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Nova Porter isnt looking for love, and she certainly has no explanation for her attraction to buttoned-up, three-piece-suit-wearing investment banker Charlie Milford. Maybe its his charm? Or maybe its his determination to help her fledgling business however he can. Either way, shes distracted...

A pasture of dead trees, a hostile takeover of the Santa barn by a family of raccoons, and shipments that have mysteriously gone missing—Lovelight Farms is not the magical winter wonderland of Stella Bloom’s dreams. In an effort to save the Christmas tree farm she’s loved since she was a kid, she enters a contest with instafamous influencer Evelyn St. James. With the added publicity and the $100,000 cash prize, she might just be able to save the farm from its financial woes. There’s just one problem. 

Layla Dupree has given up on love. She’s waded through all of the fish in the sea, each one more disappointing than the last. Apparently owning the bakery at Inglewild’s most romantic destination does not help one’s love life—despite her best efforts. All she wants is a partner who gives her butterflies, not someone who ghosts her at dinner and leaves her with the check. Good thing Caleb Alvarez has the perfect solution. After saving Layla from another date gone bad, he has a simple proposition: one month of no-strings dating.

Socially awkward Joellen Bixby has a date every Saturday - with her cat, a pint of ice cream, and fantasies of the way-too-handsome Michael Maddox. She’d give anything to win over the unattainable CEO of her firm, but how can she when she blends in so well with her cubicle? The answer may be closer than she thinks. Cameron McGregor is a cocky, tattooed Scottish rugby captain who just moved in next door. He’s not Jo’s type - at all - but the notorious playboy is offering to teach the wallflower everything he knows about inspiring desire.

I’m an unremarkable Pyromancer student; there’s no chance I’m skilled enough at runetracing to graduate—let alone take part in the war against the Silithik. Yet after a surprise attack on the Fifth Academy, I’m the only Pyromancer left alive. Now I’m thrust directly into a Dragon Quintelaide, an elite fighting unit comprising one member of each battle profession.

It only takes one secret to unravel a kingdom—no matter how savage. How far would you go to protect yourself from your past? From your pain? Found nearly feral and seemingly abandoned in Russia, the agency that picked me up couldn't have known the secret I was harboring. Where I had fled from...

After a violent confrontation forces them to flee the capitol, Alyssa and her Quintmates struggle to cope with the fallout. Warrior Jaxon focuses on their path forward, while Frost Mage Arthur contemplates their place in history. Alyssa doesn't know how to feel about her decision to disobey the Archon and whether to blame herself for the events that followed. Despite his outward cavalier attitude, Ryon struggles most of all. The Shadow can't close his eyes at night without seeing the faces of those he's killed.

If you ever get married, remember my name: Max Henderson. In my line of work, you acquire a certain perspective on supposedly everlasting unions. But some guys are willing to take a chance. Like my brother, who thinks he’s going to ride off into the sunset with the woman of his dreams in a haze of glitter on unicorns. And the wedding planner - the green-eyed beauty who makes a living convincing suckers to shell out thousands of dollars on centerpieces - is raking it in on this matrimonial monstrosity. As the best man, I know her game - and I can play it better than her.

Ever since I was a little girl, I've taken care of everyone around me, including my self-centered older sister, Anna. When her poor choices make us targets of the Devil's Rejects Motorcycle Club, I grab her, and we run like hell. A new city, a new job, a new life. It's almost perfect - and then I meet Ryker. He's gorgeous, rugged, and too cocky for his own damned good. But he's a biker - exactly the type of man I've been running from. I have no business getting involved with a man like him. Too bad I can't get him out of my head.

One incredible weekend in Maine, and Beckett Porter is officially a distracted man. He’s not unfamiliar with hot and heavy flings. He knows how it goes. But Evie wove some sort of magic over him during their tumble in the sheets. He can’t stop thinking about her laugh, her hand pressed flat against his chest, her smiling mouth. So when she suddenly appears on his farm as part of a social media contest, he is confused. He had no idea that the sweet and sexy woman he met at a bar is actually a global phenomenon: social media influencer Evelyn St. James. 

