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I'm your cookie-cutter villain . . . Or that's the role Christmas Falls has given me. I'm here to help my grandfather fulfill the crazy amount of orders his toy shop is getting. The company I work for would love to take it off his hands. And I want to see Grandpa Nicholas enjoy a few years without having to work so hard. When I arrive, not only is Gramps adamant about keeping the toy shop, but he has already hired an assistant enabler who can't stand the sight of me.

I'm the prince of the night; the fulfillment of every one of your desires; the human form of every dirty thought you've ever had. If you can afford me, of course. Luca DiMarco can afford me. The flashy socialite and the hottest face of the upper echelon, he's loaded enough that entire weekends with me are nothing more than pocket change.

I never wanted anyone this much. Especially not a guy. Aaron stumbled into my arms, and I wasn't able to let go of him since. Wounded, he needs a place to crash and a friend to help him through. He's so hurt and lost that he makes me want to be his protector against the world. But strange new feelings rise very quickly. Being around him makes me imagine things a straight guy has no business wanting. Least of all a taken, straight guy. But the longer he's with us, the more I want him all for myself.

From the author of the viral sensation Things Have Gotten Worse Since We Last Spoke comes They Were Here Before Us, a novella written in pieces, designed to be consumed as a single cohesive work. The only thing more brutal than nature is love.

Not to jinx it or anything, but the stars seem to finally be aligning for Will Cowen. After accepting a dream promotion at one of New York City's most renowned publishing houses and moving in with his oldest friend, he's ready to dive headfirst into this new chapter—that is, until he crosses paths with Graham Austin. No matter how hard he tries, he can't help but put the wrong foot forward in front of the all-business and inconveniently gorgeous heir to the publishing empire.

It's the number one rule in this beach town: don't fall for a tourist. But Jonah Lachlan isn't like any tourist I've ever met. He's not here for a good time, that much is obvious. In fact, the brooding, boy-next-door cutie is clearly hell-bent on being miserable. Though he's here with his best friend, he doesn't seem interested in hook-ups. Or fun. The guy brought a book to this beach full of gorgeous single gay men, for crying out loud. Who does that?? And as if he couldn't be any more confusing, he seems superhumanly immune to anyone who flirts with him. Myself included.

Workaholic attorney Max Robertson is one meeting away from making partner at a big NYC firm when his best friend calls and guilts him into coming back home for Christmas. But there's a reason he hasn't been back to Edgewood for a decade—too many bad memories. The plan was to go for just one night, until a wild deer and a snow bank wrecked everything. Former Army Sergeant Dominic "Nicky" Bell is the new guy on the Edgewood police force, so of course he drew the short straw and is stuck working the night shift. But his evening gets turned upside-down.

As a necromancer, Shae loses a little more of himself every time he uses his magic. Always cold, always touch-starved, the only thing that helps is human contact. But that's hard to come by when those same dark powers scare everyone away from him. Nobody likes a necromancer. Arthur's still bitter and broken after his last lover stabbed him in the back, and the last thing he needs is another brush with evil. When he agrees to escort the wandering necromancer north, he's just doing a public service. But he never expected Shae to be so clingy. Or distractingly attractive.

Waking up in the hospital with a gunshot wound to the head is bad. Finding out I have amnesia is far worse. My memory is practically wiped. I don't know why someone wants me dead. Hell, I don't even know my name. They say my name is Christian Cross. Too bad that name means nothing to me. I haven't forgotten everything, though. Grayson Laurie has always been my kryptonite, and it would take more than a bullet to the brain to forget him. He assures me that I'm imagining the distance between us, but I know better. I just don't know how to fix it.