My new neighbor is a jerk. Sure, he's the embodiment of tall, dark, and handsome. But he has managed to become enemy number one within the first forty-eight hours of moving into the apartment next door. I may have retaliated and escalated the situation. I'm not above being petty, and I'm determined to make him break first.

Callahan Hastings is relentless when it comes to getting what he wants, and what he wants is me–to be his private chef in the Hamptons for the summer. My dream job served to me on a silver platter by one of the wealthiest members of Pembroke Hills Country Club. The only catch? He’s my ex-boyfriend’s older brother with a reputation for being as charming as he is cunning. But Cal doesn’t take no for an answer. He draws you in with flirty smiles and extravagant promises.

I'm the face of the NHL. The golden boy with quick hands and a million-dollar smile the fans adore. My contract is up at the end of the season, and with playoffs starting, I have to be on my best behavior. Keep my head down and respect the press when they shove their microphones beneath my nose. This isn't my first rodeo, so it should be easy. Right?

I made a deal with my brother a long time ago to never date his teammates. Technically, Rowan Landry, the hot as hell center for the Chicago Falcons, is no longer my brother’s teammate. Or his best friend. Their college days are long behind them, and they barely talk now. Also, I’m not dating him—we’re just sleeping together. There’s a difference.

As a single father, I often feel like the weight of the world sits on my shoulders. When my daughter’s nanny gives me her two weeks’ notice, I’m sweating bullets. Fear that my NHL season with the New England Bay Sharks could be derailed consumes me. Finding a replacement seems impossible when, suddenly, Maci McKenzie—a struggling author who’s running from some deep, dark secret in her past—steps into the picture. She needs a change of scenery to help her write, and I just need someone who isn’t a complete weirdo to watch my kid when I’m not around.

I’ve always been a wild card–the first to start a fight on the ice, and the life of the party off it–but appearances can be deceiving. Being traded to the Boston Rebels could not have come at a better time. With serious family obligations to fulfill and a contract renewal with a new hockey team on the line, I have no time for anything else. I return to Boston knowing I need to buckle down and focus on what really matters.

Rowan Kincaid hasn’t dated in over a year. Not since the mother of his children unexpectedly passed away leaving him to parent their three children alone. Exhausted, overworked and feeling like he’s failing at every turn he’s desperate for help. The help that shows up? A gorgeous woman almost twenty years younger than him. She’s compassionate and charming and the kids fall for her instantly. And despite the fact that she should be off limits, he falls for her too.

Being hired as the PR representative for the hockey team I’ve always been a fan of, should be a dream come true, especially because my old crush plays for them. My suggestion to save Briggs's career is solid… have him fake date someone wholesome who can change his image. That’s when my big mouth gets in the way and I admit to being the-girl-next-door. Now… my boss is offering me the promotion of a lifetime, but it comes with strings… Fake date Briggs Conley!

It’s not easy being a woman working in a male dominated field. Add in the fact that my uncle owns the baseball team I work for, and proving I belong here is a constant battle. Dating a player was never an option. Not if I wanted to keep a shred of dignity and respect. Then Ronan Sinclair sits down next to me in first class with his alluring blue eyes and hard-to-resist dimples. To say nothing of his kindness and charm, or his determination to convince me that a steamy vacation fling is what we both need.

My whole life, I've come out on top. One of the finest players ever to grace the NHL? Check. Most prolific playboy with an enviable reputation between the sheets? Check. Award for the cockiest athlete in America? Also, check, and well deserved I'd say. So why does my life feel anything but the perfect image I project? And why won't the one woman who came crashing into my life and knocked me on my six-foot-four ass take me seriously?

You want to know the secret to everlasting happiness? Never fall in love. That was the wisdom my father imparted to us James boys after our mom died, and it’s a piece of advice that’s served me well. Until dear old Dad asks me for a favor over Sunday brunch. No big deal, right? I love making my old man happy. Except this “favor” is a lot more complicated than picking up his dry cleaning. Dad wants me to marry and provide a few heirs for the James empire, and he’s even done me the courtesy of handpicking my bride-to-be. Lucky me.

Logan Murphy should come with a warning. He’s as hot as a Carolina Reaper on black asphalt in the middle of July. With perfectly messy dark hair and smoldering blue eyes—and don’t even get me started on the way that black tee stretches across his toned chest… He’s my brother’s best friend. He’s also a football star on track to win the first wide-receiver MVP in league history. Good thing I only date golfers… or I did.

I’m just so exhausted—always living on the edge of desperation, one paycheck away from ruin. But this new job… It could be the fresh start I need. It could change everything. The contract is only for three months, but if I keep my head down, work hard, and prove myself, maybe I could stay longer. Maybe I could make Black Mountain Lodge my home. As I pull down the gravel drive, surrounded by the forest and mountains and bright blue skies, I feel something I haven’t felt in a while. I feel hope.

A forbidden romance with my brother’s hockey teammate wasn’t on my to-do list when I moved across the country… Neither was getting locked out of a friend’s place wearing next to nothing. Or spending the night with the sexy stranger who rescues me. But I’m trying to get out of my comfort zone so getting out of the rest of my clothes with him seems like a good way to start. In the morning, I learn the filthy-mouthed man with the talented hands is not only the hotshot new hockey player on my brother’s team: he’s also–wait for it–my brand new roommate.

A little white lie never hurt anyone . . . or so I thought. One fake date and we’d go our separate ways, at least that’s how hockey’s hottest golden boy—Nixon Sinclair—convinced me this would work. But it turns out, Nix had other plans. Now I’m sneaking around with my brother’s teammate, refusing to admit he’s everything I want but never knew I needed.

