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Call me Sabrina Remington, man hunter. I’m determined to find the perfect guy. But my international manhunt has been a bust so far. Then I bump into a sexy Brit whose voice melts my panties. Until the jerk opens his mouth. Every word Declan Wilde speaks is rude. I should slap him and walk away. But maybe I could put up with that mouth for one steamy night… As soon as Declan falls asleep, I slink out of the hotel. Our fling is over…right?

Three hot brothers, two countries, one steamy collection.... They're dangerous. They're wicked. They're scandalous. When the MacTaggart brothers land in America, cultures clash, sparks fly, and even the feistiest American girls can't resist the allure of a Highlander. Take a wild ride across continents with the bestselling, award-winning Hot Scots series and the three novels that started it all - plus exclusive, sizzling bonus chapters.

One Friday night, after a horrible day at work, Elena decides to cheer herself up with a one-night stand with a hot stranger. The guy who propositions her has a scorching bod and a sexy British accent. Cheered up? Check. Until Monday morning, when she walks into the office, and there he is. Her one-nighter is her boss's ex-husband, Chance Dixon.

When a former Marine and a Scottish lass meet, it's lust at first sight. But American Gavin Douglas never counted on Jamie MacTaggart's family butting into their romance. His old wounds and her burly brothers keep getting in the way. The stress of an intercontinental relationship doesn't help either.

Lachlan MacTaggart is hot, Scottish, and dangerous - to a woman's heart. I'm done with love. My ex-wife made sure of that. When my American friend offers to swap houses with me for a month, I can't say no. Chicago sounds like the perfect place for a holiday, until I find out there's a sexy American lass living next door. Erica Teague is bonnie, clever, and as wounded as I am. But I won't ask her why. All I need is Erica in my bed for four weeks, no strings, just a summer fling. We won't talk about our pasts, our lives, or anything except sex. That's the plan.

"May I kiss you, Iona?" Why did I say yes when Eric Taylor asked that question? He's young enough to be my son. Bod an Donais. I must have lost my mind. Eric Taylor is twenty-five. I'm forty-six. The age gap is too much for me. Even worse, Eric is my brother's soon-to-be stepson. Then a lightning bolt in the shape of Rafe Knight pounds on my door. The vile Brit accuses me of seducing his son, Eric's best friend. He even claims I've shagged the laddie. Does Rafe scare me? Of course not. I'm a journalist with an iron backbone.

I am cursed. One Friday night, after a horrible day at work, I decide to cheer myself up with a one-night stand with a hot stranger. The guy who propositions me has a scorching bod and a sexy British accent. Cheered up? Check. Until Monday morning, when I walk into the office, and there he is. My one-nighter is my boss's ex-husband. And her newest business partner.

She's off limits, but that's the hottest setup of all. I want a bit of fun, not a relationship, and I've come to New York to find that. When a mix-up forces me to share an apartment with a sexy little American, it sounds like my dream come true. Except Arden Clover Pesti is my almost sister-in-law's best friend, and she's a virgin. And slightly insane. I shouldn't touch her. But when she purrs that she loves my British accent and sashays around in her skimpy underwear.... Arden talks about auras and aliens and microwaves frying our brains.

I want Errol Murdoch—as my business partner, nothing more. The man has traveled the world searching for things no one else can find and solving riddles no one else can crack. Only a treasure hunter like him can help me find a hoard that archaeologists claim doesn't exist. I have my reasons for fighting to prove them wrong, and I won't stop until I've succeeded. Errol is explosive in so many ways, but his hot body will not distract me from my goal. No way.

Why did I move to another country on the other side of an ocean? To shake up my life. I accepted a job as marketing director of a boutique whisky distillery in the Scottish Highlands. But I have bigger problems than knowing nothing about whisky. My boss, Thane Buchanan, is gorgeous and sexy—and I have no self-control when I’m around him.

Never talk to a naked man in the woods. I learned that lesson when my solo kayaking trip in the Wyoming wilderness turned into a disaster. The Scottish beast who saved me insists on taking me back to his cabin, where there's no cell service and no one around for miles. And his car is broken. My savior has a deliciously hot body, but I don’t like men with long hair and scruffy beards.

Good-girl Erica Teague is out on bail, charged with a crime her ex-lover committed. A lifetime of sticking to the rules has left her broke, burned, and facing a trial and certain conviction, thanks to the evidence planted by her trust-funder ex. Desperate to experience one wild night of sizzling sex before her freedom is torn away from her, Erica heads to a notorious night club in search of a one-night stand - where a case of mistaken identity lands her in the arms of a hot Scot with a secret past.

Everyone fears me, even my family. But I don't care if I'm a black sheep. I've dedicated my life to traveling the world to hunt down fugitives no one else can catch. Maybe I use my dangerous image as a shield—against criminals and my own clan—but being a loner is the price I pay for the life I've chosen. No one gets away from me. No one except Piper Lang.

Lindsey Porter never believed in the supernatural—until she bumped into a hot guy in a loincloth who could vanish at will. No, that's not weird at all. The sylph Nevan tempts her like no one else ever has, drawing out desires she'd kept buried deep inside herself. But Nevan is hiding a dark secret. As Lindsey is drawn deeper into a parallel world where magic reigns and bargains have deadly consequences, she realizes she might be the key to saving two worlds.

I need to shake up my life, but I never imagined how much of a jolt I'd get. My husband destroyed my life, then died and left me with nothing. What can I do now? Might as well blow the last of my savings on the trip I've dreamed of taking all my life. I fly to Scotland, to the Highlands. But on my third night there, the unimaginable happens.

I never meant to become the center of a scandal. But one disgruntled client started a rumor that I offer "special" massages at my spa. Now I need to get out of town for a while, so I go back to school to finish my long-overdue university degree - in America. My beautiful faculty advisor seems like the perfect distraction from my problems, but I really shouldn't flirt with her. Or try to kiss her. Or offer her a "special" massage....

I'm in love with my best friend, but Jessica O'Connor sees me as only a friend. The fact that we had sex once and it was bloody awful doesn't help. But she finally ended her engagement with Domhnall Sterling, the Scot she took up with two years ago. Do I have a chance now? Maybe. If I can show her that we have chemistry. The sort that will burn so hot she'll forget all about that damn Scot.

I've come to America with a mission and a plan - find the woman of my dreams by going to the same underground club where my older brother, Lachlan, met his wife. My plan might have some flaws. But they don't call me "Don Juan" MacTaggart for nothing. The lasses love me, and I know I can find my soul mate in Chicago.

My name is Spencer Halfenaked. Go on, snicker all you like. We Halfenakeds don't care. I've gotten used to the asinine jokes from morons who have surnames like Sallow and Birdwhistle. Now that I've gotten a promotion at work, I'm moving to America. I have my own office and an executive assistant. Tabitha Remington is an unusual woman—cheerful, clever, free spirited, and sexy as hell.

I'm burned out on love, work, and life. So when my sister suggests I spend two weeks at a Caribbean resort, I jump at the chance. My first day there, I meet him - a sexy, mysterious Brit who won't tell me his real name but who promises me one night of incredible pleasure. And whew, does he deliver. So maybe I do a little snooping. Maybe I even steal his wallet to find out his name. What? He won't tell me, and my scientist brain needs to know. But who is Richard Hunter?