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New York City, 1943. From jazz clubs to back alleys, passion and peril collide in this slow-burn sapphic love story that simmers through every twist and turn. Nightclub singer–turned–OSS spy Kathryn Hammond has a past she can’t outrun and a mission she can’t afford to fail. But when fearless reporter Jenny Ryan becomes her assignment, sparks fly and everything starts to unravel.

It's been over thirty years since Billy last called Northern Ireland home. Back then, his secret love for schoolfriend Conor was the only shining light that kept him going during troubled times. That is, until their romance was tragically cut short when Conor disappeared without a trace. Now a phone call draws Billy back home when his mother falls into a coma. While sorting through old belongings, he stumbles upon an envelope bearing his name. Inside, he finds a mysterious note and a mixtape left by Conor - dated the very day he disappeared in 1989.

Now that Leland’s decided to give up his life as a hitman and take a walk on the mild side, we’ve been enjoying a simple life of taking down bad guys the legal way. I didn’t know he would be just as reckless as a PI, but it’s not my fault if I happen to enjoy helping him hunt down the occasional criminal. If only I could keep the house from being overrun by Leland’s gun shrine - or stop him from making our cases “more exciting” by terrorizing people into confessing. Overall, life seems perfect, right? Wrong.

Telepathic high school teacher Dorian prepares teen witches for professional casting—because going in unprepared is what killed one of his partners. But new state mandates on magical proficiency make it nearly impossible, and Dorian worries he can’t give his students the education they really need.

Wil thought she had the world ahead of her—eight years of experience in her job, her temper under control and working for her, and a manager who understood her. All Wil's fears tumble out when her best friend's stepmom becomes her new manager. No longer able to hide who she is, Wil fights to control her temper and crush on the one person she's never been able to hold back on.

The last thing on Esther Dunja's mind is falling in love. Her goal is to keep her head down and slide through the next twelve years until her son graduates. After being run out of the last school she taught at by her ex, Esther needs to make this new teaching job work. It's her last chance to retain custody. The problem is she never anticipated falling for her son's kindergarten teacher.

It was like in the movies: Their eyes met from across the room, and they fell in love. Nine years later, Chess and André are the envy of all their friends. But this is real life...and things are never what they seem. Still, waters run deep - the better to hide Chess’s ugly past. He’s worked hard to bury the troubled teen he once was and is living a life he never imagined possible. André’s love is a gift that makes him believe in second chances.

Isla Walsh is a prankster, and her favorite person to pull one over on has to be her principal, Andry Murphey. But Isla isn't all fun and games, and her sixth-grade students will attest to that. Behind every prank Isla plays hides a secret she hasn't shared since she moved to Cheyenne. She's not the happy person she seems to be. In fact, she's pretty certain everyone will leave her.

Chris Murphey is a drunk and not proud of it. Sobering up changed her life, and she's ready to make amends. But she won't fall in love again. One night is all she's willing to give, and the cute young woman who is new to town seems like she might just fit the bill. Until Chris screws that up too. Because no principal should sleep with their former student. No principal should sleep with a current parent. Will Chris ever make a right decision?

Victorian Era England. Stetson revels in being unconventional. So when society shies away from her independent nature, the bold woman creates an imaginary boss and opens her own detective agency. And her keen observational skills, convincing disguises, and Holmesian methods quickly bring in a string of tough-to-crack cases. Struggling to squeeze a personal life in around a series of hazardous investigations, Stetson worries she'll never find a woman of like-passions. But with her heart set on true love despite the risk, she carries on hunting for the perfect relationship.

EMT Matthew McCabe has seen it all—heart attacks in moving ambulances, overdoses in alleyways, even the occasional gunshot wound. But nothing prepares him for the man pulled from a wrecked car with no ID, a bullet in his side, and a story he won't tell. By the time Matthew goes looking for answers, the stranger has vanished. Until he shows up again at Matthew's door—bleeding, hunted, and very much alive.

Graham Peck had his life planned out. Serve in the Coast Guard like the rest of his family. See the world. But an innocent New Year’s kiss - with another man - leads to a vicious attack that forces him back into civilian life. A life he has no idea how to navigate. Until he hooks up with a group of deadly, battle-worn soldiers. They don’t care who he loves - as long as he stays on mission.

Robyn lost everything: her home, her family, and her freedom. Branded as an outlaw by the Sheriff, she reinvents herself by joining Little John and his band in the guise of a boy, soon becoming their leader. But she misses the woman she loves, her best friend Marian.

Andrea grinned playfully when she talked about flirting with “the sandwich shop poet” as she called him. The same kind of grin I may have had when I began to flirt with him too. She had talked a lot about this really cute guy before I met him. So, he had quite a buildup in my mind, like a trailer for a movie…I was very curious to see how handsome this person was; Jamison Chevy, the very attractive young guy who was a waiter at Alvin’s a sandwich shop on the university campus.

One afternoon, out of the blue, there was Peter with the smooth toned swimmers body...full lush lips, speaking of sensational kissing - in the literal meaning of sensational...and of kissing...How I met Peter Paterson was kind of cute...like a meet-cute in a movie script...It was at a old time Greenwich village gay piano bar known as The Duplex with a long bar and piano downstairs and a small cabaret space upstairs...One day I was there in there late afternoon, which was unusual, I don’t remember exactly why, killing time before meeting a friend probably.

One night in London something very unexpected happened: I came home to my humble third-floor British bedsit to find a golden surprise in my bed.… Prince Charming was hiding under my bedclothes to surprise me.… Simon, my six-foot-four, soon-to-be fashion model young new beau, who was even younger than me.... Lucky for me, Lord G., who brought me home from a date, didn’t insist on coming up with me…though perhaps it would have been luckier for him, he might have enjoyed the pair of us.

Landon Auberon seems like a normal black gay male. He's attractive and funny, a bit of a smartass, and is out and proud. He's got a boyfriend, a girl best friend, and a kid almost like a younger brother to him. But he's far more than he seems. A being from a magical race forced into the mortal life, his past isn't too far behind him. His king has returned to call on his service, and old foes and new team up to break up the monotony of his mortal existence. Can Landon protect everyone he loves and keep them around as what was donne in the dark comes to light?

Brandan Fielding looked like a tall, skinny schoolboy who’d escaped from a Dickens novel when I met him at the Salisbury, Leicester Square - a Ye Olde Pub in the book/theater district. A historic pub, the Salisbury isn't strictly gay, but at certain times it seems to have a high tide of thirsty gay men. I was charmed by its interior opulence of etched and polished glass and carved woodwork, and I was hoping there would be charming English men, too. Our eyes met in warm understanding of attraction. I learned his name was Brandan Fielding (very Dickens).

On my very first afternoon of moving in to live in the grand London mansion, I wasn’t expecting to be kissed.... Well, I was by my millionaire boyfriend, but certainly not by his butler! Right in the blue dressing room, Peters, the seemingly proper English butler, kissed me full on, with tongue! I returned downstairs to my love-struck millionaire Henry Alden who was waiting for me with cocktail in hand, ready to pour one for me, which I now really needed. I didn't say anything about the kiss, I had only just arrived and I certainly didn’t want to begin by causing a scene.

It was not my intention to end up in bed with a British lord, especially when he was someone else’s boyfriend. But I was only 24 and on my own in London, and…well…one thing lead to another. When a handsome, suave gay aristocrat with a family castle and a fabulous townhouse in Belgravia with lots of charm and lots of wine wants to cross the bounds of friendship and the buttons and zips of your clothes…and you are very young and blond and not as sophisticated as you think you are…you soon discover what happens in movies and books is not how things happen in real life.