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I found it (him) at the bookstore. Love. He was six foot four, lanky, blue-eyed. Jacob Decker was goofy, handsome, and cheesy. There’s no better way to describe him. But what can I expect of an eighteen-year-old boy who’s lived under a rock all his life? I’ll let you into a little secret. I had no idea what to expect. We were each other’s first everything. But the fantasy lasted only a semester. Soon I had to move away. A few years later, he was a rockstar, and I was…Grasping for a lifeline. The problem with first loves is that they never leave you. But they never come back, do they?

It all started on a dating app and a fake name. Instead of a hot hook-up, I end up face-to-face with Kingston St. James. He’s one of the most striking and wealthy men in Seattle—as well as my brother’s best friend.

I’m not sure how I ended up in Heartwood Lake. One minute, I’m trying to help a friend, and the next, I’m being shipped off to a small town. And the only person to blame for my predicament is Callahan Thorndale.

I never thought I’d be the proud owner of a quaint small-town bookstore, but life has a funny way of surprising us. With my virtual BFF’s encouragement to seize the day and follow my heart.

He put me together when I was broken. He loved me when I couldn’t stand on my own two feet. We fought for our freedom. But still, I feel incomplete. Piper Decker might own a piece of me. But Derek Hastings claimed me when I was broken.

I have two jobs. Two identities. Only one name. Lang. I manage musicians, represent athletes, and the odd author. (It’s a long story.) I also work for The Organization—a secret high intelligence agency. We don’t mind bending the law to get things done. Though, I’m always in the background flying drones, researching, scouting….

My future and my heart shattered the day he died. Well, they say he died, but I still sense him. They call it ghost pains. It’s like my soul can’t live without him. And after seven years, I’m almost ready to let him go....

Some people can’t drive 55. Me? I’ve never done simple. But after Thea and Tristan came into my life, everything fell into place. Thea and Tristan make me whole. We’re in love. Or…I thought we were. Are we?

He says they can both love me. Protect me. Be the men I need. Can I possibly believe them? Every one of my relationships—from hookups to business partners—begins and ends with an NDA. Hell, I’ve never even been on a real date. That’s what happens when your famous, secretly gay parents go to extremes to protect their kids from the media’s unrelenting spotlight.

I’m still unsure how I got here. There was Vegas. Alcohol involved. And rumor has it, Elvis was our witness. All that happened 10 years ago. Ten. Tall, dark, and delicious, Seth Bradley is some sort of Double-O-Seven—and my childhood crush. One moment I’m Rachel Green discovering that she’s married to Ross Geller. Next, I have to run for my life. This isn’t how I imagined my happily ever after. Right now, I’m just hoping to get out of this one alive.

The Organization has one rule. Never leave any trail behind. But apparently, I did, and after almost seven years, they came after me. It wasn’t enough that they killed my best friend. Now they want to kill me.

USA Today best-selling author Claudia Burgoa brings us a lighthearted small-town romantic comedy.

I love routine. Schedules. Stability. And I’m about to travel across the country with an actual chicken and the one man who I would schedule a root canal to avoid. How did this happen? Let me back up. My mom had one final request of me before she died: to spread her ashes around the country while I completed her bucket list. It won’t be easy, but I want to honor her wishes. However, I need some help (and I absolutely hate that). I don’t have a license—or a car—and I need someone to drive who won’t mind my mom’s chicken, Hennifer Aniston, on board.

It’s been five years since I lost myself. Instead of conquering the world, I was broken by a man. Now, I’m willing to risk everything to find the more I’ve always wanted. Finding love is on top of that list. Mason Bradley has always been there for me. He held me when my world shattered. He helped piece me back together after I was broken. Now, I think it’s time he teaches me how to date. But Mason Bradley owns a high intelligence security company. He dedicates his life to serving others. He doesn’t want a place to call home. And he’s not looking for love.

I’m music royalty. Part of Hollywood’s elite. It’s a perk of being the only daughter of Gabe Colt and Chris Decker. Except, no one knows my fathers are together. They kept their marriage private along with their children. They hid us–and their love for each other–for years. I grew up sheltered from the celebrity world. But I was exposed to so many lies. All I’ve ever wanted is a normal life. Friends. Love. Sure, I have my brothers and the handsome, geeky Mason Bradley, but that’s not enough. I want romantic love. Instead of finding it—him–I fell for Porter Kendrick.

Luna Harbor is a picturesque town near the base of the Olympic Mountains. Billionaire heroes fall for strong-willed heroines in a series about coming together. There’s friendship and family to be found, and in Luna Harbor, everyone gets their happy ending.

This collection includes the first four books of my series: Maybe Later, My One Regret, Wrong Text, Right Love, and Begin with Me.

Music is all I know. It saved me as a kid. It brings me fame and fortune now. But what am I, the famous Gage Rodin, doing at night when I’m on the road and can’t sleep googling her? Tess Hades, the girl who still haunts my dreams and my lyrics. She arrived like a quiet storm, a wild thing with eyes guarded to the world. But she let me into the deep end of her beautifully broken soul. When we were together, life was simple. When my life got complicated, she did what she thought was the right thing, she let me go.

What happens when you break the cardinal rule? I’m good at following rules. Like don’t sleep with your hot employees. That’s a good rule. At least I was until that night. I blame the champagne and the tuxedo he wore. There are several reasons why I shouldn’t be attracted to Elliot McPhee. He’s emotionally unavailable. He’s in his mid-forties—too old for me. He’s my employee. He’s jaded after a disastrous divorce. He’s leaving soon. But he has gray eyes, and a deep velvety voice…did I mention he looks like Joshua Jackson?

Know what they say about never mixing business with pleasure? Yeah, no. The one about never sleeping with your boss? I ignored it too. I blame Aslan Spearman, the boss.