. Dirty and cold from living on the streets for weeks—but still so breathtaking, I was sure I was dreaming her. Delaney is deaf, scared, and on the run from her uncle. But now that I've found her, I won't let anything hurt her ever again.

We belonged to each other. Now and always. He slid that promise ring on my finger and made me his for the first time. But we had to keep it a secret from our fathers. Because mine would murder him, and his would help bury the body if they found out. Now, we don't have to keep the secret any longer. We just have to tell the dads . . . Unfortunately, that isn't our only obstacle.

He calls me his heart. Tells me the only reason he closes his eyes at night is so he can see me in his dreams. Our months apart are torture for both of us, but at least I get to hear his voice every day. Each summer, he's all mine. Every minute he can spare, I'm right beside him, and our families just smile knowingly. Ryan has responsibilities, though. One day, my mafioso prince will be the king. And I will be his queen . . .

Sometimes, beauty covers a whole lot of ugly. That was one of the many valuable lessons I learned the summer I lived in Creswell Springs with the Angel's Halo MC. They taught me about responsibility and respect—not just for others, but, more importantly, for myself. I liked to think I came home a better person. Someone who wasn't just pretty on the outside anymore. And then I met Zak. Golden eyes. Chiseled jaw. That deep, gravelly voice mixed with a slight Russian accent that did something to me no man ever had before.

The Creepypasta Collection, Volume 2 delves into the depths of the absolute best short stories from the darkest corners of the Internet. You won't be able to sleep with the light off after experiencing the misadventures of our heroes and heroines, who encounter everything from the highly suspicious to the incredibly disturbed. With stories that range from the unforgettable "Jeff the Killer" to the fear-inducing "Smiling Dog," this collection is the perfect gift for Creepypasta fans and horror enthusiasts alike.

I knew who was meant to be mine as soon as I was old enough to understand what the definition of "want" was. Some would say it is an obsession. They may even whisper that I am . . . crazy. But when I set my mind on something, I don't stop until I have it. And what I want is him. Elias Reid. No one knows how twisted my mind has turned for him. How tangled up my heart has gotten over the older, sexy biker.

My first operation in the field, the marriage is a cover. Damian Fisher is a CIA legend with a shaggy beard, chocolate curls, and deep blue eyes. As a teen, my girlfriends swooned in his presence. I never expected to work with him as an equal. I'd bet he never expected it either. But my overprotective father is a powerful man and I wouldn't put it past him to pull a stunt like this to protect his baby girl. Requesting my old bodyguard and his close friend to work by my side is right down Daddy Dearest's alley.

I'm the quiet one. The one everyone respects . . . but secretly fears. They should. I've seen the darkness in the world—and it has slowly bled into me until not even a glimmer of light remains. The women who come to Sanctuary are in need of someone to rescue them. It's my job to protect them. To send the monsters who terrorize them back into the abyss they slithered out of.

Jack Sullivan is a man of few words. His cold emotionless countenance shields any glimpse of the human being within. If he didn't hire me to help his daughter, I'd suspect the man sold his soul for success. He's classically handsome. Confident. Scratch that. He's one cocky mo-fo. Admittedly, I don't have the best track record at picking decent guys, but I'm pretty positive this brooding billionaire with a massive ego is one flashing red warning light.