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Thrones of Desire: Erotic Tales of Swords, Mist and Fire is a place where lust and legend abound, and adventure, passion and danger entwine. Think mystical lands and creatures, kings and queens, knights and renegades, heroes and villains, warlords, maidens and princesses. Think battles and danger, honor and dishonor, good and evil. Most of all, think hearts filled with passion and secret desire.

I'm not worried about the freak snowstorm in March stranding me in my brother's cabin in the Minnesota woods. I'm here to drown myself in textbooks—and junk food—and get ready for my big exams, so another couple of days won't matter. Except, three of my brother's friends are also stranded here with me. Their guys' get-away started early thanks to my matchmaking grandmother, and now we're all trapped together. Okay, I'm maybe a little worried. Not because I'm scared. Uh… nope, that's not why my heart is pounding so hard suddenly. Mischievous blue eyes. Flirty grins. Sexy innuendoes.

Alcohol and bad decisions go together like tacos and Tuesdays, especially in Vegas, where bad choices are buy-one-get-one-free. Recent UNLV grad Beatrice Edwards has just landed her first post-college job as the new Public Relations Director of Mischief Motors, the most elite private car service in Las Vegas.

Everyone knows who I am and that I could have any female fan I want. That's supposed to be the "perk" of playing left field for the Boston Renegades. But I don't want just any woman; I want her. She should be just another face in the crowd, but I can't stop thinking about the one night we spent together - and her look of regret the morning after. Because Saylor Blackwell is the kind of woman who haunts a man. Smart, sexy as hell, and one of the best managers in the business. She's every ballplayer's dream woman. And I'd do anything to make things right with her.

I knew transferring to play soccer for my previous rivals would come with complications. What I wasn't expecting was to have a one-night stand with a dark-haired stranger who would soon demand all my thoughts and nights. He's more than just a stranger; he's Camden's star wide receiver, a man whose name is whispered with reverence and desire. As our paths cross in the light of day, the night's secrets loom between us, a silent promise of what could be. But as the stakes rise, so do the risks, and I stand to lose more than just my heart.

The girl I met when we were nine is now the woman who said "yes" to being my wife. But Josie's not planning our wedding; she's too consumed by things that happened over a century ago. She has terrible dreams and unrelenting visions of the unspeakable. I believe her, but I don't understand her. If I can't understand her, I can't stop her. If I can't stop her, I can't save us. And without us . . . well, I can't imagine that world.

Crazy eyes. You know the ones: the empty, soulless eyes of a person who has nothing left inside - nothing but a bottomless pit of insanity and desperation. Their eyes lose their sparkle, the very thing that makes them who they are. In place of that, you’ll find nothing more than bitterness. I have those eyes - that same broken soul. So I changed my life, started anew. But she found me. Now the lies I’ve kept wound deeply in my chest are unravelling.

I'm known as the Black Widow because the desires I hide inside are pure poison. I was a different person once. Faith, a young wife, hoping to become a mother. My life was pleasant. Stable. It was hell. Until Killian Knight opened my eyes to a world of espionage and intrigue. He saw something in me, something I was too afraid to acknowledge. I didn't want to be excited by the danger. Didn't want to crave the wicked passion only he could provide. But I did want, so now I run. And I pay.

Kenzie Clark had made plenty of mistakes. The tough-talking guitarist from Brooklyn, NY worked hard so she could play even harder. But some mistakes weren’t so easy to walk away from. Joey Shaw, the drummer for Black Addiction, was exactly that kind of a mistake. How could one night of fun turn into a life-long commitment? That’s exactly what Joey was asking himself when Kenzie showed up a few weeks later - the soon-to-be baby bump with his name written all over it.

Fake relationship? As if. I don’t need a man to complete me, but to get my tubes tied before I turn thirty, I do need a husband. When former child TV star turned producing director Lukas Keith comes to me desperate for a favor, the exchange of my services for his seems like a great idea. I help him relearn how to drive a car, and he acts as my fiancé for a few doctor’s visits. What could go wrong?

This set of steamy romantic comedies features all the tropey goodness you crave, with a schmear. Meddling bubbes, Kosher wine, and matzo crumbs add a little something to this pair of grumpy-sunshine tales. Fall in love with AJ Trachtenberg, a grouchy teacher, and Asa Wexler, a brilliant billionaire. These books are heartwarming, often hilarious, and hot like a knish.

Going from uncle to father overnight meant me moving back to my hometown after two decades away. Now, I'm trying to pick up the pieces and do right by a little girl who just wants her mom. When my twentieth high school reunion rolls around, I come face-to-face with Emily, the ex whose heart I broke before she could break mine. Old feelings come rushing back, but I don't have time to grieve, let alone start a relationship.