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Book 3 in the Wolves of Crescent Creek series. More details coming soon!

Crockett Archer, better known as a doormat extraordinaire, didn’t walk away from the people she knew needed her. She’d never been able to do it with a father that didn’t love her, and she wouldn’t be able to do it with a man that didn’t think he deserved a chance at love. One look is all it takes for Zach Caruso to know that Crockett could be his. All he would have to do is snap his fingers, and she’d fall right into the palm of his hand. Which is why Zach turns around and walks far, far away.

I’m the town widow. Not the only one, but the youngest by far. My husband died one year after our wedding, casting me as the charity case in my small Alaskan town.

After an explosive night together, I thought I’d never see the gorgeous bookstore owner again. We didn’t exchange names and numbers, and when I left her asleep the following morning, I didn’t intend to pursue her. I don’t have time for relationships or entanglements. I’m the CEO of Gallagher Hotels, and my life is spent traveling around the world, focusing on my business, not a small town in Montana. Even if my thoughts keep returning to the most incredible woman I’ve ever met.

The first time I saw her was across the room at a bar. I had no idea at the time that she was only 16. All I knew was that she was beautiful, she was sending me do-me vibes from across the room, and I was fresh off a deployment where there’d been nobody but men for nine of the longest months of my life. The second time that I saw her was at a court hearing that would decide how long I’d be sent to prison for. She was a cute, little curly-haired blonde with wide, expressive eyes, a banging body, and the reason that I’d gone to prison in the first place.

Bhasura would have everything she could ever want. Freedom, respect, family, and her mate. Her aitanta. But behind the island’s beautiful cities and smiling citizens, she can hear the lies poisoning their stories. She wants to believe it's all in her head, but a dark anger starts to grow inside her, and she can't ignore the feeling that something is wrong. Something besides the vivid dreams that plague her sleep the moment she sets foot on the island.

He was a rugged man she met in a bar - a man Grace couldn't get out of her head.... A week later, she came home to find him sweaty and shirtless with a tape measure in hand, remodeling her loft. As a Parker-King, she's not allowed to want someone like Noah Dalton. She's sick of her life, though. Sick of the rules of being a Parker-King. She wants something more, even if it isn't forever. Finding comfort in the arms of a SEAL is easy, not falling for one...not so much.

This is the story of a man falling in love with a woman. A man that was supposed to be a role model, and a woman that was just barely 21. A man who should’ve known better, and a woman that didn’t know that she was destroying his career word by word, innocent touch by innocent touch, smile by smile, until it had already imploded. The world collapses around Absinthe ‘Sin’ Solomon, and the only thing he can do is try not to take her down with him.

As a professional hockey player, people think I live a charmed life. On the surface, I do. But they don’t know the horrors of my childhood, or the real reason that I have custody of my 17-year-old sister, Janelle. And that’s exactly the way I like it. They may think I’m a prick because I don’t like to share, but that’s fine. They don’t know me, and they don’t need to.

When I came to New York City, I was engaged to the man of my dreams, and I was ready to take the marketing industry by storm. But now? I'm single and working at a dead-end job with a pervy boss. It's official - this city kicked my a**. It's time to pack my bags. A blind date that my friend set up to convince me to stay is most definitely not going to change my mind. Zero chance. Goodbye NYC.

When I moved in with my brother’s best friend, I thought it was temporary. Weston Wright would be in LA with my brother for six months. I’d get the place to myself. Until he comes back and asks me to stay. I take one look at those beautiful baby blues, the dimpled smirk, and muscled arms, and say yes. I want to say yes to a lot more, but I’ve dated exactly one boy my entire life, and not only did he cheat on me with my bestie, now they’re engaged. I don’t even know where to start with dating. But when I mention it to Weston, he offers to teach me.

I’ve rebuilt my father’s media company with hard work and determination, but my single status leaves me on the outs with the one businessman I need to get close to. A little white lie and I’m suddenly in love, head over heels. Now I need to find a fake girlfriend, someone to keep up appearances without any emotions. When I find my mother’s fiery assistant in a compromising position, it’s the perfect opportunity to get what I want: a girlfriend for business appearances, without any feelings involved. I won’t let the fact that I’m wildly attracted to the petite redhead get in my way.

Dash Kingston is living the rock ‘n’ roll dream. Fame, money, groupies, rolling up to red-carpet events in his baby, a Ferrari V12. Until a very real baby scare threatens to bring it all crashing down. Talk about a wake-up call. Dash knows things need to change. But to clean up his playboy image, he’s going to need help from the second-biggest mistake he ever made - a California blonde who blew his mind and left him with a scary case of the feels that sent him running. Now he needs a fake girlfriend, and she’s the perfect woman for the job.

Being a cowboy is in my blood, just like my father, and his father before him. Except unlike my father the only thing that interested me were my horses. I was the quiet one, the one who stood in the back and watched things unfold. Until I found her fighting for her life. Something inside me shifted. I couldn’t stop it, I fell in love with her. Even though I knew, in the end, she would leave me.

I, Cooper Rock, baseball god, worshipper of women, hometown hero, beloved son and brother, and owner of a well-deserved ego, have always reached for the stars. Usually in baseball. In love? Nah. When you’ve played the field as much as I have and haven’t been bit by the bug, you’re immune. Or so I thought until she walked back into my life.

Look, I’ve seen firsthand what marriage does to a man. I’m not interested. You want to take the leap? Fine. But have the decency to elope. Leave me out of it. And then I see her. The happily ever after loving bridesmaid at the wedding I couldn’t get out of.

Luca Fritz was the worst sort of playboy,. I used to spend hours of my life dreaming of him. By 18 I’d all but given up my fantasy, set to go off to The Conservatory in London when fate stepped in with other ideas. That summer I was young. Innocent. And forbidden to him. I knew when we succumbed to the passion between us that he would ruin me. I wasn’t wrong. Four years later, fate decides to step in again. I’m offered my dream job as a first-chair cellist for the Boston Symphony Orchestra. Only I know what comes with it. Luca Fritz.

My life is a tale of betrayal. I killed so many because they betrayed our cause, because they betrayed the Outfit. A hypocrite. A liar. A murderer. That’s what I am. Five times I betrayed the Outfit. With my blood I made a vow to our cause, swore my life to it, promised to put the Outfit first. Above all else. Five times I chose a woman over the good of the Outfit. I betrayed my father. My vow. My men. You reap what you sow. Would my betrayals destroy everything I swore to protect?

Trace Caldo’s smart mouth always gets him in trouble. As the youngest of three brothers, he’s used to scrapping to earn respect. But when he picks a fight with the wrong person, Trace ends up kidnapped, bound, and blindfolded with no hope for escape. And when a beautiful woman comes to his rescue and offers him a way to staying alive, Trace can’t refuse her.

I’ll be ready to date again…someday…maybe after my boys are in college and I finally have the energy to think about myself. For now, I’m content to stick to my late-night fantasies about a certain coffee-bringing, suit-wearing flirt. At least, that’s what I tell myself until Dillon Freaking Henry shows up on my doorstep in my hometown, demanding that I let him out of the friend zone.