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The moment I set eyes on Gabbi Sterling, I know she's mine. Unfortunately, she doesn't agree. Her brother owns my team. Her best friend told a little white lie. And my girl is giving me nine kinds of hell. Right up until we get lost in the woods together. Now, it's up to me to get her out safely. There's just one problem. I have a concussion and no clue where we are.

When I agreed to take my brother's new business partner out to dinner, I figured it would be just like any other boring business meeting. Then Jensen Sparks walks in the door and changes everything. There's no denying our attraction—it sizzles from the moment our hands touch, and I know that my rules of never mixing business with pleasure just flew right out the freaking window.

It didn't take me long to realize I'd made a mistake trying to regain my lost youth or something like that. I was headed right out the door when I saw her. The woman who will change my life forever. She bowled me over, and I got so caught up in making love to her, I forgot to get her name. When I wake up the next morning, ready to make her mine, I find my little tigress has disappeared.

Two pink lines = game changer. Because I got knocked up by Denver Kane. My best friend's older brother. An ex-con. He's supposed to be off-limits. But I've been hot for Denver since before he even realized I existed. And it's more than his bad boy persona. Sure, he's a sexy, hulking alpha male with a man-bun and the darkest eyes I've ever seen. But he's also captivating, genuine, and doesn't care what anyone thinks. 

He's known as Father Anton to his teammates - the brooding, sexy captain of the NHL's Chicago Blaze has a reputation for...not having a reputation. Just like his diet and sleep routines, celibacy is part of Anton Petrov's on-ice mojo. Or so they say. Anton stays mum on the subject. If the world thinks he chooses to abstain from sex, so be it. Better that than the truth getting out: There is a woman he burns for, but he can never have her. She's his teammate's wife, after all.

Sharp suit, fabled smile, and a sexy shyness guaranteed to equal one incredible lay. Translation: Levi Fairfield is impossible not to want. He's also damaged goods. Not that I care; I don't do relationships. I do casual. And going after men whose hearts are too shattered to function is the easiest way to get it. One night. That's always enough for me. Then a few things happen that I didn't count on. I can think of 100 ways to describe Mara, from the moment we meet. When she shows up on my doorstep with nothing to her name, I can't turn her away....The truth is, she needs me.

A trunk abandoned at Denver's Union Station more than a century ago leads Jillian and Nolan to untangle the mystery of its contents - including correspondence with the head of Pinkerton's National Detective Agency Denver office. While Nolan digs into the legalities of the findings, Jillian searches for the descendants of a stolen identity who might not be who they think they are on Colorado ranch land.  

Wasted, covered in glitter, and wearing the ugliest dress in existence. Also known as: me, the night I stumble into bed with a Fairfield. Cohen isn't my type. I mean, other than his legendary family genes, and a smirk that leaves me as breathless as it does enraged. One night. That's all I want. Then daylight comes, and all I want is to forget him. There's just one problem: that night was too incredible to black out. Actually, there are two problems. Now my sister wants me to be her surrogate. To carry her child. To be pregnant. But, as luck would have it . . . I already am.

Heartbroken in the City of Love, the last person Elizabeth Hastings expects to lend her a shoulder to cry on is her brother's best friend. Spencer Tate is opening up his first gym in London when a frantic call sends him to Paris to check on his best friend Sebastian's baby sister. If he's lucky, he can stop in for a minute and be back in London the next day. Easy peasy. Except the dorky bookworm he remembers is now all grown up with dangerous curves, lips just made for kissing, and eyes he could get lost in. Spencer. Is. Screwed.

Last month, I was living out of my car. Now I'm couch-surfing in Brooklyn. All I've got are some bad memories, an empty bank account, and a pigeon I named Hendrix. So when a mysterious, sinfully hot man offers me a deal, I have no choice but to accept. I'll pretend to be his live-in girlfriend for a month. In exchange, he'll give me a job at his exclusive club in Hell's Kitchen.

Who needs a man? They're nothing but a distraction. A disappointment. They sweep you off your feet, promise you forever. Then, as soon as another beautiful woman shows them interest, they leave you crying alone on the sidewalk with your dreams of a life together crushed. And the sexy playboy who keeps showing up everywhere I go is the definition of distraction and inevitable disappointment. I can live without that heartbreak. I have everything I need to make me happy - a job, school, friends, and family that I love. Yep. Mind made up. It's just a shame my heart didn't get the memo.

It's not that I don't believe Silas when he tells me who he really is. It's that I don't want to. Of all the families in all the world, that boy had to be a Fairfield. In retrospect, I should have guessed as much. A guy sneaking around the Acre Hotel, so irrationally handsome it leaves me breathless? There's only one bloodline he could've come from. One night. That's how long it takes before I'm hooked. Silas shows me, over and over again, that he isn't like his family. He comes from a life of bad luck and hard work, like me. We could have something incredible. And for a while, we do.

A rich girl trying to save the world. A hood rat living by a moral code of his own creation. Georgia knew the south side was going to be rough, but she never dreamed she'd come up against anyone quite like Tripp. When Tripp's kid brother gets caught up with a local street gang, the two of them have no choice but to set aside their differences and work together. 

Charly Johnson created a bucket list when cancer left her mother with less than a year to live. They didn't make it all the way through the list before she died, but she made Charly promise to finish it and live her life to the fullest. Spending the summer in a coastal mountain city in Maine is next on her list. The scenic town is perfect for finding adventure, and the quirky inn owner makes her feel right at home in the guest house. Except for the fact that her new living quarters belong to the owner's grump of a nephew.

When 15-year-old Tisha Crowder gets caught shoplifting, Attorney Nolan Duffy tries to protect her from consequences that could rattle her already troubled life. His daughter, Jillian, feels like she's the one being punished instead - by having Tisha assigned to work with her on a backlog of genealogy files. Tisha doesn't seem interested in taking the job seriously, and Jillian's patience wears thin. Besides, everyone in Canyon Mines knows the Crowder family has experienced generations of brokenness. Then a sliver of hope turns up.

Gwen Leland Locke is everything I always knew he would be. Professional baseball player and F-boy extraordinaire, Locke's the kind of man that no woman would ever give up a chance to call him theirs, even if for one night. He's just that good, and I hate that about him. Locke On the first day of...

Reyna I don't do relationships. A federal agent whose life revolves around rescuing kidnapped children, I've got no interest in catching any man who's not a criminal. So when my new assignment in Chicago requires me to get closer to a VIP Chicago Blaze fan, Blaze goalie Jonah West is the perfect...

Kit Molly Lynch isn't like any woman I've met before. The pretty, ball-busting reporter has a penchant for asking questions that dredge up memories I'd rather keep buried. I answer them, though, because I'm so intrigued by her—a mix of shy and bold, so set in her ways that the slightest change...

Daphne: Despite growing up among the privileged elite, I never cared about corporate ladders or dream weddings. I proudly wear the label of social justice warrior. Until a car accident changes everything. A video goes viral: Chicago's Hottest Bachelor, billionaire Olivier Durand pulling me from...

My life is pretty normal now. No demons. No soul contracts. No supernatural serial killers trying to stab me in a dark alley. It's all very safe—and boring. But when Lucifer shows up in Hell's Kitchen, he drags me into a dangerous game of cat and mouse. One I can't lose. If he gets his hands on me, he'll bind me to his side. Why? No one knows.