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Shea's my best friend's sister . . . and the only girl I've ever wanted. She's always had a boyfriend, though, so I've been able to keep my distance. Now she's single. As her friend, she asks me to help her navigate our campus dating scene. Of course, I agree. I promised her brother I'd keep her safe—and keep my hands to myself. The only problem? The more time I spend with her, the harder it is to deny how I feel. Except I'm holding my life together by a thread.

For four months Eva March shared almost every secret with a handsome stranger. It was easy when she didn't have to meet his gaze in real life. The online flirtation was fun. She could be a strong, put-together woman without a sordid past. Most importantly, he'd never know the truth. Grady Addison takes his job as a professor seriously. He doesn't sleep with co-eds, much less his students. Eva doesn't even fit his leggy, peppy blonde requirements, but he can't walk away now.

When her ex shattered her privacy, revealing all of her secrets to the world, Sophie Lake made a few unspoken promises to herself. For two years she’s managed to live by those rules. She has a career to focus on. Celebrities reputations to fix, and her newest client may be her biggest PR challenge. Promoting an observatory should be a cake walk and would be, but for Dr. Wade Addison?

A guy in a skirt wouldn't turn a straight guy on, right? I spent the last decade performing next to him. I've never looked at him as more—until I walked in on him in a skirt. He's as broken as I am. We survived our childhood together. And when he's finally trying to embrace the parts his father tried to beat out of him, I can't handle it. He's taunting me with smeared eyeliner and a filthy smile, singing to a sold-out crowd, and it's getting too hot under these stage lights. I can't look him in the eyes. I can't be with him—not like that—but I can't stop thinking about him.

There he was… Shirtless. Wearing glasses. Chopping wood like some kind of fantasy lumberjack. And Emil was officially helpless. Moving to the East Coast, Emil was there for two things exactly: to become a better person, and to face the part of his past he'd spent his entire life avoiding. He most certainly hadn't planned on falling in love. It was one thing to sleep with his absurdly hot neighbor for a single, steamy one-night stand, but it was quite another to become friends. And the longer Emil knows Renzo, the harder it is to walk away.

After leaving my toxic boyfriend, I flee to my family vacation home in Swallow Cove. This takes me directly into the path of broody bar manager Brooks Riggins. He's large and intimidating, but with a protective streak that I didn't see coming. When my ex gives me trouble, Brooks tells him to take a hike. Not only that, he also claims to be my new man. Brooks is as straight as they come, but he's ready to step up and play the part.

Wes Ward finds himself in new territory. Less than a year ago, he lived in New York City in a fantastic loft that overlooked upper Manhattan. Women in and out of his bed anytime he wanted and not a damn care in the world. Now? Now, he finds himself back in Boston plotting ways to stop his high school girlfriend, Mandy, from getting married, dodging his mother's every attempt at helping him settle down, and trying to understand why Clare Monroe makes him forget everything and everyone when she smiles at him.

When I kissed her in that crowded bar, I had no idea she was my coach’s daughter. I know better, believe me. It’ll never happen again. I’m on the cusp of hanging up my hockey skates forever while embroiled in a custody battle for my daughter. I have no business getting involved with any woman. Least of all the one that’s totally off limits. But Chloe’s looking for a little fun in life and she has no problem flaunting her impressive hockey skills and sultry good looks. In fact, I think she enjoys torturing me.

I've never let anyone into my life. At least not like her. Not until her. She sees a side of me that isn't the bratva monster everyone else believes. Now that she knows, she's mine. Mine to keep and protect. Mine to please. In return, it's her love I crave. She's my soulmate.

Being the youngest in my Marine family hasn’t always been easy. There’s a lot of expectations when your last name is Santini. And I was living up to that name, until my last deployment. I’ve been suffering from nightmares and insomnia and it’s gotten to the point I will do anything, including massage therapy.

For almost a decade, I've been the secret pen pal of a convict—my best friend's father. All I wanted was to help bridge the gap between father and son. But the innocent act soon turns into more. Through our letters, I am able to be the brave, confident guy I am in fact, not. So what if I fibbed a little when I sent him a false photograph of me? And reinvented myself in those letters? After all, what's the harm when Griff will never be released from prison?

For years, I've lived by one simple rule: Don't mess with the ex. It was an easy rule to follow when Laurence Kensington III was on the other side of the country. Now that he's shown up out of the blue to tell me we're still married? Not so much.

I'm not one for rules, but Don't Bang Your Stepbro is kind of a no-brainer. Until I wake up naked in a Vegas hotel room with my stepbrother, Beckett, each of us with a hell of a hangover and a matching wedding ring.

Hi, my name is Fisher, and I'm hooked on my dad's rival. I've been in love with Hudson Nash for years, but he's too stubborn to admit he wants me, too. For a whole bunch of stupid reasons. Like the fact that I'm too young. (What's a twenty-year gap? Age is just a number, am I right?) And a virgin. (Which he could easily fix!) And maybe not the best choice, given he and my dad hate each other. (It's not that ba—Okay, it is that bad, but our love could totally rise above, right? It would be epic!)