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You know that instinct to run when something bad is coming? Yeah. I apparently missed out on that one. Because when Damon Rose came, instead of running, I got pregnant.

My teammates can't know how much she tempts me. Her brother certainly can't know the things I'm imagining doing to her. We'll both keep pretending we're just having fun, even when she winds up sharing my bed in secret. We both agree it's harmless. Just casual. But when her old life comes calling, will I keep pretending, or will I put it all on the line?

When my cheating ex destroyed my life, I did what any reasonable woman would do—I dove headfirst into a petty revenge scheme. After all, I've always been more of a 'go down swinging' kind of girl. My brilliant plan? Deliver hate notes to my ex's biggest business rival until he's so fed up he hires me just to make it stop.

Seven years ago, my best friends and I made a promise: No matter what, we would never date one of the King brothers. Even if they grew up to become megafamous, gorgeous, heart-stopping billionaires. Even if they crawled on their knees and begged for forgiveness. But guess who just flew back into our lives in a private jet? And guess who just showed up to my job on my first day? Richard. King. Fortunately, it takes two seconds for Richard to reveal he hasn’t changed. Conceited. Cocky. Rude. Unfortunately, he’s also the kind of gorgeous that’s borderline offensive.

'[A] bright, beautiful, and absolutely addictive read.' NetGalley reviewer ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ No one said fake dating was going to be easy… Two weeks ago, Lexi O’Reilly had her perfect job. Today, she’s being fired for seeing something she shouldn’t have. With a social media scandal waiting...

In this sweet, low-spice rom-com, an eternally sunshiny woman attempts to pull a hardened grump out of the shadows and find love again within a fun musical theater backdrop. The world could do with a little more kindness and positivity and random acts of singing, don't you think? Dear Reader, My...

Divorced and on a deadline, bestselling novelist Bea Pinkerton has a serious case of writer's block. With her agent breathing down her neck, Bea will do ANYTHING to avoid writing another word. So an invite to a reunion with her old school friends at a beautiful chateau in France is Bea’s perfect chance to escape. Surely here, relaxing with old friends and drinking cold fizz, Bea will find inspiration? But as soon as Bea arrives, she realises this is not going to be the peaceful getaway she anticipated.

I can explain the want ads for saucy male companionship I'm posting. I can even explain pretending to date the city's most notorious playboy. They say revenge is a dish best-served cold, but mine is going to be spicy, sizzling, and hilariously humiliating. My ex, Vaughn, cheated, stole from me, and worse. I refused to be the lovable, heartbroken heroine who hides under a pile of tissues and ice cream pints. Oh no, not me.

After Cade King cost me everything, I vowed I’d never fall for him again - even if he became rich and megafamous. Go figure. Now Cade is back with his billion-dollar company...and his ability to radiate attraction like a tempting Wi-Fi hotspot. Not to mention his tendency to have worse impulse control than a chimpanzee. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it a little when I arrested him for disorderly conduct. Unfortunately, I think Cade liked it a little too. So when he asks for my help, I know exactly what I should say. But something’s fried the circuits in my brain.

I don't do casual hookups, so I have no idea what to expect when I meet not one, but three hot guys who are into me. I'm an introverted, failing-book-shop-owning, romance-writer wanna be. But after my dating disaster at a hockey game all caught on the jumbotron I somehow have the attention of three men. Nathan Armstrong is the hot, older, sophisticated billionaire owner of the team.

She has a thing against men in uniform. In her experience, they play hard, lie harder. He has a thing for feisty brunette women with a backbone and a smart mouth. She’s fiercely independent and wants better for herself. He loves helping people so much it’s literally his job.Worst case scenario, they crash and burn. Lucky for Renee, Marco has a hose, he knows how to use it, and he happens to love putting out all kinds of fires; real or otherwise.

Seven years ago, I swore I'd never date Nick King. Ever. Now I'm supposed to work under him - and no, despite the way he glares like he wants to strip me bare, I mean he'll be my boss. But what better way to prove I'm really over him, right? I was a nerdy overachiever in high school, and Nick was my hopeless crush. I even laminated a note he passed to me; granted, I had a thing for laminators, but that's beside the point. Now, my only shot at getting my life back on track is to crawl to him on my knees and pray I nail the interview.

The wedding was going to be a fake. The only catch was nobody could know. Not even my wedding planner. Now the wedding planner thinks I’m the world’s biggest bastard. She thinks I’m in love with the woman I’m supposed to marry. She thinks a lot of things, but she doesn’t know the truth. She’s got no idea she’s going to fall for me by the time this thing is over.

After being married for almost fifteen years, I never expected my husband to ask for an open marriage so we can "explore" and "find happiness." I also never expected my hot older neighbor to be the one who dries my tears. He is every good girl's bad boy fantasy come to life. Well over six feet and covered in ink, he's got a gruff voice and attitude to match, but while he's been known to be a bear to other people, he's only ever a cub with me.

Lisa McCormick has every tournament timed to the minute, every bracket color-coded, and zero patience for chaos. When the casino’s flagship event falters, management parachutes in its most unpredictable variable: Caleb, a gorgeous, reckless gambler whose “go with your gut” style gives Lisa hives. Babysitting him was not in her rescue plan. But the numbers don’t lie—and Lisa’s models start flagging a pattern that smells like sabotage. To save the tournament (and their jobs), the rule-book queen and the risk-taking rogue strike a truce: her precision plus his people-reading instincts.

So falling in love with three hot guys all at the same time is a lot of fun. Obviously. Moving in together with all of them? That’s even better. Hot sex every night, with three men who worship the ground you walk on. Trust me, that’s amazing. I’d-probably-give-up-cookies-for-this amazing. And best of all…my men would never make me give up cookies. But that’s also a lot of personality under one roof. A cocky hockey star, a bossy billionaire, and a doctor who gives off big daddy energy do not all want the same things at the same time.

Tori Fields isn't the adventurous type. As a lifestyle journalist, she prefers reporting from behind her laptop rather than getting tangled up in the chaos of city life. But when she's tasked with reviewing L.A.'s most famous bungalows for an edgy magazine feature, Tori finds herself on a whirlwind road trip with the last person she expects—Jamie Rivera, a rugged surfer with a knack for challenging her comfort zone. From vintage hideaways in Venice Beach to glittering retreats in Hollywood, Tori and Jamie navigate a hilarious string of mishaps, chance encounters, and sizzling chemistry.

Divorced single mom Dee has never much believed in fate until now, but something about the charming and adorably awkward flirt, Rhodes, has her intrigued and wanting to know more. Widowed dad Rhodes has no idea who he’s about to meet on the blind date his son set up but can’t stop thinking about the food vlogger he’s been crushing on like a hormonal teenager.

When the tiny red-headed maid of honor blushes every time we make eye contact, I have to wonder—after making sure she's not looking at the guy behind me—does the big guy, the funny friend, the guy with a great personality actually have a chance? Do I even have the courage to take that chance? When our hotel room keys get swapped and she lets herself into my room, fate might just make that decision for me.

After two years of culinary grind, I was about to land my dream job. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could dampen my spirits. Or so I thought... until fate decided to hit me with a dirty little plot twist. My cozy, one-bedroom cabin rental is double-booked. With whom, you ask? None other than my ex, the NHL star with a knack for making headlines from his off-field conquests since we called it quits.