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Nate Monson was gorgeous, obnoxiously wealthy, and a player. He was also the person who could destroy my world with a single decision. I walked into that bar looking for him. He saw me. I saw him. The chemistry sizzled between us, but no. I hated Nate Monson. I hated him with everything in me, even though my body did not. It didn't matter. Nothing I wanted mattered. He thought I wanted to get laid. What I wanted was for him to disappear. But first, I had to tell him that he had a daughter.

When Jess Montell meets Trace West at a hockey game, she doesn’t know his name or occupation. What she does know is there’s an instant attraction that’s impossible to ignore—or forget. And forgetting is exactly what she wants to do when she learns he’s not just a successful Wall Street suit but the heir to one of New York’s biggest Mafia families. The last thing Trace needs is a romantic anything with law enforcement, and parole officer Jess has trouble written all over her. Too bad he likes trouble.

I’ve been making rational decisions my entire life. If someone is in need, I’m there. My Nana needs help with the bills? I’ll drop out of art school and secure a well-paying job. Someone needs the shirt off my back? They can have mine. When the league's most desirable bachelor and single dad needs a nanny that can look past his star power and won’t end up in his bed, I’m the perfect choice.

After her relationship implodes and tanks her career as a best-selling romance novelist, Sydney decides to start a whole new chapter in the last place that any kind of romance—literal or figurative—could find her: Wisdom, Wyoming: a town with two stoplights, one main street, and zero book boyfriends.

When I met Cruz Vega, it was love at first sight. He was my forever and always, my port in the storm, my one true love. Everything was so perfect—until a cruel twist of fate robbed us of a future. Then, I was navigating uncharted territory, merely surviving without really living. Until August Harper. The hot-as-hell, tattooed chef swaggered into my restaurant and took over my kitchen. Then, piece by piece, he claimed my heart, too. That wasn't enough for him, though. He wanted all of me. As everyone knows… when you play with fire, you get burned.

I’ve spent my whole life proving people wrong. From foster homes to the football field, I clawed my way out, one yard at a time. And now? I’m on the verge of everything I’ve worked for. The draft. The NFL. The future I’ve always dreamed about. Except all I can think about… is her. Lyla Harding–my coach’s daughter.

A USA TODAY Bestseller For fans of Lights Out and You comes a dark rom-com debut about a woman who confides her fantasies to an AI boyfriend app—unaware she’s really talking to her hot, tattooed coworker who hacked her phone. When overworked department store manager Izzy Russo downloads an...

As my best friend's brother, Dex Hardy has always been my downfall. Older, forbidden, and completely irresistible. Our paths were never supposed to cross, but they tangled irrevocably during those summer nights where we exchanged forevers and I love yous under the stars. In secret. He knew it had to be that way. Yet, he betrayed our relationship the moment he made it public. So I left him brokenhearted in order to save us both.

Maid of honor Kelsey Peterson is disappointed when the bride-to-be bails on her bachelorette party - especially since Kelsey’s already ordered the stripper. Desperate for a break from her romantic woes, Kelsey goes through with the party. After all, why let a good stripper go to waste? Dr. Aaron Baucus is definitely not a stripper. He’s a legit doctor with a PhD in neuropsychology. But when his friend calls him over to a bar to meet a bunch of tipsy, flirtatious bridesmaids, they assume otherwise.

Being a member born into a secret society is nothing like what you would expect. Our world is dripping in diamonds and gilded in gold, but it’s also built atop the blood and bones of innocents. The wronged and the shamed haunting this town, this world, this society. Maggie Bartlett had accepted the fact that she would never have control over her destiny. That she would always be a puppet in their play. A queer woman in a Puritan man’s world is one of the most dangerous things to be. But what good is life without a little danger?

Ever since she sat next to me in class and gave me death eyes, Willa Sutter's been on my shit list. Why she hates me, I don't know. What I do know is that Willa is the kind of chaos I don't need in my tidy life. She's the next generation of women's soccer. Wild hair, wilder eyes. Bee-stung lips that should be illegal. And a temper that makes the devil seem friendly. She's a thorn in my side, a menacing, cantankerous pain-in-the-ass who's turned our business mathematics course into a goddamn gladiator arena. I'll leave this war zone unscathed, coming out on top.... 

Left without a job and evicted from the house she so carefully turned into a home, Aria is offered two choices: move back in with her brother . . . or take the job her brother's best friend offers her.

Prepared for a good time, Tessa is thrilled to spend the weeks before her sister’s wedding at their family’s favorite vacation spot: Santorini. Sandy beaches, stonewashed houses, attractive men—it’s heaven. But Tessa’s idea of a girls’ trip comes to a screaming halt when her sister thinks it’s high time Tessa finds some love herself. Unfortunately, Tessa forgot about the deal she made back in high school: she has to find her soulmate before her sister’s wedding. Or else.

One bed. Two stranded strangers. Three wildly passionate nights. A thousand secrets between them. After an unplanned, sizzling weekend together, what happens when Cooper Spade and Rowan Cole return home and realize they spent seventy-two unforgettable hours with the enemy…and loved every second?

A series of weather and road mishaps leave me trapped in the middle of a blizzard with a complete stranger. In the back of a pickup truck. For 48 freakin' hours. A stranger with long hair, tattoos, and rippling with muscle. A stranger with an insanely sexy voice and a wicked smile that turns my insides to jelly. A stranger who holds me in his arms, calms me, and then sets a fire in me that I can't put out.

LuciaI hated him from the second he opened his mouth. Sure, he was gorgeous–6’7” with more muscles than Henry Cavill. And those warm brown eyes… and the deep, deep voice… But he was a mafioso, and he tried to tell me what to do. I’ve had enough of THAT to last me five lifetimes. See, I was born into the most powerful Cosa Nostra family in Venice, Italy…And I’ve had my fill of gangsters trying to boss me around.

Dominic Hardy might be an award-winning architectural engineer with fancy degrees and considerable accolades, but he doesn’t know a thing about baking. He doesn’t even like sugar. So when my late stepfather’s will states that Dominic Hardy is set to inherit the Pacific Coast Resort he’d painstakingly designed, as long as my bakery can be plopped in the middle of it, it’s no surprise he balks.

It was just a fling. Nothing serious. I was the girl who worked in his rich family’s kitchen… And Valentino was the mafia prince who looked like a movie star. But then his family went and set up an arranged marriage… To the daughter of a Cosa Nostra family in Sicily. Now I realize it was never a fling. I’m in love with him. And it feels like my whole world is ending.

It's the classic storyboy goes off into the world to fulfill his dreams and leaves the girl behind. Not every boy returns home, and I wish Ben Noughton wouldn't have come back to our small ranching town at all after he retired from playing professional football. I figure it's a quick layover for him. He always wanted out of this town and off his family's ranch. I just have to bide my time until he turns his back on all of us again.

Declan Hardy, All-American heartthrob and retired NFL billionaire, is my complete opposite. He's commanding where I'm cooperative. Spontaneous while I am deliberate. Loud when I stay quiet. The only thing we have in common is that both our names are on my father's will.