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There are rumors going around about my twin stepbrothers. HUGE rumors. I try to ignore gossip, but it’s easier said than done when it involves reports about the size of things that a stepsister should know nothing about. Ethan and Nathan are the identically gorgeous hunks of man-flesh that have just moved into my house. I could barely look at them before the rumors, with their ridiculously twinkly blue eyes and smiles that turn me into a mindless puddle of goo. We’re supposed to be family, and I’m trying my hardest to be a welcoming stepsister.

When I discover my boyfriend Eddie has a side chick, I’m humiliated and furious. But I dry my tears and pull up my big girl panties. I don’t want him back, but I want him out of my head and my heart. Time to turn to every woman’s medicine in a time of crisis: chocolate and cocktails. But my friends have other ideas. They tell me the best kind of healing is the hot, sweaty, toe-curling, mind-blowing kind. So, on a drunken night, I take a chance and kiss three hotter-than-sin men until my knees are weak and my pulse is racing.

I want a man who’s ready to settle down and make babies with me, but I can’t seem to stay away from the bad boys—especially when there are four of them! My four new bosses, Nathan, Ash, Derek, and Landon—each of them sexier than the last—have different ideas. Gorgeous and wildly successful, they're playboys who love to have a good time—no strings, just for kicks. How can I focus on finding a family man if I'm having meaningless fun with them?

This Christmas, the forecast calls for two pairs of hot brothers and zero chill. I’ve been single all year, but apparently the North Pole delivers in bulk, because now I have more men than I can unwrap. It all starts when I volunteer to play Mrs. Claus for a charity event, and not one, but four Santas show up, each one looking like he belongs on a romance novel cover. When the “extras” put on helper costumes instead of bulky red suits, I discover there’s nothing miniature about these elves.

When my best friend shacks up with eight gorgeous tattoo artists, I decide it’s time to shake up my life. A ticket to Australia seems like a perfect way to find some desperately needed fun and leave behind the black cloud hanging over me. The cool beach bar I stumble into draws me in with its chilled music and boho vibe. But it’s the nine scorching hot men who own and run the bar that make me want to stay. When they offer me a job, I make it my mission to experience absolutely everything Cloud 9 has to offer. And that includes the owners!

Five ruthless ranchers have bought my farm, and they want to include me in the deal. After Pa dies and I discover he's mortgaged our farm to pay gambling debts, I'm forced to sell my home and only asset. On auction day, I watch my elusive neighbors, the Bradford brothers, buy the land that's been in my family for generations. Left with nothing but the clothes on my back and a small bag of personal possessions, I risk sleeping in the barn for one night. That's where they find me.

When I asked the Banbury brothers to show me their hoses, I had no idea they were firefighters! I’m in Thailand at my best friend’s wedding, when I decide that it’s time for me to search for some heat of my own. A little vacation fling is just what I need to turn my lukewarm life into a raging inferno. Except there is nothing little about the guys I choose.

Melissa is a small-town girl who doesn't think she needs a man. But when she bumps into a gorgeous man who desperately needs her help, she just has to play along. Dr. Carl, the stunning pulmonologist with those to-die-for eyes, needs a stand-in girlfriend to drive away his annoying coworker. He happens to bring it up to his patient Melissa who makes him forget about his boundaries.

When I run into Tyler Evans at the car-repair shop, I want to slap the smirk off his face. I've broken down on the way to a wedding when I'm greeted by the guy who ghosted me four years ago. He left my body deliciously wrecked and my heart uncomfortably bruised, and if he wasn't surrounded by five other hot mechanics, I'd call out his terrible behavior. But all the men at Deep Repairs are smoking hot, with bulging arms covered in grease and tattoos, and chiseled abs glistening in the summer heat.

I know the way I feel is wrong, and I try to push it all aside. I find another man and even go so far as getting engaged. It’s what I need; a normal relationship that leads to a normal life. Except that isn’t what I get. My fiancé doesn’t turn up to our engagement party, and guess who’s there to pick up the pieces. Jared and Jamie are my amazing, perfect, twin stepbrothers, and they know excellent ways to make me feel better. Even my wildest imaginings have never come close.

The four annoying boys who were responsible for the worst moments of my childhood have grown into four irritating, hot-as-sin MEN. I try to ignore them but they torment me during the day and haunt my dreams at night. Oh, and did I mention...they're my stepbrothers. Adam, Matt, and identical twins Josh and Jake would be most girls' dream - but not mine. Sure, they're tall, dark, gorgeous, and successful, but I don't want them and I don't need them - at least that's what I tell myself, until I spend one mind-blowing week at their beach house.

After the most embarrassing moment of my life (a public and very unexpected "O" while riding on Logan Evans' shoulders!), the Evans brothers offer to take me on practice dates so I can get some experience with the opposite sex.

When Dad disappears and Mom remarries, the last thing I expect to get thrown into the dowry is a panty-melting, sexy-as-hell stepbrother. I guess that's what Cory means by fate. Of course, It'd be all right if every time I looked at him I didn't feel what I did. I have no reason to, either. I mean, it's not like he's athletic, or particularly well-endowed, or completely f--king drop dead gorgeous, is he?

When Mom tells me she’s getting married and moving to Antigua, I don’t know what to do. My friends are all in relationships, and I can’t afford to pay rent on my own. With no other options, I reluctantly accept my stepfather’s offer to move in with his sons. I imagine two preppy guys who look like their dad, so I’m not expecting the five huge men who greet me at the door to their mansion.

Ten years ago, my four stepbrothers left without a backward glance. Now they've returned, and they're not looking at me like a little sister anymore. When I was a shy, awkward teen, my stepbrothers were my world. As my protectors and my best friends, they provided an escape from the noisy drama of our parents’ tumultuous marriage. My big brothers meant everything to me, and I thought I meant something to them. But they made it clear I didn’t when all four of them left town just after my 16th birthday without so much as a good-bye.

Includes Taste: A Stepbrother Romance, Urge: A Stepbrother Romance, and Greed: A Stepbrother Romance, all by Stephanie Brother.

After being dumped at a strip club during my bachelorette party, I didn't expect to be rescued by four hot-as-sin men who work there. One moment, I'm staring at the gorgeous twin strippers up on stage. The next, I'm reading a devastating text from my fiancé. I moved across the country for that jerk, and now I have nowhere to go. Then four men step in to dry my tears. They invite me to the house they share and take care of me. I should be mourning the end of my engagement, but instead I'm mesmerized by my new roommates.

They call them the Beast Brothers. On the field, they’re brutes. Off the field, they’re huge and hard, and have a reputation for going at it like animals.

‘Back to Highschool’ frat parties aren’t my scene. But when the games start, and I’m dared to join in, I can’t resist. You see, dares have always provided an excuse to be a crazy and exciting version of me. The kind of girl who steps into a closet wearing a little black dress and a blindfold, with no idea what to expect.

Carlo Lambretti betrayed us, so now his debt will be paid in the most brutal way imaginable—with his daughter’s innocence. Once a little mafia princess, Aemelia Lambretti has fallen far. The raven-haired beauty shows up unexpectedly, waitressing at our sister’s wedding. At first, we think it’s a trap—a spy sent by her family or, worse, an assassin with vengeance in her veins. But she’s clueless about the blood spilled between our families, unaware of how her father’s betrayal led to our brother’s death. We let her go, planning to discover more about her when the wedding is over.