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I’m considered the biggest playboy in Burlington, Vermont. The party boy. The guy who lives in the moment and makes decisions with no thought for the future. But people don’t know my past. They don’t know why I make the choices I do. Even my best friend doesn’t know the truth about me. Actually, there are a lot of things he doesn’t know...like the fact that I had a one-night stand with his brother last year.

My new neighbor is a firefighter - and a scorching-hot single dad - but I swear I didn’t set off that smoke alarm on purpose. (And I was beyond mortified when he rushed in and saw me naked.) Nothing happened, of course - because I, Winnie MacAllister, romance junkie and owner of a constantly broken heart, have sworn off men for one solid year. Even protective men with chiseled jaws, bulging biceps, and deep brown eyes that make my breath come faster.

I didn’t mean to see him naked - it was an accident. It had to be, right? Because Noah McCormick and I have never been anything more than friends. Until I walked in on him getting out of the shower and saw his hard, muscular body totally bare and dripping wet. At that moment I never wanted to mess with anything so badly in my entire life. He’s made it clear he’s not interested in romance. Which is fine with me because I’ve got a plane ticket back to my real life at the end of the week. It’s all in fun...or is it?

When we were 11, Oliver Ford Pemberton dared me to jump off a barn roof. He said you couldn’t break a leg from a 12-foot jump. He lied. (You can also break a collarbone, which served him right as far as I was concerned.) I wish I could say it was the last dare I ever took from him, the last bet I ever made with him, the last time I ever trusted Oliver Ford Pemberton. But it wasn’t. Because he had the nerve to grow up gorgeous, charming, and sexy. And as we got older, the dares only got dirtier - and the betting stakes higher - until finally, he left me in pieces.

Being a superhero is exhausting - Nicole knows that well. Since the Gods have done nothing but put her through unimaginable tortures, she’d have every reason to join the Corpse King in his quest for revenge. Yet, joining the vengeful king would be a terrible and drastic action. As she tries to stop him from leaving Olympus, after kidnapping the 12 Hours, Nicole’s power arises - revealing that she can jump through time. An ability unheard of by the Gods, because only Chronos himself can control time…. And, now that the Corpse King knows Nicole’s secret, her life is in jeopardy.

A note, a pair of panties, and a date. When Quinn’s efforts to set up her best friend go awry, she finds herself with a crazy blind date. Could the mystery man be her soul mate? Nothing like an adventure, and at the very least, she is going to have some fun with it.

Nate Pearson is ridiculously handsome and wears the hell out of a suit and tie, but I’ve seen the parade of beautiful women leaving his apartment across the hall - a different one every time - and I want no part of it. When it comes to romance, I’m looking for something real, something that will last: the happily ever after. As a divorce attorney, he loves to tell me there’s no such thing. As a wedding planner, I choose to disagree.

Victor Lang had everything—looks, money, fame. A chance to become the greatest swimmer in history. Until a failed dope test brought him crashing down. According to the rumors, he turned into a recluse, a drug addict, a whore. Broken beyond repair. Incapable of love.

Off-limits. That’s what Jude is to me. My older brother doesn’t trust me with his player of a best friend, which is totally fine, because I’m not interested. As Jude and I reluctantly become friends, I start to see that there’s more to him than others notice. But I still won’t go there, not when I have a crush on someone else. But Jude’s the perfect person to help show me the ropes when it comes to the opposite sex, besides it’s not like he’ll get attached to me. Except he does. And the thing about broken boys? They’re way too easy to fall for.

Josie: I moved to Ferlaern to find a new life with my daughter. While the other women get all hot and bothered by the alien brutes we move in with, true love is not for me. But Zetar sure makes my face—and other parts of me—zing. And despite the fact that he irks the H-E-double-hockey-sticks out of me, he also makes me dream of what might be hanging out beneath his leather clothing. When I’m kidnapped by the duskhorde, Zetar comes charging to my rescue. He claims I'm his fated mate and that he's here to save me.

