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Mesmerized by her beauty, I watched as she swayed to the music. Incomparable and exotic, her call to every cell in my body was louder than the 120 decibels of our last concert. Winning her should have been easy. But Aria Winters was unfazed by stardom and looked at me with disdain. She was the only girl I’d ever met who didn’t like rock stars. Challenge accepted.

When former rodeo star Hayes Matthews returns to Tree Fork Ranch to care for his injured uncle, he’s shocked to find Bailey Logan—his first love—working there. He never understood why she vanished years ago, and now, seeing her, more beautiful than ever, he wants answers. He swears he won’t fall for her again, no matter how strong the pull.

How did I become the hot hockey player's nanny? I'm glad you asked. It started with a catsuit and a debt I could never pay off. My dad stole money from lots of athletes, and I've spent years trying to make things right. There's only one last name on the list. Hockey legend Liam Locke—who hates me. Years ago, we shared a passionate night that he believes was all part of the plan to trick him. It wasn't. I fell hard for Liam that night. Truth—I'm still falling.

Being a teacher isn’t necessarily my passion, but pissing my dad off is. He thinks teaching is beneath our family, and I love watching him squirm. But the joke’s on me. I’m completely obsessed with the quiet, beautiful girl in my class.

Life has been nonstop since the day I became Mrs. Crusade. Not that I have any interest in slowing down now that I've found my rhythm in Lake Chapel. I love my life, my boys, and the future we're creating together. This semester, I even get to live with my best friend and her cohort of men. There's more than enough room at the Crusade Mansion for the ten of us, but between conflicting schedules, increased security measures, and Kendrick's NFL draft intentions, it's rare that I get time with all four of my guys. That's why I'm thrilled about our plans for Valentine's Day.

No messy mating bonds, and steady work was always easy to find. That all goes out the window when she takes a live-in nanny gig for a hockey player who's suddenly become a single "dad" to his baby half-brother. As if that wasn't enough, his pack includes two other seriously hot alphas. Not that they would be interested in a beta like her. Or so she thinks....

Anya just wants to be left alone. Haunted by a dark past, the quiet omega has built a solitary life in her tiny apartment, finding solace in her art. Love, especially with a pack of alphas, is the furthest thing from her mind. Then three loud hockey players move in upstairs, turning her peaceful world upside down.

The grumpy recluse begrudgingly rents me his guest house if I agree to leave him alone. Too bad I've never been good at doing what I'm told. I am in desperate need of a place to live when my ex-boyfriend unceremoniously kicks me out weeks before a huge break in my career. Things look hopeless until I find a listing for a home that would be perfect, complete with a concise list of dos and don'ts. All I have to do is ignore the alarmingly good-looking owner, Levi, and follow his strict rules.

He's grumpy, he's growly, he's a super-hot professional hockey player. He's also—after a crazy night in Vegas—my husband. Don't worry, nothing happened. He's too honorable, and I'm not that kind of girl, despite what the media writes about me. But I've got a problem. I can't have one of those crazy, spontaneous Vegas mistakes. Not while I'm trying to get my career back on track. I need a real marriage. Which means I need a fake husband. And he's just the man for the job.

Never let them get you to the second location. Even if that location happens to be a lakeside mansion home to four hot-as-sin men. After years of living in survival mode, I'm finally hitting rewind on the story of my life. There's nothing standing in the way of my bright future at Lake Chapel University. Or so I thought.

As a teenager, I learned firsthand how untrustworthy and cruel a woman could be. She destroyed me from the inside out and took everything from me. The first chance I got, I ran and have been running from my past ever since. Until I met Hayley. She's a complete game changer. She's everything I never thought a woman could be. She's honest and sincere and completely selfless, and by some miracle, she's fighting for me. I'm learning, if I want to keep her, I'm going to need to find the courage to fight for us.

I flee for my life when I leave Chicago, escaping a lifetime of misery. From the moment my eyes land on Mya Whitfield—I'm done for. Don't even get me started on watching her play the cello. I've never envied anything like I envy that enormous piece of wood between her legs. Move over, cello… There's a new man in town.

I agreed to be Isaac Keller's fake girlfriend. I know, crazy, right? He's the star of the hockey team and heir to a billion-dollar corporation. I should have run, but we've already established my level of sanity. Anyway, I agreed. The deal is done.

I am the embodiment of chaos—a free spirit recently liberated from the weight of an overbearing family. Spontaneity is my mantra; I revel in the unpredictable whirlwind of life. Then there’s Liam—Mr. Order himself. His life is meticulously planned and ruled by discipline, making him the epitome of structure and control. Yet beneath his composed exterior lies Silverbrook's most enigmatic figure, a man whose actions defy the very rules he lives by. In his most daring act, he captures the one thing I never expected to surrender—my heart.

Beck Danvers stormed off stage last night during the Dead Ringers' sold-out world tour, sending the world of rock and roll into chaos as everyone scrambles to figure out what happened. The Dead Ringers are no stranger to tragedy, and it seems it has once again struck this iconic band in their prime. Can they recover? Will Beck Danvers ever return? Will we ever discover the secrets hidden behind the curtain of this cursed band?

I steer clear of relationships, especially the messy ones. I keep things simple, and it works for me. Until I agree to help out Cosette Dubois by pretending to date her. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Kind and sweet and smart and talented. Fake boyfriend… no problem. I'm a giver that way. Throw in a crazy ex, a Botox-injected mother who hates me, a snaggletoothed dog who can turn on a dime, and a woman I can't stop thinking about.

Celia Alvarez is engaged to one of the wealthiest men in the country—so why is she slaving away in the kitchen, making Thanksgiving Dinner for his entire family all by herself? Her future in-laws seem to think she’s either the cook or the maid and none of them has offered to lift a finger to help. Just as Celia is wishing for a change, Fate provides one. The doorbell rings and two huge Kindred warriors are standing there, claiming the she is their mate.

Cole Westbrook was the orchestrator of my most significant firsts–my first kiss, love, heartbreak, and regret. Following a harrowing event that left me broken, I've rebuilt myself, stronger and more resilient. The vulnerable girl who fell for Cole is gone, replaced by someone determined not to let him shatter her world again. Yet, resisting Cole's tempestuous pull proves more challenging than I ever imagined. He's a force of nature, equally captivating and destructive on his best and worst days.

Lake Jones has the perfect job, an addiction to binge-watching Netflix, and the world's ugliest cat. She's also a bit sexually frustrated. Until… Fate bestows a breath of mercy upon her in the form of Minnesota's NFL starting quarterback. But this gift is no stranger. Lake met Cage Monaghan three years earlier.

I just announced my engagement to a hot billionaire. Yes, you read that right. A billionaire. My family is ecstatic and already celebrating. Only they don't know the truth. My engagement is faker than my Chanel handbag. My fake fiancé, Jackson Pruitt, is paying me to pretend to be in love with him so he can inherit his family's company. How cliché! My parents are planning free trips to Fiji. I'm counting down the days to end this thing. They don't know he's the same man I had a one-night stand with. Or the man who was super annoyed when Lenny at the bodega gave me his number.