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He was a rugged man she met in a bar - a man Grace couldn't get out of her head.... A week later, she came home to find him sweaty and shirtless with a tape measure in hand, remodeling her loft. As a Parker-King, she's not allowed to want someone like Noah Dalton. She's sick of her life, though. Sick of the rules of being a Parker-King. She wants something more, even if it isn't forever. Finding comfort in the arms of a SEAL is easy, not falling for one...not so much.

Twelve Years. It’s been twelve years since the last time I heard from the Aldridge family. That one voicemail changes everything - I need the money the late William offers. In exchange, I have to live eighteen months in Baker’s Creek. I’ve survived cancer, the jungle, and the plague. This should be easy compared to all that, right? Or so I think until...I see him.

Cole's mother married the Hereditary Prince of Liechtenstein when he was only three years old. When his step-father’s failing health requires Cole to step in and help out, he does it without complaint, knowing he can never ascend the throne. When his step-father offers to adopt him, Cole knows it's unlikely the other members of the Princely Family will ever accept an adopted heir.

One catastrophic night left me orphaned at the age of 17. Hunted by a murderer, Xander saved me from the pits of hell, braving a fire that would have ended my life. Hiding me from a killer, he became my protector, my best friend, but never anything more. Six years later, a friend is murdered at the hottest nightclub in Manhattan, again thrusting me into a killer's crosshairs. Now a detective with the NYPD, I refuse to hide, unyielding in my pursuit of justice, which has eluded me for so long. Determined to keep me safe, Sin forces me from the case.

Don’t ever, ever, ever go near that boy. Not unless you want to be a single mother at 17. That boy is Bad with a capital B. The words that my father spoke to me when it came to Trouper Aoki didn’t scare me like they probably should. In fact, they only made me intrigued all the more. When it came to Troup, there was just no resisting fate when it came to the two of us.

I never wanted the limelight. The only thing I wanted was Conley Logan. When words failed to express my feelings for Conley, I relied on music instead. But our love song ended before it even began - before I’d even told her how I truly felt. As a result, I watched Conley leave hand-in-hand with my bandmate instead of me. Not wanting the fight that would break up the band, I made a choice. I lived with it every day, knowing it was nobody’s fault but my own. I’ve moved on. I’m content with my small-town life, running a bar. But now Conley is back, forcing me to face the music.

Eddie: Cancel your dinky-little roomette on the train. I’m booking us two of the big bedroom suites. Birdie: I’ll cancel it after you’ve booked the other sleeper rooms. And reimburse you. Eddie: Don’t worry about it. Just cancel your tickets. I got this. Round trip. I’m on the Amtrak website right now. Birdie: You don’t have to leave NYC when I do! You’ll hardly be able to spend any time with your Instagram girlfriend who you've never met!

I go long, I go deep, but I never go soft. They call me "The Damage" because I crush it on the field and off. I’m all about the offensive penetration. No one knows the game as well as I do. It doesn’t hurt I’ve got a goal post in my pants. But the moment I see Indiana’s smoky eyes and tight end, I know I’m in trouble.

Six Ines Broussard walks right into the middle of hell. And at the center of it? Lynnwood Thatcher. The mayor. The man that she took one glance at on the night of his inauguration and dismissed as boring. A total stick in the mud. Only, he’s not so boring shirtless, in the middle of nowhere, doing things that are very illegal. At first, she’s appalled. Then her interest gets piqued. Stuck-up suit is hot! And he has tattoos. Then, he goes and kidnaps her...and she soon realizes, nobody is quite as hot as you thought they were when they’re holding you hostage.

I bargained with Lucifer. My end of this deal with the devil? Sneaking food into the prisoner's cell. Raphael, powerful Lord of Court of Sunder, is no less magnificent even in defeat, with burning violet eyes that track my every move. I shouldn't even be around him, for my dreams feel disturbingly like memories of forbidden things I'd done in a life I never lived. If he finds out about my terrors, he'll know Lucifer can Mark me, and use me to his bidding.

