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I'm Vicky, the dog whisperer. (Not really, but that's what my elderly neighbor says whenever I walk her dog, Smuckers.) When she dies, she surprises everybody by leaving a corporation worth billions to Smuckers...and she leaves Smuckers to me. Suddenly, I go from running my Etsy store to sitting in an elegant Wall Street boardroom with Smuckers in my lap. And my neighbor's son, Henry Locke, aka New York's most eligible bachelor, glaring across the table at me. Rumor has it Henry's a business genius who's as talented in the bedroom as he is in the boardroom.

Travis White has hit rock bottom. His chart-topping band fell apart, and he needs everyone to forget about the lawsuits, the fistfights, and that one wrecked hotel room. As pop music’s tattooed, scandalous bad boy, he needs a brand new career and a new girlfriend—one that will help his image.

No promises. No expectations. No names. That’s what Emmett Stone agreed to with the woman who caught his eye two months ago. After years of drama following the end of his motorcycle club, a no-strings fling with a mystery woman is exactly what he needs. Except as they find themselves together more and more, it’s impossible for him to keep his feelings at bay. She’s clever and sassy. She’s gracious and kind. She loves riding on the back of his bike every Saturday afternoon and lazing in his bed every Sunday morning. She’s the perfect woman.

Trent Aldridge is the devil. Rich. Arrogant. Sinfully handsome. He holds my inheritance in his hands. Twenty-two million dollars I didn't even know about. I met him at a funeral. As one life ended, mine unraveled. Because he has one to ruin me. And Trent Aldridge never loses.

When Ben joined the Marines, he never looked back, and he broke his best friend's heart in the process. But when a murderer targets his city, he's forced to return after a 14-year absence—he's forced to face Riley. He's not sure if he can make amends, but he knows one thing for certain: he won't leave until the killer is stopped.

Growing up, Ramsey Stewart branded my soul in ways time could never heal. At 12, he asked me to be his girlfriend. At 13, he gave me my first kiss. By 16, we’d fallen in love, planned a future together, and had our eyes set on the horizon. Love never fails, right? But for Ramsey, it did. I failed him. The entire world failed him. At 17, Ramsey was convicted of killing the boy who assaulted me. "Move on", he wrote in his first and only letter from prison. There was no such thing as giving up on Ramsey. Love may have been our curse, but he was mine - then, now, and forever.

The last thing my newly single - and pregnant - neighbor Kinley needs is a fling. So, I make it my job to protect her from guys like me. Which is the perfect distraction, because I’m suddenly in a whole bunch of hot water. My coach hates me. And with our team captain now watching my every move, I need to start taking things more seriously. Forced to walk the straight and narrow or face serious consequences, I’m willing to try something new - being a good guy. But the part of this that’s not an act? Helping out Kinley.

As owner and CEO of Dirty Dog Spirits, thirty-three-year-old Asher Dare has it all. Money. Power. Women whenever he wants. A private island retreat when he doesn’t. People he trusts? He can count those on one hand. When one of his best friends asks a favor—hide his twenty-one-year-old supermodel sister on the island until a scandal blows over—Asher can’t say no. But he doesn’t have to like it.

I’m the guy you call when you need to impress your overbearing family, your boss, or your ex. Yeah, I’m a male escort, but not just any escort, I’m the escort. The one with a mile-long waiting list and a pristine reputation that’s very well-deserved. I’m the guy who’ll make you feel beautiful, desired, and worshipped...all for a steep price. I’m hired to make you shine, and I always deliver. I’ll be whatever you want me to be for one night - except my true self. This is just a job, a role I play to earn a paycheck. But I’m not the guy who falls for a client.

Beau Eaton is the town prince, a handsome military hero with a tortured past. I'm the outcast bartender, a shy girl from the wrong side of the tracks. He's thirty-five and all man, I'm twenty-two and all...virgin. He's also my fiancé. Correction: my fake fiancé. We start out as a bet. He doesn't believe that anyone holds my last name against me. So he offers me his to prove a point. It's a win-win. He gets a break from his concerned family's prying, and I get a chance to shed my family's reputation while I save up to ditch this small town.

