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I came to Seattle to settle my late aunt’s estate. Not to uncover a family secret that rewrites my entire life. Definitely not to fall for the grumpy neighbor across the hall. Alec Hovarth is broody, intense, and completely incapable of minding his own business. He acts like my daughter and I are temporary inconveniences in his carefully controlled life. Unfortunately for him, Mila decides he belongs to us almost immediately.

In this binge-worthy collection from USA Today bestselling author Claudia Burgoa, you’ll get grumpy workaholics, reformed playboys, holiday-hating billionaires, and an almost-perfect athlete—plus the kind of sharp banter, forced proximity, and slow-burn tension that makes listeners devour the books like popcorn.

Roderick Wilder and I grew up side by side—two kids tangled up in music, mixtapes, and lyrics that felt like they belonged only to us. Then he destroyed everything we had and disappeared, chasing a future without me. Twelve years later, he’s back. Not the rising star I remember, but a man who’s broken, scarred, and desperate to rewrite his story.

The Baker’s Creek Brothers series is a romantic comedy saga packed with the perfect mix of angst, tears, and laughs. If you like strong heroines, alpha males, steamy romances, and witty love stories, this series is for you!

Alberto Wade and Callaway Winthrop were my best friends first—until one night broke us, and the three of us stopped being an us. Now they’re enemies in the league, an “infamous rivalry” splashed across headlines like it’s just hockey. It isn’t. It’s me. It’s what they’ve always wanted and have never been able to agree on. It’s the way their hate on the ice has always sounded too much like longing off it.

Men and women can be friends. Right?! Right. At least that’s what I’ve been telling myself since she walked into my life. We bicker as much as we have each other’s backs. Until the day she left to find herself and realize I can’t breathe without her. It’s okay, it’s only temporary. But when she walks back into my life, it’s on the arm of a stranger. Her fiancé. Seriously, I just realized I'm in love with her and she's engaged? I have six weeks to convince her we’re meant to be together—or be forced to watch her marry another man.

What do you do when you’re tired of being the loser? You make up the perfect fiancé, of course. I know it sounds desperate, but hear me out. In my family, everyone is someone. But me? I’m just a small-town librarian with no prospects and no future. At every family reunion, my older sister reminds me of that fact. So when she announced her own upcoming nuptials, I knew I had to act fast. I needed a fake fiancé to bring to the wedding and prove that I was happy and successful too.

He has it together. I’m falling apart. Two broken souls, one emotional book.

I plan other people’s love stories for a living. Perfect nights. Perfect moments. Perfect control. So when my guitarist cancels an hour before a high-profile event, I do what any professional would do—panic quietly and pray for a miracle. Then he walks in.

Book 2 of the heartbreak mixtapes series, a nostalgic romance.

Billionaire Jackson Spearman is impatient, demanding, and private. He’s practically a recluse. When his assistant goes on maternity leave, Amy Walker, virtual assistant extraordinaire, arrives to save the day. Or does she? Amy is inquisitive and far too optimistic. She isn’t impressed with Jackson at all. Is she even real? They can’t stand each other. Unfortunately, they can’t seem to resist each other, either. Soon, their work relationship starts to feel like something more.

Know what they say about never mixing business with pleasure? Yeah, no. The one about never sleeping with your boss? I ignored it too. I blame Aslan Spearman, the boss.

Mistaken identity, drunk texts, and hysterical mishaps...just another day in my life. Girls all over the world spill the tea to me about their most intimate questions. They thank me for talking about sex with them. For fixing their love lives. I wonder if I’d still be a relationship influencer if they knew what a train wreck my own love life is? If I was writing anyone else advice, it would say things like: Never drunk-text your ex-boyfriend. No, seriously, that’s a terrible idea.

It’s official. I’m totally hopeless at love, parenting, and life. Single mom? Check. Massive debt? Check. A sassy daughter who inherited my gift of snark? Ugh. Check. I work three jobs, go to school, and do my best to be in my kid’s life. Men are the last thing on my mind. I wouldn’t have time to look at a man even if he fell into my lap. Until he does. Thanks to my spawn who keeps calling some famous relationship expert, airing my disastrous life in her podcast.

Three full-length standalone stories by USA Today Bestselling author Claudia Burgoa about the men who created HIB Securities and the women behind them.

The Baker’s Creek Billionaire Brothers series is a romantic comedy saga packed with the perfect mix of angst, tears, and laughs. If you like strong heroines and alpha males, steamy romances, and witty love stories, this series is for you!

The first time I met Caspian Spearman, we had the perfect night. The second time, I was on the arm of his biggest rival. The third night… was a string of mistakes. Don’t believe me? Let’s do a play-by-play—or mistake by mistake.

From USA Today best-selling author Claudia Burgoa comes a fake-dating holiday romance filled with slow-burn tension, awkward family dinners, and one grumpy man who might just ruin Christmas for anyone else.

A heart-wrenching Decker Novel about the unbearable weight of grief, shattered dreams, and the desperate struggle to keep moving forward and ending with a soul-crushing cliffhanger that will leave you breathless and begging for more.

Love isn’t in my future. Romance isn’t in my cards. I focus on my job and nothing else. Neurosurgery doesn’t play well with distraction, anyway. If only my meddling, matchmaking mom would get the hint. Accepting a move to Baker’s Creek and getting off her radar and away from any eligible bachelors that she knows should keep me safe, right? Wrong. I might not want a boyfriend, but I do have a type: broody, angsty, and quiet. And there’s one of those living in this small town. Vance Aldridge.