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Lonely physiotherapist Harry Foster has the world at his feet. A full client list, a six-figure Instagram following, and a publishing deal for a book he doesn't have time to write until his agent offers him a break - a retreat to the wild southwest coast. Cornish horseman Joe Carter is lonely too. Rescuing horses and managing Whisper Farm takes up most of his days, and by night he plays chicken with the farm's perilous bank accounts.

I met a dude in a bar once. Tall and strong, he had moon-blue eyes and tawny hair, and he moved with the grace of a lion. It didn't pan out, but that's a theme in my life, and I've spent the last five years knowing that kind stranger dodged a bullet. Divorced and miserable, I'm not exactly a catch. But the thing is, that man . . . he's not a stranger anymore. And he's as beautiful as I remember. Everything you want in a fake boyfriend, right?

Dominic Ramos is a Premiership football player with a secret. There are no trophies for being gay in his game. Locked into his rep as the meanest defender on the pitch, keeping his secret is soul-crushing, but love has no place in his sport, even if his soft heart craves it. Lucky Coleman is on his knees when he meets a man with more money than sense. It's a Grindr hook-up for cash, not a love match, but dreaming of his desperate, kind eyes earns a place amongst his numerous bad habits.

I'd never told anyone. Not the judge, the jury, or the legal aid barrister who'd written me off before she'd ever met me. But as I drowned in Mateo's affection, in a love I'd done nothing to deserve, the words came tumbling out. Bad words. Dark words. Darker than sin. Darker, even, than Mateo's battered soul and the secrets I didn't know about yet. I thought those words would shatter me. Shatter us. But when the devil came for us, it wasn't mine.

I'm not the obvious choice to run Burlington's coolest wine bar - quiet, brooding, clueless about tannin content, and always one wrong turn away from another downward spiral. But no one seems to mind that I'm a wreck. Besides me. I just focus on getting through each shift until the night a beautiful stranger appears, looking as lost and damaged as I feel.

Flight paramedic Rhys Foster is hooked on adrenaline. By day it's blood and guts, by night it's the thrill of the club. With a different face in his bed most nights, he doesn't have time to be lonely...right? Entertainer Jevon Campbell is a play therapist like no other - dancer, magician, acrobat, he brings it all to his global mission to help children in need laugh again. He's on a rare home visit when he encounters enigmatic Rhys in a London bar. Their connection is instant. He has no idea how mesmerizing he is - how beautiful - and Rhys resolves to show him.

When unrequited love leaves Dylan Hart sleepless and nursing his wounds, instinct draws him to the one place he's found mindless respite in the past - Lovato's. It's a place for every fantasy, where a night of insane NSA sex brings relief. It should be a perfect escape, and for one magical night it seems that way, but then worlds collide, and reality bites when Dylan's hookup desperately needs a friend.

Isha has spent the last year watching his BFF get his happily-ever-after. He's proud of Dom, but...it hurts to see him so free while Isha's love life is still on lockdown. Only Isha's ex-wife knows the secret that he's kept caged for so long - that he's queer too, and he's lonely. Jude's too chained to his work to notice what he's missing by being terminally single, but a new face in the village soon catches his attention. City boy Isha is gorgeous, and when he starts to haunt Jude's reptile shop as well as the hook-up app on his phone, he's a welcome distraction....

Cash is a car mechanic with a secret. Head down, sleeves up, he hides from the past as much as his shattered heart, until a reluctant stumble into a Tottenham bar ends in the one-night stand of his dreams. Hunt saboteur Rae can't believe his luck when he wakes up the next morning. Cash is gorgeous, and the hottest hookup he's ever had. He doesn't expect to see him again, until a twist of fate lands him on Cash's doorstep a few months later.

Expect: His brother's best friend. His best friend's little brother. The soft-hearted bear and the rowdy chaos gremlin. The inevitable only happens when you let it. "Riv, if you ever let me speak, you'd know exactly how I feel." I've told him that a thousand times, but River's stubborn streak is a mile wide. He doesn't want to hear it. To him, we're doomed. Cursed. Forbidden. Because he thinks I love a goddamn motorcycle club more than him.

The missing moments you've longed for from the beloved Rebel Kings MC series, all wrapped up in a gorgeous new collection. Deleted scenes, outtakes, prequels, and character extensions for your favorite Rebel Kings boys!

Opposites attract. The outlaw biker and the accountant. Straightlaced vs straight to hell. Or heaven, depending on how you look at it. And you can look at it any way you like, doesn't mean it's true. Either way, falling for snarky Alexei Ivanov is the lightbulb moment I've been waiting for my whole damn life. Or at least since my head got turned by someone else. A man I call brother, but he's so much more than that.

Can loving someone kill you? I feel like the world is ending every time I look at them. Cam. My brother. My president. He's the love of my life. And then there's Alexei. I didn't know I could feel this way about one person, let alone two. But I think of him in every breath I breathe for Cam. Every thundering beat of my heart. Because there is no Cam without him. There is no me. My life wasn't worth living until I found something worth dying for. And I'd die for them a thousand times.

Life doesn’t always pan out as you expect. When it explodes in my face, literally, an old friend offers me a place to heal and a job renovating the kitchen of Burlington’s coolest wine bar. V&V is a chill fest. Living above it should be a blast. But I’m not built to be a social butterfly. Not anymore. I’m a damaged man. And I’m not its target clientele. At least, I think I’m not until I come face-to-face with the most beautiful human I’ve ever seen.