James Fulton is not a nice man. His dad taught him to destroy things, and he enjoyed doing it. When he was kicked out of Harvard for cheating, he could have taken it as a wake up call. He didn't. Paisley finds joy in simple things: snow cones, roller skates, kids. She doesn't have an ambitious bone in her body, but her friends don't mind. She cheers them on when they're up and supports them when they're down. Everyone loves Paisley, and for good reason. She's always there when you need her. When Paisley and James meet at a friend’s wedding, no one expects sparks to fly.

Billionaire heiress Brekka Thornton is headed for Olympic fame and glory until a car accident destroys all her plans. She redirects her efforts toward conquering the business world with her brother, Trig, closing the door on her old life without a backward glance. An IED blast sends Rob Graham back to the US with a purple heart and a broken back. After a miraculous recovery, he returns home to find that his dad needs him to run the family business. Rob never hesitates, even though he hates car sales more than pop up ads.

I didn't need the cherry red stilettos and tight mini skirt to make an impression, but I'm a firm believer in going big or going home. Plus, those shoes cost me a small fortune, so why not flaunt them? The last thing I'd have expected was that the one man I could hardly bear to share the same breathing space with would find me and my shoes appealing enough to break his firm stand on not getting down and dirty with a colleague.

There’s a common expression I remind myself of every day: that which does not kill us, makes us stronger. People think I live an idyllic life with my perfect husband, but they don’t know what lies beneath the façade.

There are two things event planner Geo Polson will not do. She won't plan weddings, and she will not date. No exceptions. Billionaire venture capitalist Trig Thornton doesn't live by hard and fast rules. After all, you don't finish first by staying in your lane. But when his best friend forces him to help plan a bachelor party, he doesn't expect to be smitten by the feisty wedding planner.

Trudy’s life is a wreck. She has no job, no husband, no college degree, a sick son, and a stack of medical bills. Her family and friends keep trying to set her up, but Trudy turns them down flat. She’s got a foolproof plan this time around. She won't go out for so much as a latte until she graduates, finds steady work, and pays off all her debt. Mr. Perfect will have to wait, because Trudy has no time for nonsense.

One question from an ex-lover. One text message from a complete stranger. The same answer to both...yes. Scarlett Bell has found a way to move beyond a dark past that threatened to take her best friend, Kinsley, from her. Now 10 years later Scarlett has everything. A multi-billion dollar fashion and beauty empire. A fabulous New York apartment filled with everything a girl could need. And an awesome best friend. What more could she want? Love, marriage, and a baby. Everything her best friend has. One ex-boyfriend could give her everything she thinks she wants.

A supercouple for Christmas. Rock 'n' roll cowboy Tucker McKay's muse has left the building. Returning to his roots at his Colorado ranch might be the inspiration he needs, and he's done everything he can to ensure his reputation shines for his eventual return to the public eye, should his muse show up again. Ready to leave town, he's not prepared for the paparazzi frenzy after a starlet falls face down on his lap at LA's trendiest new night club.

The moment I heard Ryder’s voice, I was a goner. As a photographer, I was used to working with beautiful people, but Ryder Williams was the most perfect male specimen who had ever stood before me. I knew without a doubt it would take no time at all for him to be the next big thing...or for him to steal my heart. Model and photographer, we shouldn’t cross that line, but there was no stopping the passion we felt. Nothing else mattered. Not the age difference. Not that he was a client. Not even our pasts.

This summer was supposed to be my pre-graduation reward, doing nothing but catch up with all the fun my friends had while my nose was to the academic grindstone. Instead, I’ve been guilted into helping out with the family’s cleaning business. At least there’s a consolation prize. My client is fabulously successful, insanely rich Chadwick St. Clair. We have sort of a history. As a pigtailed kid, I lived to torment him. When I grew old enough to notice his hard-as-steel body, warm eyes, and gentle voice that talked me through some hard times, I crushed on him. Hard.