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Veronica “Vero” Mercer grew up with grifters for parents, and she knows her way around a con. When grad school bills pile up and her friends are in trouble, she turns her art history skills into a forgery side hustle. It’s supposed to be a short term deal, but her work draws the attention of Dr. Viktor Ashworth, a reserved, very British professor. Instead of turning her in, Ashworth kidnaps her—politely—and makes an unusual offer: forge a mysterious ancient manuscript for him.

I thrive on order. Precision. Control. Organising Hart Law's staff event this year is a disruption I do not need. Especially if it means working closely with Sapphire Feelgood. Event organiser and sunshine in human form. She's bright, bubbly, and allergic to the word no. We clash instantly—her enthusiasm grates, her ideas overwhelm, and her smile… distracts far more than it should. I don't do chaos. Or temptation. But Sapphire is both and she knows just how to push my polished buttons and dismantle my boundaries… Eli Hart may be beautiful, but he's also the grumpiest man I've ever met.

Alistair Oliphant has devoted his entire life to his clan's well-being. As one of the laird's bastard sons, he's determined to prove his worth by managing the Oliphants' correspondence, alliances, land stewardship, trading schedules, and about a million other—boring—aspects of keeping a busy Highland clan going. When his father declares whichever of his sons marries and produces a son first will become the next laird, Alistair figures his destiny has finally arrived. The only problem is...he just doesn't have the time to find a wife.

Kiergan Oliphant considers himself the only sane one in his family; what other explanation could there be for why all five of his brothers have fallen in love and gotten married, just because their father made a stupid ultimatum? Sure, the laird declared whichever son married and produced a son first would become his heir, but is that really any reason for a man to give up his freedom? Because if there's one thing Kiergan likes, it's his freedom. And women. And those little berry tart things the cook makes. And the freedom to do things with women. Aye, four things he likes.

Malcolm Oliphant is, beyond a doubt, the brains of the family. Since his father, the laird, announced whichever brother could marry and produce a son first would become the heir, Malcolm's brothers have been running around, falling in love willy-nilly, without using their brains at all. But not Malcolm, oh no. He plans to do this intelligently.

Rocque Oliphant has simple wants: a fine sword at his hip, a good meal in his belly, and a lusty wench by his side. His position as the Oliphant Commander, leader of men, ensures the first, and his long-term affair with Merewyn, the clan healer, ensures the second and third. She brings him joy - and pleasure - in a way he once only dreamed of!

Duncan Oliphant's father has insisted he - and all of his brothers - marry and start producing grandsons...like, yesterday. And Dunc is having none of it. All he wants in life is a small cottage behind his forge and enough gold and silver to craft valuable delicate jewelry.

Max Hart is the last man on earth I’d ever want. We’re usually fighting it out on opposing sides of the courtroom, not diving headfirst into an illicit affair. I didn’t realize it was him when I let my inhibitions drop. Dating in the dark was meant to be anonymous, a thrill, and a way to escape my life for one night. But I didn’t expect to be drawn to the devil. Just one taste of Max Hart, and I’m in trouble. Because Max isn’t just my rival; he’s the one person who can destroy everything I’ve been hiding, yet I can’t seem to stay away.

After finishing his studies to become a doctor, Graham followed the woman he loved to Oliphant Castle and discovered—among other things—that he was not the fatherless, family-less bastard he'd always assumed. Well, he was still a bastard, but now he was an Oliphant bastard; he had father who loved him, and six brothers who cared as fiercely as they fought. He'd found a home. And he might've been happy, had Davina MacKinnon been allowed to share it with him. But her grandfather has never seen him as good enough for her.

Do you know that feeling when life is moving along without incident, but in your gut you sense something is coming? Yeah...me too. That something turned out to be property I inherited from my estranged father. One small problem: My father lived in New York City, while I live in California. Oh, another thing...my dad thought it’d be a good idea to split the building he owned in SoHo between me and his tenant, the undeniably maddening Brad Navarro.

Some think that every romance author leads a hearts-and-rainbows existence. But in my case, they’re wrong. Sure, I’ve had my share of relationships...and heartbreak. But who needs the hassle? I prefer to leave love and emotions for my books, because that way I won’t get hurt. And my beliefs provide a stress-free and fun personal life.

Laird Oliphant's sons have no choice but to get married. Without an heir, the laird has gathered his sons - his six illegitimate sons, all born in the same year - and declared whoever presents him with a grandson first will become the next Highland Laird.

For better or for worse. When I said those words in front of the pastor, I meant them. But that was before everything changed. Before it became clear that my wife would be better off without me. I had no choice but to sabotage us, and that was exactly what I did. Even though I pushed Paige to leave, it still hurt like hell, watching her do it. I’d never love another woman for as long as I lived. She was it for me. I guess those are the sacrifices we make for the people we love. And if I couldn’t make her dreams come true, I had no right to keep her. Not completely anyway.

Malachy Bane is running out of time—and chances. Demons stalk the shadows. The Mage Tribunal wants his head. And Cora, the woman who once held his heart, is slipping through his fingers. Now the Realmwalker has returned from death, dragging long-buried secrets and a reckoning soaked in blood and betrayal.

I've come to seek the truth. To put the law firm on trial for representing the man which tore my world apart. Hart Law must answer for their actions. I had it all planned out. I would take a job in their records department, access the relevant files to expose their cover up, and then blow them up in the press. That was until I laid eyes on Nathan Hart. Head of the firm, undeniably sexy and impenetrable. I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn’t resist just one night with the enemy. But that's when it all went wrong.

He's a beast. A killer. A dark shadow with blood on his hands and violence in his veins. He's the monster that comes at midnight. The one I watch from my bedroom window, holding my breath, wondering if he has finally come for me. It's only a matter of time before he takes me. His ballerina girl. It's a promise he made the first time he caught me staring at him. ‘You will be mine.' It's impossible not to fear him. My bones tremble every time I hear his name. Granite. President of the American Street Kings MC.

Sorcha has spent her life helping raise her many siblings but now finally has the chance to seek her own adventures. At least, she did, before she was snatched from her horse and peddled by slavers. Taken far from home, she's brought to the worst place imaginable—the craggy western mountains infested with brutal, brutish orcs. All humans know to fear them and stay away, and now she's been sold to the cruelest clan chief of them all. But the first orc she meets is nothing like the stories. He's gentle. He frees her.

For three years, Penelope ruled her fishing boat and restaurant with an iron will and a sharp tongue, keeping her five-man crew firmly in line—and at a distance. She's ignored the heat simmering between them, burying her desires under long hours and a no-nonsense attitude. But when a devastating fire reduces her restaurant to ash and leaves her crew without a roof over their heads, everything changes.

Four years after losing her husband in the line of duty, ER nurse Lily Finnigan has one goal: raise her daughter and keep her heart safely locked away. Romance—even a simple fling—isn’t on the agenda. Until Josh Collins walks into her emergency room. Gorgeous, charming, and infuriatingly kind, he is everything Lily doesn’t want—but can’t seem to stay away from. When her apartment floods, her new helpful neighbor turns out to be the sexy firefighter she’s been dreaming of. Now he’s everywhere—offering help, stealing smiles, and slowly breaking down her walls.

Most days, I steal from ships to earn a living. Not glamorous, admittedly, but it's honest work. Okay, fine. It isn't honest either, but it means I get to eat. Until one night, a sinfully sexy angel strides into my favorite dance hall and compels me to work for him. It isn't just work, though. He wants me to be his wife in Castle Hades. Apparently, his prophetic dreams say I'll help him become king.