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Can a Pop Superstar find forever with the Small Town Guy next door? Maybe I worked a little too hard. Maybe I pushed myself past a few too many limits. Okay, so passing out in front of seventy thousand people on the last night of my sold out tour was definitely not on the schedule. Hey, at least...

My name is Hunter Jordan, lead singer of Hammered and no, I didn't name my package Manaconda. Rolling Stone did. On the front cover of their damn magazine. I still haven't lived it down. And now our record label wants to maximize the frenzy. So, I have a brand new PR person–Kennedy McManus. And she's making me insane. I don't know whether to ignore her, yell at her, or push her up against the wall and kiss her smart mouth shut.

Kira Webb was one of the strongest women I knew—she just didn’t realize it yet. She calls me Viking, and she’s not wrong. I’m rough around the edges and work as hard as I play. What she’s going to find out is that I love even harder. I knew from the moment I met her she was made for me. The problem? My Kira is stubborn and she takes her job very seriously. We both want to prove ourselves and make the new Brothers Three Taproom a success. I’m the brew master, hired for my out of the box thinking and creative hard cider formulas.

It’s been a very long time since I’ve been with a woman. By choice. Even as my brother and my fellow cops have paired off and started families, I’ve focused on policing Crescent Cove. It’s a good small town filled with great businesses, wonderful families, and babies. Many, many babies. But I’m not about that life. Until we hire a new dispatcher after Bonnie retires. She’s younger than I am. Beautiful. The sunshine to the worst of my grumpiness.

I’m a former bad boy turned one of the newest cops in Crescent Cove. No matter what, I’m determined to earn the respect of my fellow cops—and my law enforcement family, including my older brother Brady—as the new guy.

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I’m a good girl, the kind who didn’t hesitate to say yes to my beloved grandmother’s request to go with her to Fiji after she broke up with her fiancé. Sun, sand, relaxation, who would say no? But I never expected to meet a handsome, exciting stranger who wanted to give me the world. Passion, mystery, so much pleasure, all at my fingertips. For a night, I was his fairy tale Cinderella. But then the no strings we’d agreed on became awful sticky when I found out he’s my boss’ best friend and a powerful millionaire divorce attorney to boot. 

I’ll do anything for the cookie. I’m used to playing the field. But specialty baker Tabitha wrapped me up in her the first time I tasted her...frosting. Suddenly I’m offering my services in any way I can. Need help babysitting your new puppy? Check. Bakery invaded by a rogue duck? Check. Missed dinner and want takeout? Check. Except that late at night after I’m done with patrol, we fall into bed. And onto the kitchen counter. And into the shower. Turns out that whole protect-and-serve thing apparently doesn’t extend to birth control. 

Long hours revamping Tish’s place leads to more than a few sparks....and not the kind that require the fire department. So, when she needs a date for a memorial, I’m not missing my chance. But surprise! Crescent Cove baby water works....even out of town. Who knew? Now, I'm determined to show Tish I’m the man - and daddy-to-be - of her dreams, no matter what roadblocks are in my way. And I’ll use every one of my Lucky-style wiles to prove it to her.

My new neighbor is sinfully delicious. He’s also an elementary schoolteacher who flirts with absolutely everyone. I flirt back - all very casually - until the night he accidentally ends up in my bed. And, since I’m very in tune with the universe, I can’t look a gift di...ah, horse in the mouth, right? Caleb’s hot as heck, and he’s not all talk when it comes to his seductive charm. Let’s just say rulers have nothing on him. Cough, cough, wink. Then I start craving pickle-flavored ice cream. With peanut butter sauce and a cherry on top.

Preston Michael Shaw. PMS, as I like to call him. I don’t need his job. I don’t need his fancy designer suits or his arrogance or his claims that I put a hex on him, because of course a strong, empowered woman needs to put a spell on a man. As if I want him. Pfft. He should be so lucky.

