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Returning to my small hometown after I crashed and burned in the city is bad enough. Having my lifelong rival, Wes Stryker, rub it in my face doesn't make it easier. Even worse, I'm hired to help him pull his family's distillery out of a rough patch. Oh, and I'm forced to be his roommate. That means dealing with his annoying flirting and one-upping all day, every day. He's unbearably cocky, and his dimpled smile charms everyone with a pulse—except for me.

Dear Santa, I want them both for Christmas. All I want for Christmas is one perfect night with my best friend and my girlfriend. Naomi is stunning, vibrant, and as wild as she is beautiful. Diego is my rock, my loyal companion, and my best friend for life. We'll celebrate, and I'm going to savor every minute. Because this Christmas might be my last.

Heartbroken over a devastating loss, Ella is fairly certain that personal happiness just isn't in her future. Everything changes when she meets Wyatt, a sexy beer crafter who, against her will, shakes her out of her stagnant existence and awakens feelings in her that she thought were long dead and it scares the hell out of her. So she decides that it's the perfect time to leave New York City and return to her home in the Pacific Northwest to finally fulfill a lifelong dream of owning and operating her own hotel and evade his advances.

He's my Hollywood heartthrob ex-husband. My hot new neighbor. And, thanks to one reckless night, my soon-to-be baby daddy. Patton Pierce has a knack for showing up when I least expect him—my street, my salon, my martial arts studio. Even my dreams. Sure, I've pined for him over the past seven...

Lydia San Andres’s novel Kissing Daisy is for people who love rom-coms, following a former artist who attends her first-ever romance novel convention and never expected to hook up with her roommate and internet friend…or that a weekend fling could turn into something much more lasting. Karla...

Princess Sarani Rao has it all: beauty, riches, and a crown. But with her father an Indian maharajah and her late mother a British noblewoman, her mixed blood makes her a pariah and a target. When her father is murdered, her only hope of survival is to escape on the next ship out - captained by the man she once loved...and spurned. Captain Rhystan Huntley, the reluctant duke of Embry, has a place in the English fleet that he's loath to give up. But duty is calling him home, and this is his final voyage. Leave it to fate that the only woman he's ever loved must stow away on his ship.

CELESTE Social anxiety has been the shaky foundation on which I've built my life. I've survived like this for twenty years. When my parents stop helping with college expenses, I need to find a way to stand on my own two feet. And the songwriting mentorship of my dreams offers the perfect...

Aaron thinks he can have anything—or anyone—he wants, including me. But when I discovered I was the other woman, I vowed never to see him again. Except he’s not the only one with a secret. When a chance meeting brings us together again, I can no longer hide the truth. Now he wants what’s his—our six-year-old twins. And he insists I’m part of the deal. If I don’t marry him, I’ll be forced to give up my children. I’ll do whatever it takes for the twins, only I’m not the innocent girl I once was, and there’s no way I’m giving him a second chance.

Max Stinton is the sinfully gorgeous villain whose company torpedoed my life eight years ago. Arrogant. Charming. Steely eyed. We meet again when I accidentally fix his car instead of trashing it (like I should have). Do I get a thank you and a bouquet of flowers? Nope. In return for my auto repair, Mr. Hotshot traps me in a draconian contract. The terms are simple—become the face of Stinton Auto and my daughter remains a secret from his awful family. Protecting my daughter is what I live for and loathing Stinton Group is the air I breathe.

I was only four years old when I experienced the worst day of my life. When I watched my father take his last breath at the hands of someone else. Instead of letting the hate consume me, I found a safe haven in the arms of the only person who understood, our shared trauma bonding us in a way that taught my heart that I was incapable of ever loving anyone else. And over the years, our codependency transformed into something deeper. Something forbidden. Something no one would accept.

I can’t believe that I pulled my boss’ name for our company’s annual Secret Santa tradition.... As the devil incarnate, this infuriating, cocky bastard never gives us the holidays off, and he honestly expects us to be grateful for his generous alternative: The Office Party. It’s a mandatory, all-expenses paid trip for two weeks at a surprise luxury resort - where we still have to work 12 to 15 hours a day.

Let me start from the beginning… To stay out of jail, I’m forced to spy on Kyle Townsend, the billionaire heir to the Townsend Industries throne. My plan is simple: infiltrate Townsend Industries, get evidence of their alleged illegal dealings, and fork it over to the person blackmailing me. Then I’ll be free to leave that life of crime behind me forever and raise my niece in the peace she deserves. But Kyle’s smarter than the average trust fund baby. He’s also ruthless and distrustful. He never lets anyone in…until one day at work. I get sick. He’s there to care for me.

Every woman in Millie Delacroix's family is cursed - kind of. Birth control just doesn't work for them. Like ever. Going to the altar knocked up is pretty much a family tradition. And 24-year-old Millie refuses to let that happen to her - again. Especially now that she's responsible for raising her brothers and sister. A life of celibacy is her best defense - at least until the kids are grown and can take care of themselves. And, really, what's 10 years with no sex? No men. No sex. No love. It's a fool-proof plan. Until she meets Luc Valencia.  

Bounty hunting can be dangerous, but Jace Reed is used to danger and always follows the rules. Including the most important one—never get emotionally involved. But everything goes haywire when the Brooklyn “it girl” interrupts his most important assignment. Beautiful Lucy Moor may or may not hold the only clue to the target that Jace has been tracking for months. So becoming her roommate to get the intel from her should be easy… right?

When a grizzly shifter and a human woman collide at the town ice rink, Christmas gets complicated—fast. They’re both single parents. Both a little broken. And both about to find out that fate doesn’t care about timing—it only cares about love.

Six years ago, I uttered a lie that changed a man’s life. My father banished him from his bratva cell. From the country. Now he’s back to take my inheritance. My life. Not through murder, but marriage. And my own father arranged it.

I used to believe in fairytales. I thought my happy ending was inevitable. Until I lost my father, my home, and the gorgeous golden boy I loved in the blink of an eye. I rebuilt my life with one thing in mind—certainty. I didn't get my happy ending, but I spent my days making other people's come true. I wasn't happy, but I was in control. It was enough. Until my first love crash lands back into my life and I start questioning everything about my perfectly constructed life.

Magnetic, brilliant, and achingly stunning, Remington Starke is a dangerous man with a vision, a mission, and a threatening past that haunts him. That alone should keep him away from the only woman who has ever made him feel anything. Creative, cautious, and canny, Audri Wu is imprisoned by a guilt that torments her soul. Despite the darkness, she sees the rainbow in the rain and the spark that lies beyond the hardened façade of a man who has a reputation for shattering hearts.

He's the smooth-talking, playboy left wing who never hears no. She's the shy, brainy math genius who just so happens to be the ticket to saving his reputation. Add in a bit of ex-girlfriend drama, staging the hottest relationship of the season, and these two college students are in for one complex year ahead.

My parents made me see a therapist for stalking. They thought Dr. Red Mercer would cure me. They assumed he would teach me restraint, discipline, and distance. What they didn’t count on was the way his gaze lingers too long, like he’s undressing the truth instead of treating it. Or how his voice tightens every time I say exactly what I’m thinking. He says boundaries. I hear an invitation.