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I didn’t know her name, but I heard her laugh, tasted her lips, and felt her warm skin as I held her in my arms. Together, we watched our young children playing in the sand, the warm ocean lapping at the shore behind them as the setting sun painted the sky. She was my soul mate, and this was our life, our beautiful forever.... Then I woke up - alone in a hospital room, connected to wires and machines. There was no wife, no kids, not a single soul waiting for me. That life I dreamt of never existed. The woman I loved, the woman I knew better than I knew myself - she wasn’t real.

Love had cut me in so many ways I wondered if my heart could take any more. But then I saw him. He was my boss. A single father. And to top it off he was insolent. I didn’t intend to want him, that wasn’t my objective. But somehow I couldn’t say no. We shouldn’t have worked, but like witchcraft, I was under his spell. My heart’s been destroyed before. I’m not sure it can handle heartbreak again.

Will Langstrom has too many responsibilities, and the last thing he needs is Olivia Finnegan, a beautiful but troubled new transfer student. Olivia is her own worst enemy, with a past she can't seem to escape, and the last person she wants help from is a cocky track coach she can never seem to please. Refusing to be pushed away, Will is determined to save her. And determined to resist an attraction that could destroy them both.

To most, Kal Anderson is a villain. Harbinger of death, keeper of souls, frequenter of nightmares. Doctor Death. Hades incarnate. They say he stole me. Usurped my fiancé and filled the cracks in my heart with empty promises. Imprinted his crimson fingerprints on my psyche and tried to set me free. They’re not wrong, per se. Except it was my choice to stay.

When Evie moves south to the same mountain town where her childhood crush plays pro hockey, she arms herself with all the reasons why she can't fall for him again. Number one: Alec is her best friend's much older brother. Number two: She's recently divorced and does not need another man in her life. At least not anytime soon. Number three: With a four-month-old daughter, she has zero time for dating. Trouble is, Evie doesn't know another soul in North Carolina, so when her rental floods before she's even moved in, her only option is to crash with Alec for a few weeks.

I protect what’s mine. The ranch, my family, our buried secrets. Nothing will stop me from reassembling the life that went terribly wrong. Not the law. Not our enemies. Not even Maybe Quinn. The gorgeous, quarrelsome journalist shouldn’t have meddled. I shouldn’t have let her stay. But she’s hiding something in those deceptive blue eyes. Something deeper than her thirst for a news story. I make a deal with her to buy time. To unravel her lies. To play with her. To satisfy my darker appetites. When she buckles beneath my belt, I’ll send her away. Unless I buckle first.

After years of choosing safe over satisfying, a weeklong Paris fling sounds perfect to Wren Heath. And who better to have it with than Mauricio Romano, a billionaire with a reputation as a first-class heartbreaker. A few days. Fun, then done. What happens on vacation stays on vacation, right? Paris was Mauricio’s playground, and love was never part of the game. Lust? Toujours. Then he meets a sweet woman who wants to be a sex kitten. He knows how to give her the wildest five days and nights of her life.

After graduation, I thought I’d be off to grad school, doing research on my favorite poet. Instead, I’m renovating my late grandmother’s home and posting about the process on Instagram. Talk about a detour… But here I am. Turning Gran’s beach house into a bed and breakfast; a process that would be a lot easier if I didn’t have to deal with the grumpy lawyer living next door. It doesn’t help that the night Jake and I met, I got a little tipsy, and he had to carry me back to my hotel.

Love and happily ever after? It's not for me. I'm much happier keeping everyone at arm's length, focusing on my government cybersecurity work. Then, I push things a little too far and hack my way into trouble. When I need to lay low and stay off the radar for a bit, what better place to do so than on Oakley Island with my sisters? With limited housing options, I reluctantly agree to stay on the yacht of the very annoying Benedict King, the billionaire who has been messing—flirting?—with me since we met. I did not agree, however, to a voyage out to sea.

Eli Hopkins has it all—almost. A hockey career with the wildly popular Appies. Teammates who are like brothers. The only thing he's missing is someone to share it all with. Oh, and correctly filed visa paperwork. Due to administrative error, Eli is about to lose everything. Unless he can find someone to marry him in the next thirty days. He might have the perfect woman in mind. The only problem? He'd like to marry her for real, not simply for legal purposes.

