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He was infuriating, arrogant, and conceited. He was also my new seatmate. Fifteen hours stuck next to the definition of tall, dark, and handsome, and the only thing on his mind on our trip from California to Sydney...was me. Ky Bateman made no secret of the fact he wanted me, and I made it clear he drove me crazy. When my resolve finally wavered, we made a bet. I lost, he won, and I found myself on the back of his motorcycle, on the adventure of a lifetime. I never intended to fall for the master manipulator, especially when I knew I was keeping secrets....

Grayson Edwards is one sexy bastard. From the moment we locked eyes, I wanted him. I never would’ve guessed we shared a common link from my past. A past that still haunts me to this day. One so horrific, I had no choice but to walk away from the person I loved more than life itself. My soul mate. Two and a half years on and those feelings haven’t changed. He still owns my heart. I miss him with every fiber of my being. But how can I give my life to a man...bear his children...when he has the blood of the devil running through his veins?

Ashton Barclay, or as I like to call him, Mr. B. for "Bossy", is fast becoming the bane of my existence. After running into him, literally, he’s now popping up everywhere and somehow managing to weave his way into my life. He’s egotistical, smug, and so ridiculously good-looking it should be illegal - he’s way too hot to handle. I don’t do hot, those type of guys are more trouble than they’re worth.

A past shrouded in secrets. Memories tainted by lies. One look and Ford Hammersmith was mesmerized, haunted by amethyst eyes. Obsessed with a woman he doesn't remember...yet can't forget. The mysterious Callie Rose holds the secrets to his past, the key to his future happiness. His soul ravaged by the echo of love lost, the heartless bastard will stop at nothing to reclaim her heart. A cruel twist of fate brought them back together. Will a decade of pain and betrayal keep them apart?

When I met Ryan, I might’ve been trying to break into his basement. It was for a good cause. I swear. Also, my dog broke in first. Ryan Blake is jaw-dropping handsome, wealthy, and cocky. Not quite my type. By some miracle, he doesn’t call the police on me when he catches me trying to rescue my dog. He even fetches a doctor for me. Don’t ask why. I don’t figure I’ll see him again. Then, I do. Then, he kisses me. Once. Twice. Is three times the charm?

I should get this promotion to the executive team. I have experience. Loyalty. Smarts. But the one thing I don’t have is the one thing I’ve never been able to achieve: a family. My personal life shouldn’t matter, but the executive team is filled with family men and women. Me? I’ve had a revolving door of dates. It’s just the way I like things - casual, no-strings. But it’s time to toss out the little black book and get serious. I need a woman who’s feisty, someone who can handle me. Someone like that hot little brunette I see in the elevator who sets my libido on fire.

Who thought writing "LOSERS" on a menu could lead to an affair of love notes? It didn't start out as love. How could it when I vowed never to fall in love.... Reef Burton, the sexy blue-eyed football player, and his mates are definitely not "Losers", yet writing it on a menu gave me reason to smile. Only it didn't make it to the trash. He returns to the restaurant where I work wearing his killer smile.

Things have always come easy for me; sports, academics...girls. And I’ve used all of that to my advantage the past three years of college. I’ve got it all, or at least I thought I did until Laken walks into my life.

Twenty years ago, I loved a woman. Twenty years ago, I also loved a man. And 20 years ago, rather than choose, I abandoned them both. Now, I’m living a lonely life, luckless in love and unwilling to confront the truth of what I left behind. When my brother passes, I become responsible for my four-year-old niece. Uprooting her isn't an option which means heading back to the sticks of New Hampshire, to the small town I fled. Because of Charlotte. Because of Liam. My two best friends, the ones I’d been reluctant to pursue but couldn’t deny.

One trip down the stairs, caused by a lone Lego, while wrapped in a towel, spewing a plethora of profanities, and my cell phone went flying. I landed on my ass, and then the ER. Between those two occurrences was a FaceTime call, placed by a bouncing phone, to the number of a man I didn’t even truly look at, who had now seen more of my body than anyone had since my Tinder days, over a year ago. Three declined calls later, I limped out the door to get myself to the ER before starting my hectic day.

After nearly two decades in the rock-and-roll business, Jace Logan has seen and done it all. It’s been a long time since someone told him no regarding anything. Until her. She’s different. She’s gorgeous, sexy, and oddly familiar, but he can’t figure out why. When she shuts him down, she only makes herself that much more intriguing and he’s determined to find out more. What he discovers leaves him reeling.

The nurses call me Dr. Heartbreaker. They say I put the hot in hot-shot cardiologist. Not that it matters. I never stick my tongue depressor in my co-workers. What can I say? I play by a set of personal rules. Even if those rules eliminate 99.9 percent of the woman I come in contact with from my dating pool. Even if those rules land me on a blind date with Emily, my childhood sweetheart, a woman I hadn’t seen since I broke her heart freshmen year of college. Let’s just say the evening was a disaster. The thing is, I can’t stop thinking about her.

Hermosa Beach seems to be the place for throwing together unlikely opposites. My rooster Rowdy and his new crush, Pixy the goat. Me and the obnoxiously cocky cowboy from Texas.... But unlike Rowdy and Pixy, there’s no way I’m going to fall for David Strickland. Nope. Not gonna happen. I could never be with a man so completely opposed to everything I believe...no matter how hot he is.

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right? Well, except for when it doesn't. And while for Linda Carter, that was a night she will never forget, for Asher Sloan, it was a night he couldn’t remember. A year later, their paths cross once more. Their chemistry is still combustible, but Linda has learned her lesson when it comes to Asher all too well, and she doesn’t plan on getting burned again. Refusing to take no for an answer, Asher comes up with a solution: a three-month deal where they can both get what they want.

My name is Dylan Murphy, and I work for the rich and powerful of an exclusive Manhattan building. Graham Morgan was my first boss, but soon after I was working with some of the most famous entrepreneurs, business moguls, and movie stars in the city. They trusted me because I always followed the cardinal rules.

Mrs. Ambrosia Bloomington, now a widow, is ready to start a new life amongst Mayfair elites without the overarching reach of her late husband, Mr. Harrison Bloomington. With her trunks loaded safely onto her own private carriage, she's ready to face the world as an independent woman in Regency London. She does not, however, bargain for cocksure Frenchman, Mr. Charles Cochran Bateman coming along and turning her very ordinary journey into the adventure of a lifetime.

Carlina Perez is in way over her head. Unexpectedly jobless and fostering an exotic pet with an insatiable appetite, this pastry chef needs a new gig faster than she can whip up a batch of scones. But when she's tapped to serve as the personal chef to a haughty tabloid regular, she only considers the job out of sheer desperation. After all, Giorgio Acardi may be filthy rich and intoxicatingly handsome, but he's also a first class scoundrel.

I'm a fighter. At least that's what my daddy always told me. It's in our blood. Hard work, hustle, and a little Hennessey is the Reid motto. He taught me to fight for everything I wanted in life. Take down those who threaten the dream.

I’d never forget the day Melody Dumas approached me in that bagel shop. I sure as hell didn’t plan to offer her assistance. But when she flashed those deep brown eyes, she could get any man to do her bidding. The streets of New York were not an easy road - one must earn their way. But this beauty was different. She needed to be on a stage, not singing on a street corner. I had the power to help her make beautiful music. Question was...what was in it for me?

Dear Chelsea, I know what you must think of me now that my secret is out, and I can’t say I’m not disappointed. I bloody loved that you saw me as someone other than the bloke my entire country has deemed unworthy of love. Maybe I am, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting you as desperately as I do.