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Jean-Michel Dubois is the owner of the professional hockey team, the Oakland Eagles, and established the world-renowned Oak Ridge Vineyards. And...he's fallen for me. Me. The boring woman who spends her time studying, baking cookies, and nannying for an adorable little girl. A relationship between us makes no sense—I've tried to make him see that. But he's a successful businessman for a reason.

She hates me . . . I'm going to make her fall in love with me anyway. As captain of the SoCal Vipers, the last couple of seasons haven't been going well. My stats are slipping, and I'm at risk of being traded. So, I'm not in the mood for a case of mistaken identity with the woman playing bouncer...

The man had seemed so innocent in the bar - okay, not innocent, per say. He’d been hot, hard, and possessed a butt that I wanted to bite like the last chocolate chip cookie in my stash. He’d also skipped out of town faster than a villain in a B movie, leaving me woefully unsatisfied. I’d chalked the whole incident up to a bad night stand and moved on with my life. That was before the news of a failed IUD. Before the plus sign. Before Jordan showed back up determined to make that night up to me. I didn’t want a baby or a payday or a sexy, stubborn man in my life.

It was supposed to be one night. Now I can’t seem to let him go. As a single mom, my life is built on routine, responsibility, and putting my son first. There isn’t room for distractions—especially not from a playboy hockey player with a reputation as big as his ego. One night with Sawyer...

We were never supposed to cross that line. Now there’s no going back. Ryan Eisher has been my best friend for years, and the only constant in a life I’ve had to fight to rebuild. As a single mom and cancer survivor, I don’t take risks. Not with my heart. Not with my son’s. So when one...

One moment captured on a jumbotron changed my life. One glance at that screen and . . . I was Coldplayed. My fiancé getting caught canoodling on national TV was not on my bingo card for my first season of coaching the NHL's Oakland Eagles. Neither was falling for a hockey player on my roster...

I've been burned by enough bad ex-boyfriends to know that love isn't in the cards for me. I work hard, keep my head down, and avoid all romantic attachments like the plague. The only trouble? The infuriating man who lives just down the hall doesn't seem to understand that. Jace Henderson is beautiful, rich, and his veneer of perpetual, carefree bachelor is hiding a soft heart. A possessive heart. Because he's decided he wants me. Not just for one night. But forever.

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.

Hookups weren’t for her. Rachel knew that. She was a good girl - sigh - she’d always been a good girl. Except when it came to him. She’d met the "him" in question in a bar, of all places. His lean strength, gorgeous face, and way-too-charming personality had combined to shatter her defenses. All of a sudden, she’d been doing all of those “dangerous, bad girl” things her grandmother had once warned her of. And just like her grandma had predicted, he’d vanished come morning. No note. No exchanged numbers. She hadn’t even known his name.

I'm snowed in. With a famous hockey player. My life has been a disaster. I've lost my job, my apartment, and my direction, so when my best friend suggests a week trip up to her house in Tahoe, I jump on the chance for a change in scenery. Only, I didn't anticipate Snowmageddon. I didn't...

Bec Darden was a high-powered attorney, who had spent her entire adult life building a fearsome reputation both in the courtroom and the boardroom. But once upon a time, she was also a naïve and romantic - aka idiotic - soul who’d married her college sweetheart on a whim, just before graduating. She and Luke were young and in love, and no surprise, her marriage had been short-lived. Explosive. Miserable. And incredibly, incredibly short-lived.

I slept with the wrong twin. And all I got for it in return was a broken heart. Oh yeah, and a baby on the way - there’s that too. But I’m determined to make it on my own. I don’t need a man, thank you very much. Not rich, charismatic, and decidedly flighty Rex Roosevelt, and especially not his twin brother, Justin. No matter that the gorgeous former military doctor makes my heart beat a little faster...and all spots lower than that pay careful, careful attention. None of that matters. The Roosevelt men are dangerous and I’m steering clear.

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.

Recently traded to the Grizzlies, I’m struggling to find my place on the team. I’ve changed coasts, moved away from my best friend, from the Breakers who became family, and. . . I’m alone. And it’s my birthday. A fact that everyone around me seems to have forgotten. Until a knock at the door proves differently. I was in love with Luna when I was a teenager, and now she's on my doorstep, vivacious and beautiful and. . . holding a piece of paper I barely remember. One that says we’ll get married. . . And I think I’m just insane enough to say yes.

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.

I had it all. Two beautiful children. A gainfully employed husband. A successful food blog. The only thing missing from my life was...heat...I wanted what my sister had: love, passion, and a husband whose love was infinite. Because something was happening with Rob. Had he fallen out of love with me? Had he found someone else? Was I not - Sigh. Was I not enough?

I played hard and lived even harder. At least until the mayor of River's Bend got it in her head that the hockey players carousing through her small town in Nowhere, California were unwelcome. I couldn't care less. My priorities were pucks, puck bunnies, and pucking my way to the top. Only...

Trixie Donovan was back. She’d finally figured out what Netflix was, though she was still iffy on Tinder, and she’d become her half-sister Heather’s new pet project. Heather pestered and Trix gave in, agreeing to a single blind date. But then, that blind date turned out to be Jet. Jet, the doctor she’d worked with halfway around the world. The man she’d slept with and then had fallen desperately in love with. The one who, in cliché naïve female fashion, had decimated her heart.

Kelsey Scott has never wanted anything more serious than a hookup. Work triumphs all, men are simply trainable orgasm machines, and her friends and family are everything. But with her brother's wedding rapidly approaching and matchmaking rapidly ensuing from all angles, she decides she needs a buffer from all the “perfect Mr. Rights”, the white tulle and frumpy bridesmaid dresses, and - ick - the heart-warming vows.

Sera used to believe in happily ever afters. Well, she still believed in them. Just not for her. For Seraphina Delgado, finding a man who loved her for who she was inside, rather than simply appreciating her outward appearance, had proved to be impossible. She wasn’t trying to be cocky - cock, ha - but she was beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that she’d spent her childhood and tween years modeling and shooting commercials and...well, only being appreciated for the way she looked. And that was more curse than advantage because looks faded.