A baby in a basket left on a doorstep is such a clichè...It’s also my life. I carry a gun and a badge and help keep order in small town Crescent Cove. What I don’t do? Change diapers. Sing songs about sharks. Or...ask for help. But my best friend, Gina Ramos, knows I’m in over my head. She’s the only one keeping me sane. And playing house with her is starting to feel way too real. And get way too hot. Because the biggest thing I don’t want to do? Is to lose my best friend...or find out my little girl isn’t really mine.

Braking too fast when it’s snowing? Bad. Crashing your new sports car? Worse. Kissing a beautiful stranger with lips that taste like vanilla who flees without sharing her digits...or even her name? Worst of all. But I was determined not to leave small town Crescent Cove before Christmas without finding my gorgeous mysterious woman. And I succeeded. I just didn’t expect our night of cider-scented passion - hey, we visited the holiday festival first - to lead to a gift that will keep on giving forever. Now I have to convince her to take a chance on me, no matter the odds...

Okay, so he wasn’t actually my ex. August is my best friend’s older brother, and he just went with me to Macy and Gideon’s wedding. You know, friends with no benefits. Then we ended up having sex at said wedding. We agreed to not do it again. Until I thought I was pregnant. And instead of being upset, I was happy. Except I wasn’t. Pregnant, that is. Then I drunk dialed August and asked him to make a baby with me. On purpose. I wanted to take it back. To die of shame. But the next thing I knew, he was at my door....

Run, he whispered in my ear. While you still can. I walked into a club called Ruin and found it - and him - when he bent me over the piano he was playing. I did as he said, but not until after he’d decimated me in the filthiest way possible. I loved every second. That one, and the ones that came years later. When he sang with me against his will, although the words burned and the scar tissue left him raw. But someone is watching us. And our stalker isn’t content to stay on the sidelines any longer. The curtain is about to rise. Win, lose...or die.

I’m the one who isn’t pregnant. Yet.... Expanding my successful café was a no-brainer. Sleeping with the contractor? Well, mix some hormones, excellent coffee, and the romantic atmosphere of the movie Halloween, and naked stuff happens. Yeah, Gideon is smokin’ hot, as shown by the photos from that pesky camera crew that’s suddenly following us around. Say what? Because surprise - he’s a single father, and now he’s the most eligible one in Crescent Cove. Every horny woman in our small town wants a go at his tool...belt.

I’m having a millionaire’s baby...New Year’s Eve, a night of new beginnings. Asher and I talked and sipped champagne. Eventually, we went up to my room at the bed and breakfast and...Let’s just say when I left that room, I was no longer a virgin. And that was it. Until I was approached for a nanny position that I wasn’t sure I was equipped for. And the man behind the curtain raising his best friend’s little girl was...Asher.

"Snowed in rocker makes unplanned baby with saucy waitress. News at 11." I could see the tabloids now. Yeah, I play guitar and sing occasionally. But my main role is as a producer for other musicians. That's why I came to Crescent Cove - to help rock star Kellan McGuire with his first solo project. Not to get stuck in a surprise snowstorm with a smart, funny lass with big brown eyes, and a very flexible...body. The next night, I was on a flight back to LA. I returned to town months later to help Kellan. Right. 

Simon Kagan is on tour overseas with his band, Oblivion, when he sees his mirror image singing on a TV talent competition. A man who’s trying to capitalize on his fame and everything he’s built. Not if Simon has anything to say about it. But first, he has to find the bastard... Margo Kagan is hiding one of her own. And the timing couldn’t be worse, since no one knows why Simon’s supposed brother picked now to show up. Family reunion? Or something far more sinister...

Baby Daddy Wanted: "Single, personable woman seeking a man for the purposes of procreation. No further interaction with the child is required, unless desired by father-to-be. Child will be created the old-fashioned way, assuming both parties agree." I wasn’t expecting much, to tell the truth. For a week, I got no bites. Then I got a reply. We started to email. Text. He was sweet. Funny. Suddenly, the idea of doing the naked make-a-baby rumba with him seemed like more fun than function. Then I found out who he was. He found out who I was. Tomorrow, I’m going to see him at work.