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Last January, I drunk-married my nemesis - hot, oversized geek Graham Tate. With no memory of how it came about, there was only one solution: run off before he woke up and pretend it didn't happen. It would have worked perfectly if I hadn't wound up pregnant. Graham is the opposite of everything I want in a man - practical, disciplined, frugal - but living with him until the baby arrives has me wondering if, perhaps, I've been wanting the wrong things all along. And if that drunk version of me last January might have been onto something.

I’m a hopeless romantic who loves making love, and I often fall for guys who don’t want to be serious. So, I promise myself no more one-night stands and no more heartbreak. But when I sneak away from a boring work party, only to end up sleeping with the handsome guy from the hotel bar, I fail at the first step in my new plan. When I get up in the morning, I stick to my strategy, and I don’t ask for his phone number or his last name. Even if he did give me a night I’ll never forget, I’m determined to be strong. Except he turns out to be my new roommate, and now, he’s living with me.

I wasn’t supposed to touch her. I was ordered to watch over her, be her "bodyguard". She’s the MC boss’s little sister. And I’m just a guy who does her brother’s dirty work. We’ve known each other for years. But nothing could have prepared me for that night. Her sass, her curves — she brought me to my knees. When Vorn finds out I touched his sister, I’m dead. I’m not the guy she wants. I’m the asshole with a dangerous past. But I can’t bring myself to walk away.

The email dropped into my mailbox about 9:30 on Tuesday night. I opened it, surprised to see that the email had been sent to a mailbox and email address I hadn’t used for ages.

The Men of Inked Heatwave Volume 5 features books 13-14 plus a novella in the USA Today bestselling spicy romantic suspense Men of Inked Heatwave series.

After my husband and I split, he ignored our divorce decree and hasn’t paid me a single dime owed to me. But when my former brother-in-law tells me he needs a fake wife to get his inheritance and save the family business from my ex’s hands, I can’t volunteer fast enough.

Cole Langston believes things happen in threes. So far, he’s landed an airliner in a blizzard after his captain had a heart attack and revived the captain, catapulting himself to national hero status as “Captain Incredible". Life is finally returning to normal for Cole, when he’s punched unconscious in airport store by a bully who doesn’t appreciate Cole’s interference in his diatribe against the saleswoman.

Ryan Sanderson has 10 days to convince his wife Susannah to give their marriage another chance - and there is nothing he won’t do to win her back, even if he has to play a little dirty.... Listen to Marie Force’s first published novel now with an all new extended epilogue!

Being a single dad while managing one of the biggest businesses in New Orleans keeps me very busy. I spend my free time with my daughter, Bella—reading to her, styling her hair, or choosing nail polishes appropriate for an eight-year-old. But I’m okay with that, because she is my whole world. After my divorce, I made myself a promise: I wouldn’t date until Bella was older. Then, all my good intentions go up in smoke when I hire our newest chef for the flagship restaurant in the French Quarter.

Trent “Diablo” Dillon—he’s my devilishly hot boss, and he’s gonna make my money problems disappear. The catch? Pretend to be his girlfriend at three weddings this summer. He needs to get his pushy family off his back. I need a windfall. Besides, I’m used to dealing with Trent’s demands at work. But sharing a bed with my fake boyfriend is more than I can take. After one sizzling night, I’m addicted to his rock hard…er, abs. The craziest part? I’m falling for my grumpy boss—the one who plans to never settle down. My feelings for him are real. And so is this baby I’m having in nine months.

Tasha Volkov has been on the run for three years from a brutal cartel who want her dead. Aka: her family. She already paid a heavy price for crossing them, and has the scars to prove it. Her only choice is to keep running, even if the tiny town of Pine Valley feels more like home to her than anywhere else she's ever been. The last place Zodiac Tactical agent Andrew Zimmerman expected to find the missing Volkov sister was with his friends at the Crossroads Mountain Retreat in the mountains of Tennessee—a place for wounded law enforcement and veterans to heal.

