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Snagging a date? Not a problem. But one that meets my special requirements? As the premier best-man-for hire in all of Manhattan, I promise discretion, so when I need a plus one for a couple of I dos, she needs to be A-Plus in reliability. Fortunately, I have a brilliant solution in asking my best friend's sister to go on my arm. Truly is my good friend, too, and I trust her completely.

Welcome to Happy Cat, Georgia, where the men are hot, the romance is swoon-worthy, and the animals don’t play by the rules. This box set includes four stand-alone but linked romantic comedies, as well as a bonus novella featuring a British single dad who’s head-over-heels for his nanny.

Love feel-good, laugh-out-loud romances with all the heat and heart? Get ready to fall for Bad Dog, Minnesota in this four-book collection.

Incredible true stories reveal strange new magic in American history in this wondrous first book from the creator of the award-winning podcast The Memory Palace. “One doesn’t often find the words imagination and history in the same sentence. Nate DiMeo has forever woven them together. The...

A collection of three best-selling contemporary romances from Lauren Blakely and Lili Valente, bundled up for the first time ever! In this bundle, you’ll find romances with themes including brother’s best friend and lessons in seduction, road trip and friends to lovers, and one-night stand with a rival!

Four steamy, feel-good, laugh-out-loud romantic adventures featuring swoon-worthy rock-star heroes and the fabulous ladies who love them. Also includes a brand-new holiday novella!

I fell from the Talmadge Bridge the week before I turned 30. I was given a choice: Go to Heaven or go back to my life in Savannah. Or spend eternity fighting evil under the direction of the archangels. I chose the demons - and the angels. I chose the Winged.

When Mia mysteriously disappears from her college campus, her mother Joyce fears the worst — and a warning from Mia’s ex-boyfriend reveals she may have left the country to join a cult. Joyce impulsively launches a cross-continental trip to rescue her, gradually learning more about the seductive cult leader via audio tapes her daughter left behind.

My name is Caroline "Candy" Cane, I own a country inn, date a man who runs a Christmas tree farm, and my mom's peppermint fudge wins first place at the Reindeer Corners' festival every year. Basically, I'm living every romance-loving girlie's small town dream. Until a last minute trip to New York City leads to catching my boyfriend banging a Rockette (in full elf costume). So, when I'm offered a chance to star in a hospitality-themed reality show, I jump at the chance to serve hot cocoa in roller skates on national television.

Hours of best friends-to-lovers, steamy hockey players, laugh-out-loud banter, fake girlfriends, forbidden roommates, and surprise babies… all in one bingeable box set.

I came to London to plan a Christmas gala—not to end up half-naked under a streetlamp with a gorgeous stranger. And definitely not to find out, once the photos go viral, that he’s a member of the royal family. Now I’m a tabloid punchline, my client’s panicking, and my perfectly planned holiday has gone straight to scandal. The solution? Pretend we’re dating until the cameras lose interest. Simple. And nothing Emily Darling, social-media whizz, can’t handle. Except Oliver isn’t the snotty aristocrat I expected. He’s funny, kind, unfairly sexy—and a Christmas nerd just like me.

Maxim Thorn is a ruthless Alpha, a mobster king who rules his pack with an iron fist. He’s also my only hope. As a shifter from the wrong side of the tracks who’s just been rejected by my abusive fated mate, I don’t have a lot of options in this city.

Three feel-good, panty-melting, LOL small town romances in one collection for the first time!

Note to self - do not bang your best guy friend in the limo on the way to the swanky Vegas hotel. I give myself very good advice. Too bad I suck at taking it. If only Colin and I hadn't drunk so much whiskey, if only I'd kept that red bikini in my suitcase, if only his evil ex-girlfriend hadn't come sniffing around making me feel territorial and protective. Not that my bad boy rock star best friend is any help. Walking around looking ridiculously sexy, telling me I'm perfect in that panty-melting voice of his when we both swore we’d never do anything to put our friendship at risk.

Top three reasons why sleeping with the enemy is a bad idea.... She's my fiercest rival. She's also my fiery ex. We're going up against each other in a stiff competition to win the hottest new client on the market. And yet, I'd like to be up against the wall in a stiff competition to get her to call out my name. Time to double down on my resistance to her tough-as-nails, take-no-prisoners, sexy-as-sin attitude. The same attitude I find irresistible.

When Ada Calhoun stumbled upon old cassette tapes of interviews her father, celebrated art critic Peter Schjeldahl, had conducted for his never-completed biography of poet Frank O’Hara, she set out to finish the book her father had started 40 years earlier. As a lifelong O’Hara fan who grew up amid his bohemian cohort in the East Village, Calhoun thought the project would be easy, even fun, but the deeper she dove, the more she had to face not just O’Hara’s past, but also her father’s and her own.

Looking up into Alexi Petrov’s dark eyes as I break the news, I’m scared out of my mind. This man is the most terrifying defender in the NHL, and if it weren't for my sporty new baby bump, I probably wouldn't believe we hooked up that night. (Yes, I’ve sworn off margaritas for life.) But the Alexi who goes to my doctor appointments, moves me into his guesthouse, and cooks me so many gourmet meals I look like I'm carrying twins? He isn’t scary at all.

Advice from my future self: Don’t ask your best guy friend to give you nookie lessons. Oops. Too late. I already begged my rock star BFF to give me lessons in seduction. And sweet, strong, always-has-my-back Shep already let me down easy, proving I have zero game, even with people who profess to care about me. Now, I’ll never live down my embarrassment or figure out why I’m a failure with the opposite sex. Or so I assume…until Shep changes his mind, agreeing to three weeks of red-hot study buddy time before he goes on tour and we part ways as friends.

Rule Number One: Never lose your virginity to the man who ruined your family. It’s a rule I never meant to break, but the night our paths collide, I have no idea who Weaver is. He’s just a drop-dead gorgeous man with no qualms about sleeping with a virgin. By the time I realize he’s also the man who destroyed my father, I’ve spent the hottest night of my life on his yacht. I’m ashamed of what I’ve done. I’m even more ashamed that I want to do it again.

I'm not supposed to want my ex-boyfriend's dad. But after one scorching night last summer with a sexy, older man who instinctively knew how much I wanted to be called his “good girl," I can't stop thinking about him. Of course, back then, I had no idea who Gideon was. Still, we both agreed that one night was our only night. Our lives were too complicated for anything more, no matter how much I craved it. Then our paths collide again at my ex’s fundraiser. That’s where I learn the truth about who Gideon really is.