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New York Times bestselling author Lynsay Sands brings readers a Valentine’s Day tale with a bite. Mirabeau LaRouche knew she had a job to do, but she never expected her assignment to take her through New York City's dark, dank underground-in her bridesmaid gown, no less! And when her partner...

Do the job. Free the high-value target from a compound in Afghanistan and get out. Simple, right? Until I saw her. She begged me for help. I didn't think. Grabbed her and her kid and ran. FUBAR didn't even come close to covering what happened next. And then I disappeared. It doesn't matter that I had no choice. That the President of the United States ordered me to do the job. I still abandoned them. When she's in trouble, I cant stay away. But how can I convince her my darkness will destroy her?

Brooklyn Tanner and Andrew Brinks have a long history...one she wants nothing more than to forget. Considering he's her best friend's brother and single father to two amazing girls who mean the world to her, it's almost impossible. When the man she's been dating proposes, she thinks it's exactly what she needs to finally close this chapter of her life. After all, over 16 years have passed since she gave Andrew Brinks her heart, only for him to destroy it. Why should that matter now? But it matters to Drew. When he learns of her engagement, he realizes he has a decision to make.

Best friend rule number one: Never want the guy’s sister. Oops.

It was supposed to be the perfect summer job. Housesitting in the Hamptons. And then he showed up. Lance Welles. Moody. Broody. Wealthy. Sexy. And cocky. So damn cocky. He'll let me stay for the summer. But only if I pretend to be his girlfriend. I agree. Why wouldn't I? It's not like I'll fall in love. The first time I saw Vivienne Radcliffe, she was in a fire-engine-red bikini. Setting fire to my house. Well, not exactly my house. The garden of my Hamptons estate. She says the house is hers for the summer. But it isn't long before I realize . . . I want Vivienne to be mine forever.

Nash: In business, I'm ruthless. The Black Knight of Wall Street. And in the ring, I'm downright vicious. I don't rescue damsels in distress. Nixie is on the run from her past. She's a distraction I don't need, a complication I don't want. But when she needs a husband to claim her inheritance, I'm only too willing to play the part. Nixie: Nash is my fiance, but he isn't mine. Our vow to love, honor, and cherish each other, till death do us part, is a promise we have no intention of keeping. Our union is a solution to my problems. The ultimate marriage of convenience.

Vance Hale has everything. A ridiculous amount of money, an Ivy-league education, and a 1,000-watt smile that can charm the designer dress right off a girl. He’s also going to have a future that includes me—whether he wants it or not. I don’t care that he’s trying to reform his playboy ways, or that he made a bet to go 90 days without the touch of a woman. I’ve spent the last decade planning my revenge and I need a partner in crime. This gorgeous, cunning man should do fine.

She’s pregnant with another man’s baby. He’s now the father to his little niece. A sexy rom com with all the feels! My software company has been my number one, two, and three priorities. But that all changes when I suddenly become the guardian of my three-year-old niece. Now my world has turned topsy-turvy with princesses and little-girl tea parties. When Hannah Morrell needs a place to stay after the pipes in her apartment burst, I invite her to move in with my niece and me. Hannah is a pediatric nurse, and given my situation, who could ask for a better roommate. Sounds easy.

There are moments in our lives that define us. For Brooklyn Tanner, it's the summer before her junior year of high school. The summer boys finally begin to notice her. The summer he finally begins to notice her. Andrew Brinks. Handsome. Popular. Star hockey player. Her best friend's brother. For one summer, she's happy, carefree, and convinced she'll finally experience what she's been dreaming about for years...her first kiss. But just like everything else in her life, it comes at a price she may not be ready to pay.

A chance encounter with a masked stranger at a charity ball led to an incredible kiss and a night of hot sex. The kiss was my goal for that night, a baby step forward after my husband’s death a year ago. The hot sex? Not so much. You know what else hadn’t been my goal? To be knocked up by a man whose identity is a mystery to me.

One-night stand rule number one: Always check the condom’s expiry date.

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Kissing-under-the-mistletoe rule number one: Never kiss your ex-fiancée. Oops. My plans for the Christmas break include: drive to Lake Tahoe, learn to ski, enjoy hot, earth-shattering sex (and end my sex drought), and meet my "forever love" under the mistletoe. Right. The last one was my friend’s prediction, but you never know. What I don’t count on is a flat tire, a major blizzard, and for Liam Quade, my ex-fiancé and the man who broke my heart 10 years ago, to come to my rescue.

Fake boyfriend rule number one: Never fall for your fake girlfriend. Oops. I run Aphrodite’s Boutique, a store that specializes in all things love-related. A store that I adore with all my heart, and which is at risk of being shut down and replaced with a condo development. To save it, all I have to do is pretend to be Travis Hamilton’s girlfriend. Sounds simple enough. Right?