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I get up on the wrong side of the bed . . . every single day. They call me grumpy. A downer. Maybe even negative. But when your fiancee shatters your life into a million pieces it can take a while to heal. Enter Gwenivere. She's ethereal, hypnotic, and completely stunning. Everything that I'm not. The night she slips into the empty chair next to me during a night out with the team feels like the shutters being thrown open in a blackened room.

No man had taken a woman as his and his alone for centuries—and he hadn’t even asked. He’d just told her she was to be his bride, watched her blush at the shameful term, then fisted her hair and pulled her in for a brutal, possessive kiss the moment she opened her mouth to protest. A kiss that made clear this wasn’t up to her, and even if it were they both knew she would choose to wear his ring, share his bed, and one day bear his children. A kiss that said she was his already, and there was so much more to come as he taught her what that meant in every way.

I’m over the moon when I land my first-ever writing job on a new TV show that’s like, da bomb. So what if my old boss twisted her son’s arm to get me the job? I’m not so enthused when I have to share an office the size of a broom closet with a grumpy guy who ignores me.

I've watched over this world for millennia. Now the time has come to protect it....

I had one job and one job only. Bring down the most notorious drug lord known to man. Dead or alive, that was it. As I worked the case more and more, the lines started getting blurred. I made enemies where I wasn’t supposed to and friends in places that would get me killed. Then I met her, at a bar in Brooklyn of all places. She became the one thing in my life that was a constant, the one thing that made the dark hole I was in, as bright as could be.

I didn't realize I was hooking up with my student, but once I saw his hockey-player body, I couldn't help myself. If anyone finds out, I'll be out of a job. Unlike most college boys, he's mature in all the right ways and completely knows how to turn on a woman.

Carla’s always been a romantic. As the owner of the only flower shop in the small mountain town, she believes in true love and can, of course, quote every line in The Princess Bride. Which wouldn’t be quite so pathetic if she wasn’t 37 and still single. So single, in fact, she’s forgotten what it’s like to have a man give her a single carnation, let alone a dozen roses. Then Christian walks into Happy Petals, and she knows the fragrance of flowers has to have gone straight to her head.

After finding out that her husband was cheating on her, Ava Starling packed her things and never looked back. She always planned on coming home to run her family’s seafood restaurant, but she never expected that she’d be doing it alone. Ava was finally in a good place; healing, no longer angry, peaceful and content. At least that’s what she told herself. Until a grumpy fisherman showed up out of nowhere like an unexpected storm.

My cocky next-door neighbor is the most infuriating person in the world—so why did I just hook up with him? Although we pretty much grew up together, we've never managed to get along. I guess he's good-looking, with his baby-blue eyes, amazing hockey-player physique, and boyish smile . . . if you're into that. Which I'm totally not.

There's no backing away from the rebellion Alex started in Olympus. He cannot give in and let Olympians, otherworldlings, and humans suffer any longer, and now the siren he loves, Lula, is at his side. The problem is, Zeus is after her and wants Alex's pledge of loyalty. But Alex won't bend. When Alex does the right thing, confessing he knew Lula long before meeting her, she runs . . . straight into the enemy, Moros's, arms. The enemy who has a secret of his own. He's been creating chaos on Earth to draw out Lula. He wants her to rule Olympus. He demands she become as dangerous as he is.

Life was going well for me. I was on the right track: captain of the soccer team, grades were passing, and I had the respect of my team. Girls threw themselves at me. Then I saw her . . . Something about her drew me in. In her eyes, I could see the fight she had within herself . . . and I wanted to be there for her. Nothing else seemed to matter but the dark-haired, beautiful girl I couldn't stay away from.

As a siren, Lula Aglaope can bend anyone to her will with the smallest whisper, but she'd give up her power for one meaningful, honest conversation. She wants a normal life, like the open, true connections the humans seem to pull off with such little effort. When she meets Alexiares, God of Warding off Wars, all thoughts of normalcy fly out the window. The beautiful demigod cannot be controlled! He's frustrating, irresistible . . . and utterly off-limits.