I am never alone. Not even when I am alone. I see the unquiet dead, the souls that wander through the French Quarter. They can’t move on, and I can’t stop seeing them. I wear malachite for protection, and I control what I let in. It’s the only way to stay sane. Everything changes the day Cassian Winslow joins my ghost walking tour and knocks my world off its axis with green eyes the color of the stone around my neck. An unspeakable evil is loose in New Orleans, taking young women and leaving a bloodbath in its wake. More shadows lurking for me. More unhappy dead.

Celebrity chef Antony Renard has been banished to Calico Cove while his bad-boy reputation gets a makeover. Just because he's famous—and hotter than a french fry—doesn't mean he gets whatever he lays those ice-blue eyes on…namely, me. This food truck girl knows he's out of my league and probably has a trail of broken hearts that lead back to his kitchen in California. The chemistry that flares hot between us doesn't matter. We're total opposites. He's a control freak, and I hate rules. He dates models, and I date… um, no one.

Remi Carter has survived her fifteen minutes of fame and is putting LA in her rearview mirror. As a former reality show contestant, she’s trading staged expeditions and faked wilderness tours for real adventures. Only one fluke storm in Glacier National Park has her stranded with a handsome man, and adventure takes on a whole new meaning. Seth King is as rugged and sexy as he is annoyed to be trapped with Remi. Probably because she ghosted him at the local bar not three days ago. But she’s got her reasons for ditching him.

Matt Sullivan broke my heart when I was eighteen, and I told myself I would never forgive him. And I haven't. I won't. Except not forgiving him was a lot easier when I didn't live in Calico Cove. After ten years away, I'm back in my hometown, and Matt Sullivan is everywhere. He's the captain of the ferry boat that takes me out to see my mom and grandmother. He's always at my sister's bookstore. I can't even get a cup of coffee without seeing his stupid, handsome face. It doesn't seem to matter that we're mortal enemies. Our chemistry is still as explosive as ever.

Evelyn Watts spent every summer of her childhood in Oleander Springs, escaping the orderly confines of her life and submerging herself into the chaos and fun found there. But those summers ended four years ago, and since then, new plans were paved—ones that required focus, discipline, and a new ending that didn't involve Oleander Springs... Until she drove those plans off the rails. Now Evelyn's back in Oleander Springs, Hudson's no longer looking at her like she's just a friend, and she realizes that childhood crushes evolve into adult fantasies.

Former vigilante-for-hire Simon Barré has one steadfast rule: stay far away from celebrities. Too bad Simon’s first assignment at Stark Security is to protect A-list actress Francesca Muratti. He can’t even turn down the assignment, as that would be violating his second rule—never fail a woman. Now he finds himself up-close-and-personal with a high-maintenance diva whose flash and sass drives him crazy—but whose touch he undeniably craves.

That's when Lincoln's publicist comes up with a way we can work together, and it's brilliant. But when my father sees who I'm partnering with for my new project, he couldn't be more disappointed. It's further proof that there's too much stacked against us to ever come clean with our families.

The day I met the star wide receiver, he was acting like a grumpy ass, and I was so over big, bulky men messing with my life. He was gorgeous, with wide shoulders, a chiseled jaw hidden behind a week's worth of scruff, and the meanest glare I've seen in my life. So what if he was injured during a game? At least he's alive, not that he appreciates it. Now it's a new school year, but some things never change.

There are two things you need to know about me. First, I am not cool. No, no, don't let my tuxedo shirt and anklet socks fool you. I'm twenty-six-year-old-virgin not cool. I'm carry-my cat-around-in-a-special-backpack not cool. Second, I'm cursed. Every Piedmont woman is. We are doomed to fall in love with men who will break our hearts. So, I'm never going to fall in love. But I wouldn't mind a little flirting. To do it, I need someone to teach me how.