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Cass Morgan is used to hitting home runs. Sunday Lane is the strike he never saw coming. An MLB legend and a single mom. Ordinarily, their paths would never cross. But when a career-threatening injury and a cross-country move put them in each other's paths, two pink lines forever entangle their lives.

Single mother Emily is resigned to yet another stressful holiday season alone. That is, until she meets a charismatic man playing Santa in a local bar. Their chance meeting leads to a playful and flirtatious text exchange throughout the holiday season until Santa is on her doorstep, ready to give Emily her Christmas wishes.

It all started one night when a sexy billionaire bought me a drink, and I accidentally tossed it all over his five-thousand-dollar suit. He tried to blame me, but it was his fault because of his lack of respect for my personal boundaries. I offered to pay for the dry cleaning and gave him my number to tell me how much it cost. He did, and we ended up spending the night together. Long story short. The condom broke, I forgot to take my pill two days in a row, and we mistakenly created a baby.

Long story short. I needed to find a wife. My mother's final attempt to hold control over me from beyond the grave was temporarily appointing my uncle, her brother, Chairman and CEO of our family company, Bradshaw Capital. She stipulated in her will something I didn't see coming—marry within the year of her passing, remain wed for another, and the company would be mine. As absurd as that was, I had no choice if I wanted control of the company that was rightfully mine. While in Vegas, I met a captivating woman, a fellow New Yorker named Stella Harper, who was financially strapped and jobless.

After losing my job and my home in the same day, I need a miracle. And that miracle is coming in the form of an interview with the son of a local oil baron, Gentry King. The catch? I have to hop on a private jet with said gorgeous oil baron to get to the interview. Except, I miss the interview when we get waylaid by a snowstorm. Now I’m stranded with Mr. King. In the same hotel room. With only one bed.

It started one night in Vegas over a naughty cocktail and dirty banter. Eight months of bedded bliss later, Gilly Nelson says the two words Ezra Baker never saw coming: “I’m pregnant.” Twice-divorced Ezra has always acted first, thought it through later. Except in Gilly he finds an equal; a strong-willed, independent woman who doesn’t need his money or kind heart to get ahead. She just wants him.

“It’s great fun to watch [Kit] Frick’s two narratives collide and diverge.” —The New York Times Book Review An Elle Best Mystery and Thriller Book of 2024 From critically acclaimed author Kit Frick, this “storytelling feat, with twin narratives that race each other to a...

As the eldest son of Seattle’s current mob boss, Carmine Martinelli’s life has never really been his own. But he doesn’t mind because his family means more to him than his life. Which is why he's determined to make those responsible for the death of his aunt and uncle pay—in inventive and gruesome ways. And what better way to do that than to infiltrate the Russian Mafia from the inside? It’s a good thing the bratva’s princess is stunning and seemingly willing to do whatever he asks. This vengeance could be the perfect mix of business and pleasure.

My entire life changed when I met a hot and sexy billionaire named Charlie Stone at the Chicago airport. I wasn't prepared for the journey I was about to embark on when I found out I was pregnant, which resulted from one drunken night neither of us barely remembered.

I thought I was part of their world. That I belonged with them—the outlaws who stole my heart and taught me to fight for my own freedom. But when I learned the truth, I ran. And found myself captured again. Guy Gisbourne is everything Rob and his crew aren't. Polished. Respected. Dangerous in a way that doesn't look like danger—until it's too late. He says he's saving me, but his version of "protection" feels a lot like a prison. He's got a plan for me, a story he's spinning where I'm the lost, fragile girl in need of rescuing. I've played the damsel before. I'm not playing it again.

I'm not sure how I ended up married to my sister's pro football player ex-fiancé, but my vicious hangover might have something to do with it. It slowly comes back to me. My family vineyard. A secret clause in my grandmother's will. An allergic reaction. Benadryl. Way too much tequila. And a wedding gown meant for someone else to wear in just a few days.

When fate steps in, and I end up sitting right beside star tight end Asher Nash at the annual Vegas Aces charity ball, he has no idea that I'm his new coach's daughter.

s time has passed, the virus has changed, but civilization still struggles to rebuild. The only way forward is to find a cure. That cure is in Nila . . . literally. Within her, she carries the final gift from Lev: twin boys, and one of them is the key to ending it all. While she only wants to move forward with her group, live on the mountain, and survive, Nila shoulders the responsibility of the entire human race within her womb. Decisions are made by the group but things are not what they seem. The good comes with a cost.

I went to Vegas to celebrate my divorce, and the pro football star was there celebrating his new contract. I heard someone call his name, and I wasn't about to miss my chance to get with the man my ex had idolized. I didn't find out until long after a sizzling night filled with fingertips dragging along skin and breathless whispered pleas that it was a case of mistaken identity. I never thought I'd see him again, but then he walks into my office. I'm working hard to rebuild myself as a financially independent single mother when my eyes lift to the VIP client my boss warned me about.

Books 1-3 of the Oil Kings series. A widowed oil tycoon with four adult kids learns each son needs to marry before they get the oil trust money their mother left them, and they're running out of time.

When people think of Kentucky, three things usually come to mind: bourbon, Colonel Sanders's secret chicken recipe, and the glamorous Kentucky Derby. Add college basketball to that list, and you have yourself a superfecta. Looking beyond these time-honored traditions, however, visitors will find in Kentucky a diverse patchwork of faces and places, each as unique as the state's geography. Kentucky, Y'all is an entertaining and informative compilation of the state's favorite oddities, cultural quirks, traditions, and rites of passage.

When I presented as an Omega and ran away from home, I had only one goal in mind: to disappear. I was doing a damn good job of it, too… until I caught their scents. Denver, the alpha-hole mercenary with a heart of stone. Memphis, the cinnamon roll hunter-tracker with fire in his soul. And Camden, the golden retriever survivalist with kind blue eyes. I should've stayed away, but I could barely think through the heat threatening to burn me up from the inside out. By the time I discovered they were a team put together by my sadistic stepfamily to drag me home, it was already too late.

Escape. That was my sole focus. Forget the headlines, forget the threats. Forget what happened? Never. I fled the big city in the desert to hide in a small town amongst the pines. My plan was to blend in, work until I had enough money, then vanish. There’s just one problem: I didn't factor in having a boss like Connor Vale.

I was the one stupid enough to hope for a happily ever after. It was my fault she was gone. It was my fault for being dumb, and being hopeful, and being in love. I knew better, and I didn't listen to my own warning bells. I'd been too deafened by Dominic Reed's love, and now others were paying the price. People I loved were in danger—my life was in danger—and we still didn't know why. We still didn't know who was doing this or what they wanted. Other than me. Me. A nobody. A girl broken from the inside out. A girl with a lightning temper and death-wish determination.

Being the drummer for Raging Chaos is the only thing that’s kept me going for the past six years. Even the music isn’t enough to drown out the guilt that's been suffocating me since what happened to Tori. When Sadie storms into my life, ripping through my trepidations, sorrows, and bitterness, I can't help but wonder if she could be my second chance.