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I'm the bossy brother . . . Controlling the world around me is the only way I feel safe. Childhood abuse has left me scarred inside and out. But control makes me feel strong. Unfortunately, I can't control everything I want—including my body's panic response to touch. It's hard to share...

I'm not one for rules, but Don't Bang Your Stepbro is kind of a no-brainer. Until I wake up naked in a Vegas hotel room with my stepbrother, Beckett, each of us with a hell of a hangover and a matching wedding ring.

I have one rule to live by: Don't Date a DILF. I've seen the consequences of blurring the boundaries between teaching life and dating life, and I'm not about to take that kind of risk.

There was a time when Ash and I were inseparable. When I moved high schools, we went from friends to rivals. I could deal with that. But when he hooked up with my ex-girlfriend? We became enemies overnight. The Ozarks is a big lake, but somehow, he's always in my way. First, at a flashy rival boat company, where we're always knockin' boats on booze cruises. Sometimes literally. Now, at the newly redeveloped Swallow Cove resort where I'm based.

Hi, my name is Fisher, and I'm hooked on my dad's rival. I've been in love with Hudson Nash for years, but he's too stubborn to admit he wants me, too. For a whole bunch of stupid reasons. Like the fact that I'm too young. (What's a twenty-year gap? Age is just a number, am I right?) And a virgin. (Which he could easily fix!) And maybe not the best choice, given he and my dad hate each other. (It's not that ba—Okay, it is that bad, but our love could totally rise above, right? It would be epic!)

After leaving my toxic boyfriend, I flee to my family vacation home in Swallow Cove. This takes me directly into the path of broody bar manager Brooks Riggins. He's large and intimidating, but with a protective streak that I didn't see coming. When my ex gives me trouble, Brooks tells him to take a hike. Not only that, he also claims to be my new man. Brooks is as straight as they come, but he's ready to step up and play the part.

I'm headed back to Riverton and the foster brothers I left behind. But this homecoming isn't going to be sweet. I left without a word to them after getting outed and disowned. The fences don't just need mending. They need rebuilding. My brothers and I had a code to always be there for one another, and I broke it. Now, I have the chance to step up and help them with their floundering business. To prove myself and make good.

Welcome to Hayworth College, full of college boys pining, the secrets of their hearts, and swoony love notes!

For years, I've lived by one simple rule: Don't mess with the ex. It was an easy rule to follow when Laurence Kensington III was on the other side of the country. Now that he's shown up out of the blue to tell me we're still married? Not so much.

I'm the wild brother. I live for the moment. For instant gratification. And Deputy Dalton Harvey will bring me a lot of gratification. He's fighting our attraction, but I see the lust in his eyes. I don't care that he's slapped cuffs on me before and probably will again. It'll just make it all the sweeter when he breaks.

Avery Kinkaid has been bowing to his father's will far too long. But when his dad supports anti-LGBTQ legislation, he's had enough. Sen. Kinkaid says things would be different if Avery had a fiancé in the wings. Well, fine: He'll just have to get one. Rory Fisher is an activist with a heart of gold and nerves of steel. He's not afraid to call Avery on his BS, and that's why Avery knows Rory is the perfect fake fiancé to help him take a stand.

What happens when I return early from a work trip to find my son throwing yet another party? Annoyance. Exasperation. Temptation . . . I'm tired, yearning for my bed, but I hadn't counted on the games my son and his friends play—or the one person who'd be waiting in my closet after everyone else is gone. The guy who's been haunting my fantasies lately. He's too beautiful. Too young. Too off-limits, being one of my son's best friends. And . . . on his knees for me. Oh god.

I didn't see it coming. The cosmic joke. The sweet, patient guy on the hookup app? The one who makes me burn with the desire to have him? Yeah, it's Parker. Our chemistry is off the charts, no matter how much I resent him. Holding a grudge against him is impossible. But when he wants to walk away from everything I lost, can I accept it? If I don't, I'll lose him too - and that can't happen. Because I don't hate Parker Reed. I think I love him.

What happens when an ill-advised party game makes it obvious I've still got my V-card? Embarrassment. A lot of embarrassment. Especially when the sexy older guy at the party who witnessed the whole thing turns out to be someone I have to see every week. Not to mention my best friend's cousin. He's not only straight, but way out of my league. It's going to be so awkward for both us. Or awesome.

I have a passion for a lot of things: wildlife biology, Godzilla, bowties.... But when it comes to people, I'm more timid. Which is why I'm stuck with a toxic ex-girlfriend who's holding my lizard hostage. I need to face her - and save my dignity. But a little backup won't hurt, right? My roommate is the perfect wingman. Rhett is assertive and charismatic. The kind of guy people respect. And when he meets my ex, he's also the kind of guy to get protective. I take comfort in his strength, even as I envy it. But when he kisses me, things get awkward.

Dr. Paul Johnston can't get a set of dark, somber eyes out of his head, and the timing couldn't be worse. The last thing he needs is to fall for a patient. Not now, when he's been put on paid leave pending review of a formal complaint...Paul is afraid to start a relationship, and Zane can only handle so much more rejection. Will these two find their perfect moment, or will they realize you can't choose when and how you fall in love? If Paul can't take a risk, he may have to choose: the career he loves or the first man to capture his heart.

I'm the Grinch who saves Christmas… Yep, you read that right. Every year, I save Christmas—and Christmas Falls—by organizing a massive festival that sustains tourism in our little town. It turns out that when Christmas is your life 24/7, the shine wears off the twinkly lights after a while. The holidays are a heck of a lot of work, and when I go home, I want peace and quiet, not fa-la-la-ing on my porch. That all changes when my sister brings me an early Christmas gift. One I didn't ask for. One that's tall, broad, and handsome...

Cash is a gorgeous, chaotic bi guy with a reputation for getting around. And me? I'm the antisocial grump, closed off and lonely. We should be like oil and water. They say opposites attract, but when you're graysexual, that equation doesn't balance out. Or does it?

What happens when drunken idiots, aka your friends, use a silly drinking game to sideswipe you and your BFF with the truth bomb that you're actually in love with each other? Truman: You impulsively kiss the best friend you've been in love with for ages . . . then wake up with a hangover—and regrets. Lyle: You freak out because you're not gay or bi, before realizing the kiss wasn't *actually* bad. Then you begin to wonder . . . should we do it again?

One night could never be enough. Because I do care. Too much. And when life sends me into an emotional tailspin, Trace steps up to support me - proving he cares too. Everything has gotten very real, very fast. But are we ready for the fallout? I can't let anyone, not even my father, come between me and Trace. I've finally found my Daddy, and I'll fight to keep him.