Impoverished socialite Chloe Burke’s life had hit rock bottom when she accidentally saves a visiting prince from an assassination attempt. Getting shot in the bum turns out to be the best thing to happen to her in a long time, especially when the prince’s very handsome, very sexy bodyguard, Nicolai, comes to her aid.

After complaining that I work too much, my mom and sister have stolen my phone and tricked me into a vacation. They insist I'm going to enjoy this charming small town. My cousin Doug lives here. We grew up together, and he's basically like a brother. He's finally asked Claire, the woman he's infatuated with, to go on a date with him. He tells me he's in love with her and even sees wedding bells in their future. But then Doug gets called away on an emergency and comes up with a crazy plan. He thinks I should take Claire out instead... I never should have agreed to it.

Róisín O'Reilly is ecstatic. Nate, her boyfriend of the past ten years, has finally proposed. But he insists they need to save for five years before they can afford the swanky wedding she longs for. Their problems are solved when Róisín enters a competition for an all-expenses-paid dream wedding at stunning Sylverley House–and to her astonishment she wins! Then Nate drops a bombshell. He never wanted to get married.

He called me “Goody-Goody.” He called me “Nosy-Josie.” He called me other things while he pulled my pigtails. Now, his grandmother left us a surprise inheritance. The catch? We have to get married and live in her small NYC apartment. For a month. With just one bed. When I arrive, he’s not the cheeky jerk I hated. He’s piping hot. Tall. Sinfully tattooed. A stunning villain. And that damn smirk on his face?

His name is Pestilence. At least, that’s what they called him in college after an outbreak of a certain, ahem, intimately transmitted infection on campus. Now in his thirties, Leo St. James is fully reformed from his playboy past. He has a fiancée and everything. Oh, no, wait. He lied about that. His fiancée doesn’t exist. But when Leo’s boss sees him with his hand cupped around Amelia Darcy’s face, Leo has no choice but to call her his bride-to-be and promise to bring her to his company retreat.

Help Wanted: Grumpy Mountain Man seeks baby momma. Job is an incubator position only. Surrogate must be impervious to grunting in the form of communication and nosey brotherly neighbors. Rustic mountain range housing available upon request. I wanted to pummel my irritating brothers when they posted their own version of a wanted ad to help me with my life. But I can’t fault the results once the right woman lands on my lap. Becoming a single father is not a decision I made lightly. In fact, it’s the biggest decision of my entire life.

Four stories of men who will do whatever it takes - endless chocolate, a closet full of shoes, unfortunate tattoos - to make it anything but temporary.

I’m not a guy who likes to leave the forest much. But I’m driving my grandad’s bus route, while he’s having a hip operation. If I don’t, he’ll lose the career he's loved for 50 years. I’m happy to help the old man out, but it’s a pain in my ass…endless hills, the bus wheezing and spluttering…whining customers…. Then she clambers on, and I know why fate threw this good deed my way.

The brightest things in Everleigh’s otherwise dull days in 1964 London are colors, fashion she’s not brave enough to wear, and the idea of the enchanted life she’ll inherit when she marries Gualtiero. But her dreams are crushed when her beloved mysteriously vanishes before the wedding.

An overworked single mom from New York City. A billionaire surfer from Florida. Can the turn of the tide bring these two together?