Summer Madison is the opposite of everything Maxwell Sutton finds attractive in a woman. And yet, here he is, fighting powerful feelings for the new personal assistant his brother hired while he was out of town. Everything about her is wrong, yet his thoughts are consumed with nothing but her. Determined to do anything he can to stay away from her, Maxwell develops a no fraternization clause to the company policy. But rules and logic only last for so long.

She's falling for her own husband, despite her best efforts to stop it! Jennifer is done with love. It's made her do stupid ass things. Enter Bruce—the fine billionaire white boy who makes Jennifer realize that not believing in love doesn't mean you gotta give up on marriage . . . He needs a wife for business. She needs a husband to open doors. Neither wants a romance. Except their partnership turns out a little too successful.

I was left a swanky NYC apartment, courtesy of a will I didn't know I was in—but it comes with a caveat. I have to marry an incredibly rude—and fine—stranger. My first reaction is a clear, "I don't." My finances don't let me get that far. And Josh needs this fake marriage to get custody of his late friend's son. Is it enough to make me put up with the most abrasive but handsome white boy I've ever met?

Hiking, cold weather, and cabins in the woods are not my thing. But when my two best friends beg me to join them for a trip to the mountains, I cave. "It'll be fun," they said. "You need to get out more," they said. Everything was fine until I realized it's all a setup. A weekend-long blind date orchestrated with the help of their boyfriends. To say I'm annoyed is an understatement. But then he shows up, looking like a lot more than a tall glass of milk.

As an elite matchmaker with a type-A personality, my life is a series of perfectly executed plans, just like the fairy-tale love stories I craft for my clients. By day, it’s all about precision and success for them. But by night? I curl up in bed reading smutty, dark billionaire romance novels. It’s my little secret. Then the unexpected happened—I met Will Huntley. I was expecting the usual matchmaking request over coffee, but Will, the charming billionaire playboy, had a different plan. Specifically, he wanted me to pretend to be his wife for a week.

When Brooke, a travel photographer, receives an assignment to photograph restorations at Dubhfhionn Castle in Scotland, she jumps at the chance. Grumpy Laird Cadaen MacKenzie isn’t what she expected from her host. He’s older and more sophisticated, and he’s recovering from deep grief over the loss of his wife five years ago.

A historic Upstate New York snowstorm traps Michelle's high school bully, star quarterback Duke Callahan at her house. She can't bear to look at him after what he did to her. He's cruel, remorseless and an utter sociopath...Michelle wants nothing to do with his confession of love, even from the chiseled, popular and effortlessly charming Duke.

He's the troublemaking, foul-mouth hockey goalie who always gets what he wants. She's the shy, anxiety-filled, dog lover who just so happens to be the key to him playing this season. Add in striking a win-win deal that includes a fake relationship and these two college students have one complicated year ahead of them.

You've been his for years, and I respected it. Maintained my distance. Kept my silence. My secret. Until that night you came to me, disillusioned, angry and hurt. God help us both, but I crossed my carefully drawn line before you left, disappeared. Now, you're back, and my need for you is a beast that hasn't been fed and has grown hungrier in the years since I've seen you. I remind myself we can't be more than friends, that you're off-limits to me. But it doesn't stop me from secretly craving what can never be mine.

Parker was the last thing I expected when I packed my bags and moved to small-town Texas after learning my then-ex cheated two months before our wedding. All I knew is that I wanted to be far away. With my savings and a broken heart, I purchased a fixer-upper and took the next plane to a place where only one person knew my name. It was supposed to be my perfect opportunity to start over and scrub the male species from my mind. And it would have worked had Parker not smiled at me from the other end of the bar with eyes so blue they'd make a nun swoon.

Returning to my small hometown after I crashed and burned in the city is bad enough. Having my lifelong rival, Wes Stryker, rub it in my face doesn't make it easier. Even worse, I'm hired to help him pull his family's distillery out of a rough patch. Oh, and I'm forced to be his roommate. That means dealing with his annoying flirting and one-upping all day, every day. He's unbearably cocky, and his dimpled smile charms everyone with a pulse—except for me.

Draven Harvey came home to Ironhaven, South Dakota, to settle down. The retired Marine was done with serving his country and just wanted a peaceful life working his father’s ranch. The Silver Creek Ranch was for men like him–broken and needing help finding their place in society. After his time in the military, he wants to be left alone. Ranching was to be his life. Cashea Moss took notice of the grumpy town hero who came to the bar where she sang every weekend. She was new to town, but she’d heard plenty about Draven.

I’m not truly one of the devout, bonneted brides who traveled to my sister’s wedding in Scotland hoping to find a pious mate in her adopted kingdom pack. Honestly, I only signed up for the free plane ticket and a place to lay low until I could sneak off and start the academic life I’ve been secretly planning for years.

Burned by her ex-husband and a messy divorce, Jeannie Dubois isn't looking for anything more than a good friend. Besides, she's still dealing with the ex who can't seem to let her go. Insert NBA coach Aiden Walsh. Sure, he wants so much more than friendship with the beautiful woman he met at a wedding, but he's sure he can play the part, and he's good at biding his time. So, for now, he'll fill any role she wants. But when these two friends become lovers, things quickly turn complicated. Jeannie finds out Aiden is so much more than just Manhattan's favorite coach.

My name is Sia Reynolds. I’m a girl with an unsettling past, and the outlook of my future seems even bleaker. I need a job to get my life back on track so when my best friend (and only friend) Lettie suggests I work for her more than abrasive father I have little choice but to take her up on the offer. I had no idea that meant committing to a life of secrecy bathed in blood…

The assignment is simple. Don't let the client die. Don't let her get kidnapped. Don't sleep with her. It's the last part that unexpectedly complicates things for me after I'm introduced to the most beautiful and brilliant woman I could've ever envisioned. And it only gets worse when we have to stash ourselves away in a small town where our calculated cover is to be a recently engaged couple. My new mission is now significantly harder. After all, my job isn't to love my boss' sister. It's to stop an unidentified threat from taking her - or die trying.

I was raised to be a ruler of two worlds. One with a pen. One with a knife. Be the king of the concrete jungle at all costs. I should've simply taken a queen, not courted one. I should've forced her submission, not earned it. I should've let respect be enough, not fall in love. Someone has made a grave mistake in coming for my company. For my throne. For my Mia Bella. And for that, they will not only meet the man I was raised to become, but the one I am now, for the only woman I will ever bow to.

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas . . . That's true unless your new husband—who is much younger than you by the way—doesn't actually want a divorce when you both sober up. Or, of course, if you get pregnant—the last thing you need right after becoming the new GM to a failing pro hockey team.

Aleatory. As in ey-lee-uh-tawr-ee. As in an adjective. As in a synonym for unpredictable. As in the only word to describe making the mistake of falling for someone, who is not only 10 years younger than you, but your best friend's son....

Lev Zarkov is a real-life monster. No, correction, he's actually the devil. Except, when I first meet him, he's simply the mysterious, handsome man traveling next to me on a first-class flight to New York. And after being dumped at the altar by my loser fiancé who vanished into thin air the morning of our wedding, when things get flirty between me and the mysterious stranger, I think, why not? Surely, I deserve one night to forget. I mean, where's the harm in a little indulgence, right?