My castle was a compound. My subjects: a bunch of rowdy bikers. And the villain of this tale was my father, the king. When a brutal attack leaves me no choice but to flee, I find myself cast out and alone. Six years later, I’m dragged back to hell as nothing more than a pawn. I’m not the same girl that ran, so I’ll play their game...but not by their rules. Because this time I won’t go down without a fight. It will take more than knights on chrome horses to break me.

As the youngest brother of the notorious Falcone clan, Adamo grew up surrounded by blood and violence. Drugs soon became his way of coping. Becoming a Made Man like his brothers was his destiny, but never his passion. When he becomes the organizer of his family’s successful illegal street races and one of their thrill-seeking drivers, he finally asserts his own path in the harsh mafia world.

Mistakes were made, okay? The moment I laid eyes on Kyle Kingston I knew he was a mistake. A satisfying, toe-curling, hair-pulling, best-night-of-my-life mistake, but a mistake all the same. I didn’t yet know his name, or who he was, but I knew he was a bad idea. I’m pregnant...and did I mention my baby daddy is both heir to a retail empire and impossible to get ahold of? I do what any girl would. I break into his grandfather’s retirement gala by telling the prissy gatekeeper Kyle’s my fiancé.

I was a good girl. I ate my vegetables, volunteered at the local autism centre, and sat in the front pew of church every Sunday. Then, I got cancer. What the hell kind of reward was that for a boring life well lived? I was a 17-year-old paradigm of virtue, and I was tired of it. So, when I finally ran into the man I'd been writing to since he saved my life as a little girl and he offered to show me the dark side of life before I left it for good, I said yes.

The first time I met my fiancé, I put him in a chokehold. I wanted nothing to do with the man whose family tore my life to pieces. Matteo De Luca was vicious claws sheathed in refinement and class. He saw my untamed independence as a challenge. I saw his alluring authority as a threat. The worst part? I wanted to experience whatever it was Matteo had to offer, and I hated myself for it. I wanted to launch myself at him. To kiss him. To kill him. To end the debilitating torture of the unknown. The moment our paths collided, our lives were altered irrevocably.

Rafe “Rocco” Martinelli was never one for the family business. Alas, being born into a crime syndicate means doing the family’s bidding and making sure you’re connected - and, yes, breaking a few kneecaps. Rafe would love nothing more than to hang up his enforcer apron and live a quiet life, but as more and more higher-ups in rival clans turn up dead, Rafe realizes he doesn’t have a choice. Especially not when the captivating and gorgeous bratva princess needs his help.

Rock bottom isn’t the end, it’s the beginning. On his deathbed, Beau’s father reveals a life-changing secret. One big enough to send him into a tailspin of boozing and denial for a year. When Beck, a single mom new to town, shows up at his automotive shop, he isn’t expecting to meet the woman who will tear him from depression and turn his life around.

I never should’ve fallen back in love with Quinn. I always knew we wouldn’t make it. And to make matters worse, not only did I lose my soulmate - I lost myself as well. Everything was stripped away, leaving me bare and unable to breathe. No one told me it could hurt this much. I was unprepared for this level of agony from the horrible weight of grief. I planned to love him infinitely. But what is infinity, when love always ends?

Nick Murphy. Hockey god. My best friend’s big brother. My friend with mind-blowing benefits. The best thing to happen to my nether regions since my subscription to the toy of the month club. The man I’ve been secretly in love with for years. And a total ass. I am so done with him. Except there’s one small problem. Now that I’ve cut him off, his hockey game is in the toilet. He’s convinced I’m his good luck charm, and he wants me back. But only for his game.

He has everything a man could want. A lucrative hockey contract. Adoring fans. A family who loves him. But he’s about to throw it all away. Logan Tate’s name is dominating the headlines for all the wrong reasons. Instead of goals and assists, the talented young defenseman has been racking up fights and suspensions. I work with athletes who are struggling, but Logan’s different.