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Kayla wants a daddy for her little girl. Navy SEAL Zack is perfect for the job. Kayla’s made wrong choices before, but she knows this one is right. Zack’s a strong, honorable man who will keep her baby safe. Zack’s been twisted up inside from the moment he laid eyes on Kayla. It’s been months, and he still can’t untangle his feelings. Especially after the single night they shared. A night that took their relationship out of the friend zone and put it firmly into the hot zone.

Bailey Jones doesn't know jack about babies, but she knows how much it sucks to have a deadbeat father. So when her sister drops off her newborn baby and then disappears, Bailey is ready and willing to confront anyone, including a Navy SEAL sniper, and make him do his duty. Alexei "Camel" Kamarov is not the sort of man to carelessly father a kid, but as the oldest of six, he does know a thing or two about babies. The firebrand on his doorstep might have mistakenly tagged him as the baby daddy, but Alexei is more than willing to give her a hands-on class in Baby 101.

A young virgin mafia princess falls for her punishing bad boy bodyguard while traveling to meet the man her father has arranged for her to marry in this steamy romantic suspense standalone.

Castor DeMatteo has been off-limits since I was a teenager. He used to be a nice jock who'd rustle my hair like I was his kid sister. Now? He's a capo of the Valentino crime family, lathered in ink and covered in gold rings… everywhere. How do I know? Because one night, at the restaurant where I work, he rented the back room and asked me to work it. There's only one problem… He's my brother's best friend.

The first sign of trouble was the rough, masculine voice. The second was the Scottish accent. God, Cecelia loved Scottish accents. The last was the scent - his scent - familiar and uniquely Colin. Cecelia had been through bad breakups before, but none had compared to the two, yes two, that had come at Colin’s hands, because she was apparently glutton for punishment and didn’t know better and was young and stupid and in love.

Heather O’Keith is the biggest, baddest female CEO around. She’s known for being tough as nails, fair to a fault, and a shark when it comes to securing contracts for her business, RoboTech. She’s also lonely. Not that she would tell anyone else that...least of all one Clay Steele - sexy, smart, cold, and a man with a business acumen that both matches and sometimes surpasses her own. But then fate catches them both at a weak moment and Heather realizes that she may not be the only lonely one. The big lug who seems to enjoy tormenting her in the business world also has a soft side.

Playing football is the only thing I've ever been good at and the thought of being a dad after my own is such a deadbeat terrifies me. But my son will know who I am... And June? The girl I haven't stopped thinking about for four years? I wasn't ready for her back then, and I'm not sure that's changed. I can't afford distractions. Not with my contract ending at the end of the season. So why do I invite them to live with me after a plumbing disaster destroys her apartment? Because I'm addicted. Addicted to her smiles, her curves, those damn yoga pants she wears around the house.

I used to believe love was easy to find. My whirlwind romance would begin once I was ready to take the plunge. Spoiler alert—every failed first date on record suggests otherwise. Just when I’m beginning to fault my lofty standards, Garrett Foster saunters onto the scene. The football star turned bar owner is quick to volunteer his services. He vows to deliver the best version of Mr. Right—just to prove first impressions deserve a second glance.

As the best running back in the league, I have no shortage of women wanting my attention. And I've eaten that up since being drafted to the Boston Blizzard… until now. Ever since I met Dia Spencer, I haven't been able to focus on anyone else. When we find ourselves outside a Vegas wedding chapel while celebrating the biggest win of my career, I shoot my shot and end up married for a night to the girl of my wettest dreams. But when I get the chance to keep her as my wife a little longer, I have to figure out a way to convince her to stay forever.

I've never been anything but the underdog. No matter how hard I worked, I was always good enough to be someone's backup but nothing more. I thought being drafted by Cleveland's brand-new expansion team would be a fresh start. But when I find myself taking the snaps, it becomes painfully clear that I need some extra help—in the form of secret meetups with the owner's daughter. Livvy Grant is everything a guy like me could want—smart, beautiful, and knows the game of football better than anyone. But what happens when our midnight coaching sessions move from the field to the bedroom?

Isaac Icari—the God of Hazelwood University—my stepbrother, my lover, my enemy. It was dangerous to let myself be swept up by him, but he’s a drug that I crave. I should have walked away the second I realized what he was involved with, when he revealed who his father truly was. Now it’s too late. We should have known better. Get too close to the sun and you get burned. I have no one to blame but myself. He is my downfall, and I am his.

Archer’s a corporate guy with the condo in the city, the expensive car, and the snooty friends I was never good enough for. And I’m not the girl he thought I was—polished, refined, and classy. I’ve got dirt on my boots—and in my hair, dusting my face, and covering my old truck. Our marriage was never going to work. I should just sign the papers.

Georgia Beck owns the bookshop in downtown Coral Canyon, and she knows the Young family well. After all, one of her best friends is the librarian, and Abby just married Otis's brother, Tex. When her ex-boyfriend keeps coming round the shop, trying to get her back, she needs a convincing reason for him to leave her alone. That reason is a new boyfriend, and the only person in the shop at the time is Otis Young. He's always keen to help a woman in distress, but he wasn't expecting a fake kiss to spark something very real inside his wounded heart.

Brooding. Grumpy. Loyal. Those were just a few words to describe the goalie who captured my heart all those years ago in high school—Dash Bridges. I can't deny that I've always had my eye on my brother's pensive best friend and teammate. He's been there for me in ways I can't describe. So when the opportunity presented itself to go on a speed date with him, how could I say no?

Every year, Nessa's village sacrifices a maiden to the dragon in the mountain. If they don't, the dragon will sweep down from his lair and destroy them all. When Nessa is chosen to be that year's sacrifice, she's prepared to be eaten—as much as anyone can prepare for such a thing. Instead, she finds herself swept away to a world of dragons, gnomes, and fae creatures beyond her imagination, leaving her with more questions than answers.

Beneath These Dark Skies is book 3 in the Ravenpeak Bay small-town romance series and follows Kolten Avery.

The white dress. The diamond ring. The full church. The...missing groom. Molly Miller had become a cliché when Jackson Davis left her at the altar, but she’d crawled back from the heartbreak and embarrassment and was living her dream of running a successful eatery in San Francisco.

Stef blamed the dating app. She saw his picture—his smile, the rugged line of his jaw, the way the man could fill out a suit, and like an idiot, she fell a bit in love with him. Idiot because no one ever really looked like their profile pic. Idiot also because if the man did look like his profile pic, then he certainly wasn’t going to be into a science geek who binged old sci-fi shows on the regular. But in a night of drunken insanity, she swiped right. Then in a morning of hungover unpleasantness, she saw that he’d swiped right, too. Suddenly, she found herself on a date.

My whole life I dreamed about meeting my knight in shining armor, but it turned out he was just a loser covered in tinsel. After I picked up the pieces and put myself back together, I swore to never let anyone else break my heart again. Call me a cynic, but after the mess I made of my life, I didn’t think a happily-ever-after was what fate had in store for me. At least that’s what I thought before I met Oliver.

It began with a cock. Of the rooster variety. It ended with a groomsman toppling into the wedding cake. Heidi hadn’t meant to be a bad bridesmaid. She loved her best friend and the man Kate was marrying. Who she didn’t love? The groom’s brother. The cocky - no pun intended - jerk had made Heidi aware of exactly what he thought of her. That being, she wasn’t worth anything more than a quick romp and a disappearing act before the sun rose.