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Brody Tannen has been the boss for way too long, putting everyone’s needs above his own. It’s the way his family farm stood while fate took shot after shot against them. But now he’s got a chance to figure things out for himself. Everyone keeps pushing him one way, but deep down he knows which way he should go. Towards her…Erica Cole, the rough and rowdy woman that’s always been one of the guys. Except to him. Brody loves her inappropriate humor and smudges of grease on her cheeks.

Derrick "The Love Whisperer" King gives out relationship and sex advice on the radio to everyone, but he’s giving me something a bit more personal. Nobody’s ever talked to me the way he does. Daring, demanding, sexy...and oh, so dirty. Maybe we started this whole thing a little backward, sex first and getting to know each other after. But I'm starting to let my guard down, my untrusting heart beginning to think that maybe fairy tales do come true. Even for me.

One look, and panties drop. One night, and they're ready to marry me. Too bad I'm not interested in anything more than a taste. Until I'm tempted by Little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes. She's a good girl, the kind I want to possess, dominate, ruin. No one's ever told me no, and I'm not about to let it stop me now.

Bruce Tannen is better known by his nickname Brutal, because once upon a time, he was a monster on the football field. Now, he’s a farmhand on what used to be his family’s land, and change is all around him. A new family, new expectations, and even new friends. It’s all just fine by him until he runs into the one woman to ever hold his heart. The past comes back with a wallop of a tackle that even he can’t take.

Thomas Goldstone. A man of a billion-dollar deals in custom-tailored suits, he demands more than your best. He’s scary. Driven. Haunted by inner demons that have taken him to the brink. But beneath the arrogant, controlling facade lies a heart of gold. It makes me want to solve him one growly, messy piece at a time. To be the only one who sees the truth of the man.

Is it really a dream come true if it means losing the one thing you never knew you needed? Willow Parker is excited to move to Podunk, Nowheres-ville. That’s what she’s telling herself, but it’s not working until she meets a dark-eyed, honey-voiced cowboy. That’s when her new small-town life starts looking a lot less temporary. Bobby is a big-hearted storyteller, wrapped in a sexy, gruff, hard-working, family man package that makes Willow’s pillow-soft heart race and body hum.

Thomas Goldstone. A man of billion dollar deals in custom-tailored suits, he demands more than your best. He's scary. Driven. Haunted by inner demons that have taken him to the brink. But beneath the arrogant, controlling façade lies a heart of gold. It makes me want to solve him one growly, messy piece at a time. To be the only one who sees the truth of the man.

I’m Poppy Woodstock. Romance author and wholehearted believer in Happily Ever Afters. A terminal case of writer’s block should be my biggest worry. Then I crash into him - literally - and fall into the most gorgeous pair of blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Connor Bradley. Thief, rebel...and my new neighbor. One slip with the bad boy next door, and my life becomes stranger than any fiction I could ever write. I impulsively tell his mother that I’m his fiancée, forcing him to help me.

Dangerous. Intense. Utterly obsessed. And so off limits, I'm in trouble. One kiss with Mr. Tall, Dark, and Scary broke the trance. I was sleepwalking through life until the day he stormed in. Gabriel Jackson. With his boy-next-door charm and dimpled grin, he jolts me wide awake. He makes me crave the dark heat he promises. To frolic in the lust behind his eyes.

Have you ever had one of those really bad days at work? You know, one where your sexy AF boss catches you photocopying your backside in his office? No? Just me, then? I blame my bestie and partner-in-chaos. She challenged me with a not-so-innocent dare that I should’ve flat out declined. But I’m an adrenaline junkie, and now, here I am. I know it sounds crazy, and daredevil tendencies aside, I definitely went too far to get his attention. But you haven’t seen him. Colton Wolfe. My boss. Tall, dark, handsome, and with the sexiest British accent I’ve ever heard.

I'm used to getting what I want. But I've never wanted anyone like her. I'm the CEO. I dominate the boardroom with my presence. What I want, I get. I have the world at my beck and call. But that no longer excites me. Nothing does. Until she comes along. My Rose. Her deep blue eyes. Her tempting curves. They call to me, holding my attention like nothing has in years. I should walk away, but the soft sighs spilling from her plump lips are addictive.

Grumpy single dad? Me. Sassy nanny with a past? Her. And a too-smart-for-her-own-good pre-teen? That’d be my beloved daughter. Being a single dad isn’t easy. Neither is running a billion-dollar company. Parenting is definitely harder, but I’ve been doing just fine—at least, that’s what I keep telling myself. And then another nanny quits. I’m not asking for much, just someone to help manage our carefully planned schedule, put up with my surliness, and not run away from the challenges my twelve-year-old daughter presents. Sounds easy enough, right? Apparently not.

I'm heartless and cutthroat. It's just the way I was raised. I had no regrets. Until she showed up. It started with her old man. That stubborn bastard set me up. He knew what he was doing. I fell for her before I even heard her voice. What was he thinking, trying to set her up with a prick like me? She's too good for me. I should've walked away. But every time she told me no, it only made me want to chase her more.

I see dead people. No, not like that movie. I’m a coroner, and yes it's the kiss of death on my dating life. When men find out what I do, I'm lucky to hear, “It was nice meeting you”. Until I almost accidentally kill Blake Hale with my car. Instead of being freaked out by me, he’s intrigued. No matter how much I try to scare him off, he keeps coming back for more. And for a follow-the-rules guy, he’s breaking them all for me.

I had it all planned out. A perfect getaway, in a perfect forest locale, with my perfect boyfriend. It should’ve been...perfect. Until he breaks up with me, leaving me all alone when a stranger walks in on me post-shower, getting a too-good look at my bare backside.

I'm assigned to help superstar tight end, Duncan Hart, rehab his elbow. His chiseled features melt the hearts of women everywhere, including mine. There's just one problem. Duncan's an asshole, with an ego the size of a football stadium. He lives for the roar of the crowd. He thrives on it. And he wants to let me experience the Hart attack - yes, he has a name for it. But that's not going to happen. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.

On the surface, I’ve got it all - a great job, good friends, a cute apartment, and a smart mouth. The only problem? I’m in love with a man who doesn’t know I exist. We’ve all had that crush. The one you dream about, even though he’s ridiculously out of reach. Well, my crush is a lot closer. Daniel Stryker is sexy, smart, handsome…and in a double-whammy "why me?" twist of fate, he’s also my boss and my best friend’s dad. But when a night out turns into a drunken admission of some uncomfortable truths, things change.

When my brother’s best friend asks me to fake marry him to secure a business deal he desperately needs, I laugh in his face. Me, help Carter Harrington? That’s split-your-pants, rip-roaring hilarious. I don’t even like him.

I'm normally not into jocks, but when Troy Wood asks me out, I feel like I'm the Chosen One. After all, he's hot as hell and Silver Lake's best athlete, practically the king of campus. God's gift to women - that's what they call him, but I'll make a gentleman out of him. Everything is perfect, and he already practically has his ticket to the big leagues. There's just one little problem. I'm hiding a secret that could destroy him and his future. I can't tell him. I can't tell him that I'm pregnant with his baby.

I’m not exactly the "take home to Mom" type. I’m too outspoken and have never met an expectation I didn’t want to challenge. And to put it bluntly, my professional career of being an intimate relationships counselor doesn’t make for polite dinner conversation.