Escape with three captivating, full-length and feel-good love stories, along with never-before-published bonus epilogues for each audiobook! In Only You, you’ll be swept away by Nate and Emme’s hot and hilarious, friends-to-lovers romance. In Only Him, Maren is reunited with sexy tattoo artist Dallas, her first love, who’s determined to make up for breaking her heart. In Only Love, you’ll meet a gorgeous former Marine with a tortured soul...

Bull riding is all Gavin’s known for years, but when it’s time to retire, he can’t let go of the reckless lifestyle. He finds a job that brings him to a small-town Texas ranch and face-to-face with the woman who snuck out after their one-night stand. She can pretend she’s over him, but he’s not letting her go that easily. After months of giving her space, Gavin’s tired of waiting for Maize to admit what he knows they both want - a second round between the sheets. It may only take eight seconds to win a championship, but he’ll prove to her that he can go all night long.

Katerina Wilmot and Christopher Petruchio shared backyards as kids, but as adults they won’t even share the same hemisphere. That is, until Kate makes a rare visit home, and their fiery animosity rekindles into a raging inferno. Despite their friends’ and families' pleas for peace, Christopher is unconvinced Kate would willingly douse the flames of their enmity. But when a drunken Kate confesses she’s only been hostile because she thought he hated her, Christopher vows to make peace with Kate once and for all.

We were high school sweethearts with our futures planned, together every step of the way. Then one day, he disappeared. I was shattered, left with questions and doubts. I've worked hard to rebuild my future, to create a different life. And I have. Good job, good friends...but something's missing. A decade later, he's back in my life. But he's changed. Gone is the happy-go-lucky boy I knew, replaced by a brooding, mysterious beast of a man.

My past is my nightmare. It’s something I can’t escape, the memories haunting me whenever I close my eyes. I have a dark secret digging its claws deeper into my soul each day. It’s the reason I isolate myself, never allowing anyone to get too close. Except Max. Forever my good friend. He has secrets too. I can see them in his eyes, the darkness of unspoken mysteries that mirrors my own. So many years looking over my shoulder, waiting for my past to catch me. All was quiet and foolishly, I started to hope I might be safe. But I was wrong. Dead wrong.

If I had to pick a bride of convenience, my first choice would not be Peach Maloney. My 50th choice would not be Peach. Top spot on my list of occupational hazards? Yes. Royal pain in the crumpets? Yes. A bride of convenience? No. But I've unexpectedly gone from royal bodyguard to monarch, having inherited a crown that was stolen from my family long before my birth. The kicker? In order to take the throne, I must find a wife. Have I mentioned Peach would not have been my 100th choice? But I've no other options, and she needs a favor that my new position can fulfill quite nicely.

Everything feels temporary when you've experienced tragedy - until Henna Lane meets Bodhi at a music festival. Young and spontaneous, they have a lust for seizing the moment, falling hard and fast. When Bodhi is forced to leave without a goodbye, Henna thinks she'll never get over him. But then she meets Mr. Malone, her sexy, new guidance counselor.

Billionaire Hayes Rivers came into my life like a hurricane. Heir to an oil empire, he was sexy and seductive, controlling and scorching hot. I craved every touch, every filthy promise that fell from his beautiful mouth, knowing he could break me. My past had left me battered and bruised, with scars he was determined to heal.

I fell in love with Thomas Wells and knew he was my forever. I was 16 when I gave him my heart. Our love was the kind to last a lifetime. But Thomas was broken. The first day we met he told me he was going to become a Navy SEAL. At 19 he enlisted. At 20 he married me. At 25 he left me pregnant and didn't turn back. I knew he was suffering. I also knew I couldn't save him. He left me broken. I was scared and alone. Until I met Ryder St. John, a wounded soldier.

I don't do boyfriends. Or dating. Or random hookups. Not when fictional men do it so much better, and not when my heart has been through the wringer. So when retired MMA fighter Matt Haywood crashes into my life, I'm not impressed. Quite the opposite actually. I avoid him at all costs. At least, I try.