In a town too small for secrets, Ameline Fontaine has mastered the art of pretending. At twenty-three, she's the girl everyone knows, half French, wholly magnetic, the center of every party and the last to remember how she got home. No one asks too many questions, and she likes it that way. Because if they did, they might notice the way she looks at women instead of men. They might see how carefully she hides behind her laughter. Then one Friday night, Lara Brooks walks into the same club. Lara's younger, steadier, impossible to impress. The quiet kind of rich; the kind who doesn't need attention to have it. She's Noah Brooks's little sister, the one Ameline has somehow never met, until the night Ameline stumbles out of the club and finds Lara holding her hair back and whispering that it's going to be okay. It should end there. It doesn't. Because now, in every crowded room, Ameline can feel her looking. And in every heartbeat, Lara wonders what it means that she can't stop. A slow-burn sapphic story about the small-town nights that blur into morning, about wanting someone you shouldn't notice, and about the quiet, dangerous way two worlds begin to fall together.

Dylan lives a simple yet a complicated life. Her geek cousin was her only constant companion as she lives her life to the fullest. She's a nerd by day and bad ass at night. Then there was group of jerks whose main purpose was to wreak havoc in school. What will happen if they get to know one of them better.

"We're just friends." Seems to be like a motto for Vincent Chance and Soccer star Lucas Marshall. Whenever anybody asks about them all they say is 'we're just friends.' Everybody suspects they're more, Vincent's friends, Lucas' friends, the rest of the school, but they don't care what people think. It doesn't seem to matter to them that they really don't act like friends, because they're completely totally unequivocally just really very good friends. For the most part... Cover by: @enchantedpapers

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"Tell me, who do you belong to?" Ivan stood before Jeremiah, ignoring his hands that grasped at his waist. Clinging onto his body desperately and just from holding him he got some sort of relief, but it wouldn't last. The torment of Ivan's increasing scent flooded the room just to mess with him. Like he always did. "You, I belong to you." "And who do I belong to?" "Nobody." "And what am I to you?" Jeremiah groaned in frustration because the torment was becoming unbearable. He didn't know much longer he could take of this. They've already been set in this marriage for three years, and yet Ivan still hated him. Still treated him this way... "You're...my Omega, and I'm just the Alpha. You dominate me because you're the Alpha in this relationship." Jeremiah makes clear loudly as Ivan began to smile. Shoving him onto his back, he straddled his lap. "Ivan please, I need-." "Beg for me." Ivan demands. His hand gripping Jeremiah's face, smirking at his predicament. He was the Alpha in the relationship, even if he was an Omega, not Jeremiah. And that's how it would always be. No matter what. "Do it." *** Jeremiah x Ivan Alpha-SUB x Omega-DOM

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When Grace's sexy but domineering new boss overhears her badmouthing him at work, she quickly finds herself fighting temptation in an unexpected battle of wills. *** Grace Warren is ready for love, even if love doesn't seem to be ready for her. While on yet another disappointing date, she heads to the bar to reassess, only to catch judgment from an unimpressed stranger, James Evans, who dubs her quest for love shallow and pathetic. Not one to be sidelined by negativity, Grace doesn't hesitate to give him a piece of her mind. So when her new boss arrives in town mere days later, Grace is horrified to match his devastatingly handsome face to the broody stranger from the pub. Worse, he wants her gone. But she won't be removed so easily. After firing her, James soon learns that his new office doesn't function without Grace. Forced to invite her back, James must play Grace's game in order to keep her, not knowing how much of her he wants to keep. *** "When you make those god damned sounds with your mouth...you could reduce greater men than me to their knees." "You're making me sound like some kind of temptress." "Aren't you?"

After a campus bet forces laser-focused figure skater Amara Desrosiers to fake date golden boy hockey captain Ethan Bennett, she must guard her Olympic-track focus as publicity, secrets, and undeniable chemistry threaten to derail both their seasons. *** Figure skater Amara Desrosiers starts her freshman year in Calgary laser-focused on scholarships, clean programs, and the Olympic track. No distractions, especially not hockey boys. Then a stupid campus bet pairs her with Ethan Bennett, the hockey team's golden captain, whose swagger hides a bruised family past. Soon, their snark sparks into chemistry neither wants, and a push for unity between the ice sport teams leads to a fake dating publicity plan. Between 5 a.m. practices, team after-parties, and the glare of university gossip, Amara fights to protect the dream her mother left her while Ethan tries to be more than a headline on and off the ice. When their bet turns into real stakes and their first "not-a-date" becomes very public, they'll have to choose: guard their goals-or risk them for something that looks a lot like love.

To save her father, Ceryn reveals she's the only fertile maiden in the kingdom and offers the king an heir. Being only a peasant, her audacious claims set off an unexpected chain of events. *** Ceryn's quiet life shatters when her father is sentenced to death. Desperate to save him, she sneaks into the palace and exposes a secret she planned on taking to the grave: She's the only fertile maiden in the land, capable of bearing the king's heir. With war looming, King Varkon already has enough on his plate. A calculating, level-headed ruler, he knows reckless moves could threaten his throne. Yet something about the peasant girl ignites his blood and makes him risk it all by claiming her. Their bloodlines are oil and water: a powerful king with an ancient ancestry, and a peasant with secrets that could ruin the kingdom. Their union exists only to produce an heir. Romance was never part of the bargain, yet every stolen glance and heated touch forces them to tread a razor's edge of duty and temptation. Their attraction threatens to shatter the kingdom's fragile balance. And with enemies circling and betrayal whispering through every hall, their union could either forge a new dynasty - or doom the realm forever. *** "My entire body tingles with the maddening need to pleasure and protect her. I am a king for Kryndor. But for her? I am a beast. There are no politics, bureaucracy, or rules when it comes to her. Only primal instinct."

Every half century in a small little town hidden in the woods, a beast comes out from the forest to claim his bride on the night of an eclipse. The people of call this phenomenon "the taking". This beast is said to be very dangerous. It roams door to door searching for the woman whose being calls to his animal instincts. He will kill, mutilate and destroy everything in his path until he finds his bride. In the past, the townsmen have tried to hunt the creature and kill him before they can steal one of their marriageable daughters, but the beast does not hunt alone. He has followers among the shadows to make sure his goal is accomplished. Once he finds his bride, he carries her back to the forest where she is never seen or heard from again. Celeste believes this so-called "legend" is just some scary fairytale her grandmother made up to scare her. But was she ever wrong when a pair of moonlit eyes stared straight at her through her bedroom window and entered her room. Next thing she knew, she was being carried out the house and into the woods by a half-naked man who called her his. Who would have thought? Grandma wasn't crazy after all. Young Adult novel. Paranormal/Comedy-Romance @2014