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The CIA didn’t care if Agent Victoria Marshal lived or died in an Afghani hell-hole. Yet, she survived each torture session with single-minded determination, but human flesh has its limits. She knew her time was running short. Jacob King led a privately funded black ops group into that Afghani village to gather intelligence. He didn’t expect to find an American woman. He admired her brave humor in the face of her agonizing injuries. This kind of tough-minded woman was someone Jacob wanted to know, so he asked her for a date…same time, next year.

Jade King lives life at full speed. After over a year undercover for the DEA, she’s back in play and wants what any hot-blooded woman who’s gone a year without sex would want: an alpha bad boy who is convenient, delicious, and disposable. A fun one-night stand, multiple orgasms, and absolutely no strings attached. Right? If only.

Unlike everyone else in Pirate's Cove, Ellery Page, aspiring screenwriter, reigning Scrabble champion, and occasionally clueless owner of the village's only mystery bookstore, is anything but thrilled when famed horror author Brandon Abbott announces he's purchased legendary Skull House and plans to live. Ellery and Brandon have history. Their relationship ended badly, and Ellery's relationship with Police Chief Jack Carson is just getting interesting. But Brandon seems very interested in asking questions about the bloodstained past of his new home. What is Brandon really up to?

Party planner Colin Brightman doesn’t drink or dance, preferring to go to bed early with his spreadsheets and lists. All he wants is to forget the singles weekend his friends sent him on, but he’s stuck with a suitcase filled with condoms and skimpy Speedos that don’t belong to him. He doesn’t expect his luggage thief to be ex-baseball superstar Walker “Walk-Off” Scanlon. Or that Walker has hired his firm to put on a charity event at his bar. Colin can’t deny the mixed emotions the annoyingly flirty man stirs in him.

The assassin known as Flack wasn’t expecting to become the guardian of his 14-month-old niece. His life as an assassin wasn’t exactly family-friendly. Plus, he had no idea how to take care of a baby. How could he work for Guardian Security with a kid in tow? Flack needed help, like yesterday.

The assassin known as Valkyrie uses her many charms to ensnare the unsuspecting monsters she kills. She lives among the rich, privileged, beautiful people of the world. Or so they’d have the world believe. She’s witnessed the ugliness, brutality, contempt, and greed that formed the miscreants she hunted.

Jason King was presented the opportunity of a lifetime: Assume control of guardian security from the billionaire who had built the world renowned agency. As CEO, Jason would manage the best security resources in the world. Former SEALs, Rangers, Recon, Green Berets, agents from every alphabet agency in the nation, not to mention law enforcement stand outs, flocked to the organization he'd control. But the offer came with a painful stipulation. Jason King must lay to rest the demons haunting him.

Andrew Hollister knew the wounds that make a person the most vulnerable couldn’t be seen. That last mission punched his ticket home. He’d survived when most of his team hadn’t. The physical damage had mended. The mental injuries hadn’t healed as easily. Hell, they hadn’t healed at all.

As a Shadow, Asp planned his assassinations with meticulous care. His work required one thing - that the Council direct his kills. The coded target became a "sanctioned hit”, and that distinction was vital. His most recent assignment took him to a remote area of the Andes Mountains in Colombia. He completed his assassination according to plan - more or less - but no amount of careful planning could have prepared him for the dire circumstances he found himself in.

Frank Marshall’s life before he married and had a family is a closely held secret. The past should remain in the past until it doesn’t. Never in a million years did Frank think he’d find the type of love his parents shared. Until her. Until Amanda King. The light within her warmed him in the hidden places his first wife had unintentionally frozen with indifference toward him and her disdain for life on the ranch.

Conner Solomon, one of Guardian Security’s top computer specialists, attends a party in Monaco as a form of family penance, only to find the woman who has been on his mind since their short mission together. As beautiful as she is deadly, she’s a sexy omen of danger.

Doctor Maxwell Thornton, brilliant ex-surgeon and man most likely to insult you without even trying, seems to have an unwanted penchant for landing in the middle of murder cases. Since moving from the bustling metropolis of LA to a small town in Texas, Maxwell has struggled to fit in with the eccentric citizens of Rainy Dale. He’s made tiny steps forward, but the only person who truly seems to understand him is Sheriff Royce Callum.

Being the CEO of flourishing JK Holdings isn't a sufficient challenge for millionaire restaurateur Justin King. He craves the rush gained by facing danger and triumphing - be it heli-skiing, rappelling, suit jumping from the peaks of Mt. Everest, or racing performance cars. But nothing does it for him like breaking into impenetrable fortresses and rifling their vaults for Guardian Security. It's the best-kept secret of his very public life.

I should have known my quest for vengeance would eventually be my downfall. I should have been more careful, more paranoid - but I'm glad I wasn't. Who knew that getting caught for my crimes would lead to so much happiness? But joy can be fleeting... It turns out, this battle is only just beginning. With ultimate power on the line, my faceless enemies will stop at nothing to capture me, dead or alive. I need to master my abilities, fast, or this could be the end for someone I care far too deeply about. I'm Kit Davenport and this is going to be a bumpy flight.

To prevent their imminent murder, Bethanie Clark flees New York City with her 11-year-old son Ethan. Her destination - a remote cabin isolated high in the Smoky Mountains. A city dweller her entire life, she never realized there was more threatening their lives than the enemies of her son’s father. In winter, in the high elevations of the Great Smoky Mountains, surviving the elements is a challenge.

His code name was Tempest, and his enemy caught him. Stratus did unspeakable things to him until, out of his mind, he prayed for death — but he’d never broken faith with his brothers. God, how he wished they knew that. He had not compromised them. He’d told Stratus nothing. Cast aside as useless, left to starve or die of his injuries, his broken body lay in a bare cell, forgotten, and Tempest knew his prayer for the end would be answered shortly. Until her. She made him want to live — if only to help her escape.

The emo kid, the loner, the cynical wallflower with an attitude. It's no secret that I've never quite fit in. But it's glaringly obvious now that I've moved to this Podunk small town that seems to run entirely on sugar, friendliness, and cheer. (And cows, an ungodly number of cows.) I hate it—this place where everyone knows everyone, and I'm still the outsider. Who wants to fit in anyway? I've never really tried, never even thought I wanted to…until I met him. Jimbob is living his best life out here, farming the fields of Kansas, well and truly happy. And I just don't get it.

David Xavier - and all those he loved or counted as friends - would forever be mouth-watering targets to men of evil intent. His wealth could settle a small country's foreign debt. Because of this, from the moment of his birth, his mother obscured his identity. Reborn as the man named Gabriel, however, he walked free into a world where the innocents and the weak cried out for a defender, for the hand of justice, for a guardian angel.

Aspen Kennedy almost died in the explosion that decimated Guardian Security’s Washington, DC, complex. When she woke in the hospital bed, survival was her mantra. But the very thing that made her who she was had been stripped from her. Plunged into the center of the New York Mafia war, she called the only telephone number she could remember and left a message begging for help. Guardian wouldn’t let this happen, that much she did remember.

Obsessive. Toxic. Ice Princess. Witch. Jewell King ignored the epithets slung at her behind her back. Hell, after six, or was it seven, personal security officers asked to be reassigned rather than continue to guard her 24/7, maybe she deserved the names. She didn't care. Zane Reynolds waded through several weeks’ worth of empty energy drink cans, cast off candy wrappers, and stale pizza boxes, and viewed Jewell's office with a resigned sense of deja vu. He was back - against his will and despite his best efforts to stay as far away from Jewell as he could get.