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Just how wrong is it to want my best friend's little sister? And, how do you fix a broken heart? This inquiring mind wants to know. It probably doesn't matter though because Nora hates me. If you ever wondered, it is possible to live and work with someone in a small town and not speak to said person for months. That's how long Nora ignores me after I tell her commitment isn't for me. I didn't know I was already in love with her. I didn't know I was breaking my own heart by telling myself it was too complicated to fall for my best friend's sister.

As owner of a well-respected national newspaper, Calvin Cabot has the means to indulge his capricious taste for excess—and the power to bring the upper crust of society to its knees. So when a desperate heiress from his past begs for his help, Calvin agrees . . . as long as she promises to stay out of his way. Except, like the newsman, this willful beauty always gets what she wants . . .

Elias is not the kind of guy who'd fall for me. He's grumpy, and he's need-a-fan hot. I totally have a thing for him. My romance radar is broken, and I'm still smarting from my last epic disaster in dating. I'm better off giving up any hope of romance. Except I want it all: happily-ever-after and a family to boot. My stupid biological clock is ticking. Loudly. In a turn of events I did not expect, Elias saves me from a porcupine burglar and kisses me.

Diego is distracting. He shows up in my yoga class with his smokin' hot bod and enough brawn to set the world on fire. Cue the melting. He oozes the rugged hero vibe, rides a motorcycle, and flies planes in the wilds of Alaska. He's all man and then some. I came to this small town for a fresh start, and I don't need to be rescued. Except maybe if Diego's the one doing the rescuing, I wouldn't mind at all. I've got it all under control until he kisses me. I'm not just melting, I'm aflame, and my heart's in free fall. There's only one man I want to catch me.

If I have to marry a Princess I’ve never met, let’s have a little fun first. I want to know what I’m dealing with. It was only supposed to be an afternoon in disguise, but then a snowstorm hits and everything changes. Now I’m spending the night in a cabin with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. A woman who has secret fantasies … ones I can fulfill … so long as she thinks I’m not royalty. Turns out, neither of us are what we seem.

I am a researcher. I read books, conduct experiments, and live quietly on the fringes of the orc town. All I want is peace, quiet, and a female to satisfy the wild urges of my orc body so they don't distract me from my work. Getting a human wife through the Temple seems like a logical solution—until I bring her home and she starts sowing chaos. She moves my books, cuts my herbs to make bouquets, and replaces the blessed silence with laughter and song. For such a tiny person, she can be very loud. And opinionated.

Being a Prince may be my f--king duty, but there’s no way in hell I’m living in the stuffy castle. I prefer my cabin in the woods; the one I built with my own two hands. The time has come for my arranged marriage. Hell, there are worse things than having a woman in my bed every night. Regardless of who this Princess is, I’m not changing my ways. But then Iris shows up with ultimatums and a perfect p*ssy. One of us has gotta give.

Leaving my bankrupt island for this frigid mountain is the last thing I want. When my father sends me off to marry a wild prince in exchange for a dowry that can save the country, I do my duty. Hunter is determined to sleep with me, but the last thing I need is for him to bed me and leave me before I get him to the altar. Problem is, my panties are soaked every time he glances my way. And my heart? It’s racing the moment his lips so treacherously meet mine. It’s not just my reputation at stake; my entire country is counting on me. No pressure.

Daphne is everything I don't need, and she makes me crazy in all the wrong ways. This princess does not belong in the wilderness. Or, so I think. But then, thought is hard to come by around Daphne. Between flying tourists all over Alaska's skies, hotshot firefighting on the side, and raising my sixteen-year old sister, I don't have time for anything, much less for a woman. But time's been laughing at me ever since Daphne showed up. I can't get her out of my mind, and my control has fled the building. Oh, and I'm her boss.

I knew the moment I saw him at the front of the classroom I was in hell, because Dashiel “Dash” Hampton was the devil. Even if I didn’t need the class to graduate, there was no way I could drop it. I couldn’t give him the satisfaction. Besides, we’ve been enemies for years…one semester with him as my T.A. wouldn’t kill me. Sometimes you have to lose to win.

Mason Creek, Montana, is my home. It always has been and truth is, there is no place like it. I can hide away in a big city, pretend as if I'm not drowning. I can ignore the sadness inside my heart that is begging for a change. But if I'm being honest, my sense of belonging has disappeared. I thought I wanted the big city life, the fast track, and all the glamorous things. Turns out, there's nowhere I'd rather be than home. Coming back to help run my mom's business gave me the perfect escape.