Velvet 'Scarlett' Morclair. Owner of one of the few remaining Omega Safe Havens in the country. Fierce advocate. Untouchable matriarch. Omega… or so they still whisper, though the world insists I'm too old to matter. For years, I've kept the spotlight on others, hiding my own desires behind walls of power and purpose. My Haven has sheltered hundreds of Omegas—runaways, survivors, rebels—but protection comes at a cost. And when the government threatens to shut us down, when anonymous letters promise ruin, I'm forced to admit one truth: I can't fight this battle alone.

Aubrey Gates is the hottest divorce lawyer in Chicago, a barb-tongued stiletto with legs that go on for miles. When her cool gray eyes meet mine across the battlefield, I want her like I’ve never wanted anyone or anything. Then I remember who she is: the woman who brought me to my knees, the woman who destroyed my faith in relationships, the woman I used to call...wife. And now she needs a favor from me, Grant Lincoln. 

I’m the kind of guy who believes that everyone deserves the best legal representation money can buy - which just so happens to be me, Lucas Wright. Give me your henpecked, your cuckolded, your irreconcilable differences yearning to break free! And if you’re the bad guy in your marriage, that’s cool, too. Your green is as good as anyone’s. Tell that to Trinity Jones. It’s my job to destroy her sister - the soon-to-be ex-wife of my a-hole of a client - and Trinity’s “big sis” instincts are dialed up to the max. I admire that. I admire her.

She’s the maddening, ridiculously cute trespasser who sneaks onto my property to play with my rocks. He’s the grumpy, unbelievably handsome rancher who has the best rocks to study in the area. After months of resisting the urge, I finally haul her over my shoulder to escort her off my land. After months of being clueless, I finally notice that his land isn’t the only thing hard around me. She’s so damn responsive. He’s so brawny and burly. The next time she sneaks in, I’m ready for her. The next time I sneak in, he shocks the heck out of me.

Nicole is, without a doubt, the oddest creature I've ever met. As far as therapists go, she's pretty damn good‚ even if her methods are out there. She's been using my gym for years, but lately I've been having a tough time getting her out of my head. The last thing I need is to fall for this sexy little smarty. So, when the persuasive woman talks me into an entertaining challenge, I know I should just walk away, but I don't. 

The woman's killing me. I'm not the kind of man who would normally consider blurring the lines between landlord and tenant or boss and employee, but Summer is a walking temptation. Neurotic and obsessive when it comes to work, sure, but a damn cute temptation nevertheless. She's been a good tenant and an even better worker. Plus she doesn't simper or throw herself at me like a lot of women who find out my net worth. I've grown fond of her, but if she drags me out of bed in the middle of the night to talk about work one more time.

The first time I meet Joe Channing, he’s dressed head-to-toe in black, lurking around my grandmother's house. Up to no good? All signs point to yes. Dangerous? Obviously. Just look at him. Sexy as hell? With those blue eyes and that wicked smile - I mean, he isn’t not good-looking.... The second time I see him, he’s trying to kill my grandmother - at least it looks that way at first. Maybe I misjudged the situation? But that doesn’t mean I misjudged him. 

Franky When confronted with the cold, hard facts of her diminishing chances to be a mom, what’s a woman of science to do? Make a spreadsheet of eligible donors, of course. Finding a man for life is not in the cards, but one for this singular purpose? I can do that. As the daughter of a Chicago...

A small-town series where three siblings struggle to live up to the reputation of their respected police chief father, and uncover family secrets and find love along the way.

As a former Navy SEAL, I’m no stranger to rescue missions. I’m usually prepared for anything that could go wrong. But I was not ready for her. When Carmen Angelo crashed into my mission, literally jumping into my arms, clinging to me as I dangled beneath a helicopter, I couldn’t let her fall. She didn’t. But I did. Boy, did I fall hard.