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My name is Kevin Markos, former anchor for Full News Broadcasting. I say former, because an exhaustion—and frustration-fueled emotional on-air meltdown of apocalyptic proportions means my previously dignified reputation and successful career as a highly respected conservative TV news host and commentator lay in smoking, irreparable ruins. Only one person will hire me now, and it's the last person I want to work for—Democratic Senator ShaeLynn Samuels, who's determined to be the next president of the United States. My reluctance isn't because of her, but because of who's working for her.

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Dana Patterson never regretted the simplicity of her life in Alaska until she moved in with playboy Connor Sinclair. On the surface, Connor is the darkly seductive owner of Vegas’s hottest new casino. But in private, she gets to see a vulnerable side that no one else knows about—and the combination makes him a temptation she isn’t willing to resist any longer.

From birth, my life has been a series of wrong turns and dead ends. Only one person truly loved me, and I walked away from them. Now, they're unavailable. I have a dark soul. That's what I've always been told. Makes me good at my work, though. It's kept me alive, even when I haven't cared if I lived or died. Even when I welcomed death, and it still eluded me. Makes it easy not to get attached. I guess I'm lucky. Until an unexpected reversal of fortune thrusts me into an unwinnable situation. Now, I'm not so sure I want to die.

I kneel for only one man—Carter Wilson, my best friend, chief of staff, and bastard extraordinaire. It's a price I willingly pay to be owned by Her. His wife. Who is also, as of when we were sworn in this morning, my lieutenant governor. I am Owen Taylor, governor of the great state of Florida.

As chief of staff to the governor of Florida, Carter has a well-deserved rep as a bastard extraordinaire. But when he's dealing with two governors for the price of one on Christmas Eve, will the Master find himself outmatched and outmaneuvered by his wily political pets?

I never come in second—that's just how my daddy raised me. Except now, I find myself willingly choosing exactly that—being second. Publicly, I might seem to serve at the governor's pleasure, but that's nothing close to the truth. He serves me at mine. Especially the pleasure part. We both serve my husband, Carter. Or, as Owen dubbed him long ago, the bastard extraordinaire. I never knew what I was really getting into when I met Owen and Carter. Maybe it's better I didn't. Maybe I would've run away if I had.

Madison Williams moved to Sedona to be closer to her brother. Taking a marketing position at a large cattle ranch in Sedona, she expects she’ll have plenty of time to spend with her brother and his fiance, but nothing is as it seems, and everyone in town has secrets including her new employer, Deidra Harlow. When she bumps into the sexy veterinarian, sparks fly, but there’s something he’s not telling her.

The kingdom of Far Shore still resents Donnelly, its neighboring land, for forming an alliance with those filthy High Clifters and then defeating them in war. Twice! They really must pay for such an insult. And what better way to prick their pride than to steal their lovely, revered princess, mutilate her a little, and then ransom her back to them for a hefty sum. So, the king blackmails stable hand, Farrow, into accepting the mission of kidnapping Princess Nicolette and bringing her back to Far Shore to meet her gruesome fate.

Gretel, er, I mean, Gabriella Salazar finds temptation and desperation to be too great and breaks into a wicked witch’s—uh, that is—a pretentious, rich woman’s condo, only to discover she’s not the only one with a B & E fetish. The twist is that the mysterious, handsome Hansel to her Gretel who has also stolen into the same apartment is anything but brotherly, and the two strangers find themselves lip-locked before the evening is over. Now Gabby and her new, aggravating accomplice must get crafty and work together to free themselves and everyone they hold dear from a mad woman’s clutches.

I’ve lived my life giving in to my darker desires. And now I’ve found the darkest desire of all—Bianca. Let’s start out by agreeing I’m not a nice man. I’m not a good man. I’m not kind or compassionate. Hell, my dad made me kill my first guy when I was twelve. But Bianca Salerno? She’s the real deal. Sweetest girl in the world. A real beauty, too. The kind of beauty you’d take home to meet your parents. It's funny. This is the girl that gets me to stop killing.

I stole her from her life. I’ll go even further to keep her in mine. She was a job. Nothing more. Nothing less. I took her from the party. It wasn’t personal. It was a contract. Grab her, head to the safehouse, and wait for the ransom. Scarlett is so gentle, so trusting. She doesn’t know that men like me exist. Doesn’t know the brutal nature of this world. Me? I come from a world of violence. I’m a killer. I prey on nightmares and make them come true. If you cross me, I kill you.

Former spec-ops member Ezekiel Harding returned home from his time as a POW to find his family destroyed from his service. Adrift and with no real purpose for a man of his skill set, an employment opportunity at The Church, a private high-end club, gives Zeke the routine he desperately needs. He completes his shifts, waves to the bakery owner across the street as he leaves, and doesn't force himself to socialize. It may be lonely, but it's safer for everyone if he doesn't put himself out there.

Sorority mom Becca Fairfield is used to guys not taking her seriously. She’s too blond, too quirky, or Just. Too. Much. So she’s ditched dating to focus on her job and a house filled with drama and plenty of tea. Now with the holidays and a major blizzard on her doorstep, Becca has everything she needs to survive the next two weeks on her own. Hot cocoa, plenty of books . . . and the memory of a steamy kiss with a certain sexy, grumposaurus next-door neighbor to keep her warm. Only Becca’s seriously underestimated this Snowpocalypse.