Eleanor Lark is an upbeat illustrator plagued by headaches and unruly strawberry blonde hair. After a grueling cross-country flight, she blacks out cold. The brooding stranger who sat next to her grumping his way through the flight catches Elle as she falls. Neither expects the sweet chaos that happens next. August Marshall is stonehearted, insanely rich, and a master of corporate cleanups with major baggage of his own. The last man alive who needs a media frenzy after his airport heroics steal headlines. But August has a plan—ask Elle to marry him so their trouble disappears.

I just found out I have an identical twin. I’d love the idea if he wasn’t an arrogant, overconfident businessman who is determined to save my farm even though I’m in no danger of losing it. When I agreed to switch lives with him, it was supposed to be for a couple of hours. I was told to lie low, meet no one, and let him deal with the oil company that was sniffing around my property. I agreed to the switch only because it was the first time since we’d met that my twin had shown interest in my life, and I hoped it would give us a better understanding of each other.

Six years ago, I asked Kaitlyn Barrett to marry me, and she said yes. Three weeks later, I left her to set right the mess that led me to her in the first place. I promised to come back, and she promised to stay. When I came back for her, two weeks later, she was gone—the only thing left to prove that she'd even been there in the first place were the signed divorce papers she left behind. Even though I wanted to go after her with every fiber of my being, I didn't because Kait had decided what she wanted, and it wasn't me.

Trust me, I'm not falling for a human porcupine. I don't do older men with baggage a mile long. Billionaires? Nope, I'm Miss Independence, thank you very much. And when a man with the emotional intelligence of a cucumber decides to boss me around? Hoo boy. Shepherd Foster and I are utterly incompatible. He still can't get over the day we met when I questioned Mr. High and Mighty's judgment. He's also holding the key—and the moolah—to my animal rescue dreams. I'm only putting up with this torture for the cute otters, I swear.

Erin Doyle can't stand manwhores, and she particularly can't stand Brendan Langstrom - the guy who avoids relationships like the plague and never sleeps with the same girl twice. She and Brendan have waged a war of mutual disdain for years, but when Brendan picks up the pieces after her world unravels, they'll be forced to admit that beneath their dislike is something else entirely - something they're not supposed to feel. Because Brendan isn't just her nemesis...he's also her fiancé's best friend.

Brendon Walker's life was altered drastically when his twin brother fell in love. Coming to grips with his new reality hasn't been an easy road, and he fears he's all but given up. Cheyenne Montgomery is familiar with the spotlight, and she's familiar with fame. What she isn't familiar with is the incredible lure of the sexy Walker brother who makes her heart beat wildly. Seeing him spiral out of control hasn't been easy. But can Cheyenne convince him that change can be a good thing?

Is there any coming back after you blow your own wedding to pieces? I braced for the fallout when I left my emotionally unavailable groom. I expected the tears, the family wrath, the drama galore. I found the perfect little cabin to hide out and heal. But I never planned for him. Archer Rory makes my bridal breakdown look tame. A gruff single dad with a genius son. A billionaire control freak who only speaks common sense. Also, the man who's now my landlord, my boss, and my protector. Whew.

I get it. We were in elementary school. Just a couple of kids on the playground. But after Nash Hendrix called me Enemy instead of Emily, his stupid nickname haunted me for years. Now our best friends are getting married, and they expect me to stand across the aisle from Nash the Ruiner without killing him? Whatever. I can survive that. It’s only for one weekend. Until it’s not. When I get roped into wedding planning at all the same places Nash is fundraising, I’m ready to blow up our truce. But the more time we spend together, the more I feel like…not murdering him.

Not everyone is destined to live happily ever after, right? I’d be fine with averagely ever after. Lower expectations mean less heartbreak. But then I meet Mac and Daisy. Single dad Mac needs a temporary nanny for his daughter, Daisy. I need a second job until my promotion kicks in. It’s the perfect arrangement…until it isn’t. Because who can resist a dad buying ballerina tights after a day spent in a hard hat? Not me, that’s for sure. Now, Mac’s green eyes and Daisy’s crooked pigtails have me dreaming about a future I can’t give them.

Braydon Walker has always shared everything with his identical twin brother Brendon - hopes, dreams, career choices, and yes, even women. Known for tag-teaming their love interests in every way imaginable, Braydon is surprised and unnerved when he finds himself wanting to keep their newest lover all to himself. Will the twins' relationship evolve to fit this new mold, or will Braydon's desire for independence tear them apart?