Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Five Years Earlier: Henry Dunne knows three things: that agreeing to host this raucous house party was a terrible idea, that he absolutely cannot show up to his nursing shift tomorrow with a hangover, and that the beautiful redhead in the corner will be sleeping in his bed tonight.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

We're not free to give into this. She's 19, and I'm 38. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

I hated Enzo even before I met him—my bestie’s too hot, arrogant control freak brother. And now my baby’s daddy. A mix-up has us sharing a room. I walk in on his steamy shower. I envy the water dripping over his chiseled abs, down to his long Major Johnson. Soon those lips and his body destroy me with pleasure. As we play daring games of lust, I glimpse hidden wounds that echo my own. But I gotta shake this crazy addiction. He's a controlling jerk and I'm a free spirit. We clash harder than we attract. Until everything spirals out of control. Now, the pregnancy tests show two pink ...

My smoldering one-night stand in Milan turns out to be my brother’s best friend—and now pretend boyfriend. I’m an artist who fled my family’s smothering control years ago. Now I’m back in town. Michael, a billionaire on a business trip with a chiseled jaw and god-like physique, makes me tremble with pleasure. His heated gaze tells me what he will do to me. My body became his canvas for the night. Still tingling from our lustful night, I left him a “Thank you for your time” note. Imagine my shock, trying to sidestep a relentless suitor at the party. Mr. Milan waltzes in. My jaw...

Nick Weaver is irresistibly handsome, cocky as hell, and positively oozes sex appeal—he should have come with a warning sign! I just wanted one unforgettable night with him. Little did I know that our chance encounter would result in two startling pink lines. After our night of unparalleled passion, I thought I’d never see him again. Until he shows up at my law office as my new client. When his very presence threatens the career I’ve worked so hard for, I have to reluctantly set firm boundaries and push him away. But, it’s so hard keeping our hands off each other. I’m paralyzed by...

At age 11, Alex Sinclair pledges an oath to the Duke of Chatham promising to serve and protect his illegitimate daughter, Lucy FitzHarris. Nine years later, the duke unexpectedly takes Alex up on his vow, offering the future Laird of Balforss his daughter's hand in marriage. Now a man, hotheaded Alex has difficulty convincing Lucy - who would rather starve to death than marry a vulgar Scot - to go through with the arranged marriage.

I'm falling for my sworn enemy. The night I witnessed my mother's execution at the hands of the Rossi family, her screams branded my soul. For years, hunger for vengeance is the only fire that keeps me alive. Then at a decadent soirée, a chance encounter ignites a new blaze within me. His deep velvet voice sends tremors through my core. When his tongue strokes those full lips, desire blooms between my thighs. Until his mask comes off and I'm face to face with Antonio Rossi. The very man whose family steals everything from me. I want to recoil, yet I can't tear my eyes away from this man. I...