My new neighbor is a jerk. Sure, he's the embodiment of tall, dark, and handsome. But he has managed to become enemy number one within the first forty-eight hours of moving into the apartment next door. I may have retaliated and escalated the situation. I'm not above being petty, and I'm determined to make him break first.

He's everything I'm not. He's into sports, and I'm into books and art. He's popular with girls falling at his feet. I've never been kissed. We have zero in common, yet I've been in love with him since the first grade. Until I made the mistake of tutoring him. He made me feel special. I wasn't. He destroyed me. Now four years later he's back and he'll stop at nothing to get me back.

After a nasty breakup with my ex, his dad takes pity on me and offers to drive me home. But when a snowstorm strands us in the middle of nowhere, we're forced to find a roadside motel with nothing to do… but each other. There's only one tiny bed... and he's huge. We wake up the next morning tangled like pretzels.

Sawyer Daniels had a plan. She'd teach at the daycare and go to class until she finished her degree. Once a week, she would bartend at the strip club, Atlantis, to earn the money she needed to break free. She just had to make it until graduation, and then, with any luck she'd be out of this mess. But one night, she meets Rex Lockwood. The hot and broody man she'd been eyeing one night at work. When one thing leads to another, she ends the night in his lap where lines between work and pleasure begin to blur.

Publicly fighting with a man for an oversold airline seat—embarrassing! Realizing he was the quarterback for the Atlanta Arrows—awkward. Knowing he was your friend's older brother and teenage crush but didn't recognize you—humiliating. When I stormed out of the airport after throwing a temper tantrum, I never expected to cross paths with him again. All I wanted to do was put the night behind me and enjoy a martini. The last thing I expected was for him to waltz into the bar and offer me a night I couldn't refuse.

After leaving her job as a television writer in New York, Ingrid Lawrence returns to Sapphire Lake and finds herself in the arms of her first love, Caleb Rogers. Despite herself, Ingrid tries her hardest to keep her heart guarded, while Caleb is ready to spend forever with the girl who got away. All of their plans to take things slow are tossed overboard when what can go wrong, does. With Ingrid starting a new writing position, and Caleb’s slated for another deployment to sea, will Caleb lose Ingrid a second time, or will she finally be his?

A little white lie never hurt anyone . . . or so I thought. One fake date and we’d go our separate ways, at least that’s how hockey’s hottest golden boy—Nixon Sinclair—convinced me this would work. But it turns out, Nix had other plans. Now I’m sneaking around with my brother’s teammate, refusing to admit he’s everything I want but never knew I needed.

The headline says it all, and my bosses are over the moon when the opportunity of a lifetime lands in my lap. Of course, they aren’t aware that I’ve already met Vince Cool at an all-star gala—and that we were at each other’s throats the entire time.

I'm not a worldly woman. I'm not cultured, well-traveled, or well educated. I'm just a housewife. A mother. I'm the woman with the handsome husband, beautiful daughter, the large house. If you saw it from the outside, you'd probably think I have the perfect life. You would most definitely be wrong. But I don't blame you. We all see what we want to see, turning a blind eye to what others want to stay hidden. Especially when it comes to love. They say love is blind. But I'm more apt to say it's wretched. Love is what made me stay. But love is also what saved me.

Charlie Montgomery is one grumpy rancher. Calloused hands, stubborn heart, the definition of a true cowboy. He dislikes me from the second we meet. Warns me away from his tiny town of Resurrection, Montana. Well, what he doesn't know is I'm armed with a bucket list and a secret. There's no way I'm leaving. I'll just keep my distance. Only in a small town that distance doesn’t last for long. Because I owe him a favor: Work for him for three months and help him save his home. Runaway Ranch. But our close confines mean I see what's under all that strong. I see the real Charlie Montgomery.

Our lives were like a story, predestined for us by the hands of some writer we didn't know. We were given a beginning and end, and some of us endured a climax like a roller coaster that shook and jerked us around, testing us in the process. In my story, I thought I knew what to expect. That was until a hot-shot hockey player with sweet words and an even kinder soul changed my course. It took everything in me not to fall for him, but unwanted emotions were developing, and warmth I swore I'd never expose myself to began to wreak havoc on my already failing heart.

I figured being an extra for a local production would be a harmless distraction-a way for me to forget my charmed life is imploding. Sure, I'm the one who blew the whistle on my family business, but that doesn't make it any easier to sit around in the fallout. Worse, I have to spend every last minute on set with a woman who was hurt by my parents' greed. I'm determined to help her, thereby evening the scales of justice, but Delia Evans is so sunshiney and naïve and . . .Well, extra. And, to my utter astonishment, I find myself wanting more of her.

The last place I expected to see my old college love, Jude Harding, was in the local laundromat four years after I fled the city to escape him. Heir to Boston Royalty. Rich beyond comprehension. And a mouth I couldn't help but fall for. Jude was everything I'd always wanted and more… until life viciously and unexpectedly tore us apart. So, when he catches me arguing with a washing machine for mercilessly eating my quarters, I can't escape quickly enough. Unfortunately for me, Jude isn't going anywhere anytime soon.

I'm known as the bad boy of baseball, and I've always used that to my advantage. Men want to be me. Women want to be with me. I've ridden that wave all the way to the top. But when my quick temper lands me in hot water with my team, I have to think fast in order to save my spot on the Daytona Fury roster. Unfortunately, the only person who can help me carry out my crazy plan is the one woman I can't stand but also want so badly that I can barely control myself.

Kian Carter is stuck in a rut. A successful lawyer in his parents’ New York City office, he’s sick and tired of their greed, their lifelong insistence on putting their powerhouse practice above all else—including Kian and his siblings. So he does what he should have done long ago, what his brother and sister did … Kian turns his back on law. Quitting the firm and moving back to the only home he’s ever known, quiet Moose Village in Upstate New York.