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When my brother’s best friend asks me to marry him - right after we fell into bed together! - it’s not for love. And it’s certainly not because he has his eyes set on a happily ever after. Oh no. He wants me to be the future Mrs. Malone because he’s in a bind and “kind of needs a wife”. But I’ve been stupid-in-the-brain in love with the guy since I was 16. While he’s talking about a business proposal, I’m staring at a dream come true. Obviously, I should walk away from this crazy idea with my head held high, but when it comes to Jude, I’m weak. I always have been.

He’s the man with the Midas touch. Elijah Wolfe is just as ruthless and aggressive as his name suggests. Born in the harsh Nevada desert, he used his sharp wits and sharper fists to fight for survival, mining ore for terrible men. Until one day, he struck gold—literally. Despite his unimaginable wealth, his heart is empty of trust and his world is full of enemies. He’s come to England searching for a priceless treasure once stolen from him and is prepared to ruin anyone who gets in his way.

Jack Cooper’s a devoted single dad, just trying to make it through the morning without burning breakfast. His life is all about lists and rules and boundaries. (Raising three kids on his own, who can blame him?) Meanwhile, I’m a shameless free spirit looking for signs from the universe. And Jack? He's a sign. No doubt. The way his gaze skates across my face, gentle and questioning. The tired circles under his eyes and the hopeful smile quirking his lips. I can’t stop fantasizing about the guy and completely adore his kids. It's not like that should stop me from trying to help.

With the name Holliday, you’d think I’d be all about the Christmas season. Most years, I am, but this one not so much. Between my ex being a real Scrooge-in-the-backside, re-entering the workforce, wrangling my two children, and evading my eight-year-old’s questions about Santa’s existence, I’m struggling to believe in the magic myself.

When Ella Henshaw agrees to attend the annual Bite the Ice party at Laker House with her best friend, she knows it's a bad idea. Especially, since it’s a hockey party, and she swore off hockey players a long time ago. Enter Connor Morgan. Handsome. Confident. With enough persistence to wear down even the most stubborn heart, he’s determined to win over the girl he hurt in freshman year.

For Evie O’Brian, making a living stealing things from the rich and powerful has lost its shine. After a decade spent circling the globe and building her reputation as one of the best, she finds herself mere hours from everything she ran away from. But being this close to what she left behind does nothing to ease the restlessness that’s plagued her for months.

In my defense, my new migraine meds had packed quite the drowsy punch that morning. One minute I was trimming his GQ-worthy locks and the next, I'd given him a side shave that would make a Marine jealous. Fast forward through a ticked-off Dev Menon storming out of my salon, threatening legal action, and I'm thinking the day couldn't get worse. Except it does...

The night she showed up at my bar with a fake ID, I kicked her out. On her birthday, the following week, she showed up again. Except this time, she was demanding a job and willing to do whatever it took to get it. Against my better judgment, she got her way, but I'm not going to make it easy on her. Neither are the guys at my bar. I have two choices: Pretend she's mine to protect her. Or deal with the consequences when her five older, overprotective brothers find out what their little sister is up to.

The night we met, she left behind a lot more than just her shoes on my bedroom floor. She left an impression. A lasting memory burned into my brain. It teases me… tortures me. Months have passed since that night. I’ve tried a million and one ways to get her out of my head. But she’s always there. Haunting me. Stealing my sinful thoughts. Fuelling my darkest desires. I warned her to stay away. But I didn’t mean it— not really. Before I can make her mine, I’ll have to find her. With nothing more than her red heels, it’s impossible.

Like my parents years ago, gods have chosen me for a sacred mission. You’d think the daughter of an infamous motorcycle club would be able to handle it. But when Torrance Knight steps up to make the ride with me, I’m both relieved and dreading the journey.

Once upon a time, there was a princess with no notion of right and wrong, and a queen a thousand times more twisted. In the realm of Tenebris, home to the unseelie folk, curses are served for breakfast with a side of betrayal. Vlari was born a threat to Queen Morgana. She survived her wrath because she never stepped out of line. Until one night. One man. One war. Now that she's unchained, Vlari's consumed by a desire to drain the lives of all those around her. And yet her decisions shape the fate of the entire realm of the fae.

Good-bye Montana. It’s me, not you. I’m getting out. Moving on. Specifically? To Paris where the apartment I inherited is waiting for me. I’ve pretty much perfected the art of being single and nothing is going to keep me here. Especially not a gorgeous single mom of two that I have no business thinking about.

Love and loyalty collide in the aftermath of war, where Sorin consumes my every thought. Haunted by nightmares, the intensity of our connection blazes brighter than ever. In the dead of night, he visits, whispering promises of a future that weakens my resolve. The fear of losing him becomes an inferno, overshadowing all else.

Don’t sleep with the nanny. That should be a simple rule to follow, but some things are easier said than done. Especially when the nanny I hire to take care of my wild child daughter turns out to be the one I can’t forget. The woman I shared a red-hot anonymous kiss with a few weeks ago when we were trapped in an elevator? Yeah, seems she’s one and the same - sweet, sexy, irresistible Daisy.

Single dad of Seattle Mitch Benson can't move, can't blink, can't think, let alone do his job and photograph the woman on stage. Every fiber of his body wakes up when Paige McPherson starts to dance. She pours out her heart, bares her grief and pain for the world to see - the same grief and pain that has ruled his every waking moment since his wife passed and left him to raise their daughter alone. Paige is dancing his truth, and in that moment, Mitch knows his life is going to change.

Fresh out of college with a psychology degree, Molly Stillman was searching for the meaning of life by taking a summer volunteer gig building houses. The meaning in Molly’s life became apparent when her path crossed Lincoln Abbott’s. With his brand new Yale MBA in hand, Linc was Mississippi bound, ready to spend the summer rebuilding houses after a devastating hurricane. He had a plan, lots of them, actually. But after meeting Molly, he realized plans have a way of showing you who’s boss.

My father is set to become the next governor of Georgia, and he'll use me to get there if he has to. He'll hand me over to the man with the biggest bank account and political pull. I wanted something more. I wanted Levi. And I had him - until I woke up, disoriented and confused, at his mercy. He’s a bad boy, all right. A sexy, deadly assassin. And I'm the pawn torn between him and my father, two powerful men intent on destroying each other.

Overhearing a devastating moment between Caleb and my foster parents sends me into a tail spin. And on the run. I should’ve known he wouldn’t give up so easily. When he finds me, he swears he won’t let go of me again. He’s going to keep me by any means necessary, because his obsession with me runs deeper than affection ever could. But between him and my stalker, I don’t know who’s more determined. I can only hope we both survive the fall out.

Rule number one for the team owner’s daughter? Don’t date the players. Especially not hotheaded tight ends with tattoos and impulse-control problems. That’s why Dominic Walker is completely off my radar. Sort of. Babysitting the team troublemaker when he’s forced to volunteer for the foundation where I work means I can’t exactly avoid him. I wish I had though. Because once I get to know Dominic, it’s almost impossible to ignore the feelings he brings out in me. Pretty soon, I’m breaking all my rules. I just have to hope he doesn’t break my heart in the process.

Ethan went from being a perfect stranger…to my boss…to my fake husband…and then…my baby daddy. Let me backup just a little. All I asked for was a job, not one-hundred thousand dollars in exchange for being his fake wife for six months. Of course, I couldn’t resist the offer. One-hundred thousand had a nice ring to it, but heartbreak didn’t (not that I thought it would ever lead to a heartbreak, despite the way Ethan made my pulse quicken). I would go numb every time he touched me and pulled me close. But then reality would hit me right in the head.