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"Wild as a storm. Strong as whiskey. He's everything I should resist—and the only thing I'll ever crave." Phoenix Thorne was the last man I wanted to see when I came back to Val-Du-Lys with my son. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Now I'm working in his brewery… and sleeping in the loft...

Another problem was the last thing I needed. Unfortunately, Cassandra Parker was mine. But the biggest problem of all? It wasn't the beautiful stranger sticking her nose in my operations. It wasn't the bulldozer she was driving over my way of life. And it definitely wasn't the fact that she was living in my house. My biggest problem? The engagement ring on her finger.

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I shouldn’t have messaged him. And I definitely shouldn’t have said he was my boyfriend. In my defense, I was trying to forget my crush on my silver fox Italian boss and lose my V-card after a month of pining and tummy flutters. Then my boss messages back. When he hears where I am, he’s feral. He turns up at the bar, kisses me, and tells my friends I’m his fiancée. But it's all fake.

What's a girl to do when stuck at a mountain ranch for the holidays, unexpectedly flying solo? Festive activities don't quite sound so jolly when my best friend isn't able to make it at the last minute, and I can't retreat home to stuff my nose in a book. To make matters worse, that guy I'd been seeing? Yeah, he just proposed to his girlfriend of five minutes… and they're getting cozy in the cabin next to mine. One chance encounter in a bookstore sends a miracle drifting my way, with kind eyes and massive… hands.

I’m the last single LeBlanc brother—famous in New Orleans for being a successful CEO…and a total man-whore. Becoming a single dad wasn’t on my to-do list…until my one-night stand drops my newborn daughter on my doorstep. Suddenly, my world revolves around Charlotte: snuggling, changing diapers, preparing bottles. I’m running on little to no sleep and can barely focus.

Eighteen months ago, my world went up in flames—screams, gunfire, hellfire. I should’ve died in it. Instead, I walked out the other side. Scarred. Hardened. Unbreakable. These days, the ID in my wallet reads John D. Hamilton. It’s the name I answer to, the name the beautiful brunette in Ginnie’s Diner knows me by. Once, I was an undercover cop. A decorated agent. A man with a badge and a future. But that life burned to ash, leaving behind pain, darkness… and an addiction that nearly swallowed me whole.

I hate Felix Malone with all my heart and soul. He's the second-born son of a murderous don. The newest leader of the Malone mafia family now that his father is dead. If I could have hoped a change in management would mean a positive shift for the notorious crime family, I'm proven wrong as Felix quickly settles into his new role and lays scourge on New York City. He believes he's not as bad as the man who came before him, purely because the women he beds survive the night. But Felix is just a different kind of evil.

One incredible weekend in Maine, and Beckett Porter is officially a distracted man. He’s not unfamiliar with hot and heavy flings. He knows how it goes. But Evie wove some sort of magic over him during their tumble in the sheets. He can’t stop thinking about her laugh, her hand pressed flat against his chest, her smiling mouth. So when she suddenly appears on his farm as part of a social media contest, he is confused. He had no idea that the sweet and sexy woman he met at a bar is actually a global phenomenon: social media influencer Evelyn St. James. 

Knox As another member of my friend group finds his happily ever after, I'm starting to think I've missed the chance at my own. I keep myself plenty busy with the fire station and my contracting business, but when a mandatory rest order from my fire chief leaves me with extra time on my hands...

Welcome to the small town of Star Falls where the days are cold, but the romance is steamy.

I live by three rules: trust my gut, stay in control, and never let anyone close enough to be a weakness. Then Derrika Layne walked into my life—big blue eyes, a smile that could outbluff the devil, and trouble written all over her and blows my rules to hell. She’s undercover in a company sitting on national security secrets, and my job is to keep her alive while we hunt a traitor.

"What's your story, Sunshine?" "It's not a happy one, Kam." "Trust me with it, anyway." Lila The summer before my senior year was supposed to be filled with exploring our new town and making friends. Instead, a tragic car crash took both of my parents. And now the state is threatening to take my...

Kane Bishop is everything women are warned about. He’s a professional enforcer for a dangerous cartel built upon drugs, guns, and violence, and according to the files littering my desk, it’s a sure bet he boasts a body count that has nothing to do with the women who’ve passed through his bed. I should know better than to step into his world. God knows my law degree vouches for the fact I have a brain and a modicum of common sense. And yet, here I am, hiding from my cop brother and half naked in Kane’s apartment while he stitches me up and we both pretend we aren’t desperate for a way out.

Gideon York is one of the most famous queer men in the world, but since his very public sex scandal, he’s on the verge of being permanently cancelled. Up for three Grammys this year, he needs to get through his six-week European tour without further incident or bad press. That’s where I come in. Call me his security detail, bodyguard, babysitter, or handler—I’ve been hired to keep him within my line of sight and out of trouble until the award ceremony. Should be a cakewalk.

Complete with ugly Christmas sweaters and a steamy, forbidden MM cowboy romance, this Crimson Ridge novella is exactly what fans of Lyla Sage, Bailey Hanna, Elsie Silver, and Heated Rivalry need to jingle their bells this holiday season! I'm at a college party to celebrate the festive...

I spend my days locked in a black-market nightmare, held captive by a twisted mastermind who considers me his prized possession. My only form of human contact is with the victims in the next room, each of whom disappears faster than the last. Everyone leaves… except me. Then I hear him—Isaac. Brash, elusive, and haunted, he isn't anyone's idea of a hero. Separated by a wall, our faces hidden, his voice cuts through the darkness, becoming my only hope. He's driven by vengeance, bearing scars as dark as my own. Despite his rough edges, a fragile bond forms between us—a lifeline.

This little slip of a girl, who smells like sunscreen and big dreams and the most delicious hard-earned sweat, snuck into my home and rested her gorgeous head on my pillow. Navy SEAL Justin Lowe has a week off and a leave pass burning a hole in his pocket. He heads straight to his cabin on a mountain lake in Oregon. He doesn’t expect to find a squatter. Or to immediately have a visceral connection to the young woman, who refuses to tell him her name. And despite the fact he’s a big guy, she seems to trust him…a little.

I curate art for a living. This big show was supposed to pay my bills for the next year. Oh, and did I mention the star artist is my unfaithful ex? So I try to put on a brave face—after all, the clientele are worth billions. But my ex is doing everything in his power to rub it in. Holding his new girl a little too tight. Hanging around me a little too close. What I did next was a teensy bit impulsive. I grabbed the closest revenge hookup I could find... who just happened to be the billionaire dropping five mil at the auction.

Spring training is only a month away, and I’m supposed to be on vacation. The last place I want to be is snowed in with my arrogant teammate and the complete stranger he’s crushing on. Vince Rossi is everything I hate. Too good looking, too talented, and totally unwilling to give me a pass for making one mistake. He treats me like every other cocky jock did growing up. And the stranger, Elio Basso, is the former porn star who owns the cabin we’re stuck in who looks at Vince like he hung the damn moon.