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Fresh out of vet school, I married Pierce Aldridge. Gorgeous, sexy, and smart. He’s a philanthropist with a heart of gold, or so I thought. But after a while he became distant, self-centered, and callous. The man I married disappeared before my eyes. I should leave him, but I can’t do it just yet. There’s one thing I need, but I can’t have it if I divorce him. Just a few more months. But my plans fall through when his father dies. The man was just as ruthless as his son.

I was always a type-A kind of girl - and that’s exactly what got me into trouble with Sterling Ahren. Having a baby before 30 didn’t work out, so I took some time off to sort out my life. Sterling’s my new landlord...and he doesn’t plan anything. He’s a billionaire playboy who can’t stand the holidays. A recluse of the worst kind, Sterling makes Scrooge look like a generous soul...except Ebenezer was never this sexy.

When my employer Henry Aldridge is set to claim a large inheritance from his deceased father, he drags me along with him - because he needs his assistant. Henry drags me to a small town where everyone knows your business and to a family that’s more broken than close. The Aldridge brothers are handsome, arrogant, and sinful. They’re also too much to handle. Except you should never judge a book by its cover. And Henry Aldridge has more hiding beneath the surface than I ever thought possible....

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.

Tucker Decker is an infamous billionaire. He’s ruthless, impulsive, cold-hearted, and hot as sin. He likes his relationships casual and his commitments without strings. But when it comes to his former bandmates, he’d do anything for them. Tragedy demands sacrifice. I’m an independent woman. I’ve learned never to ask for help. And I certainly didn't want it from Tucker.

From USA Today best-selling author Claudia Burgoa comes a fake-dating holiday romance filled with slow-burn tension, awkward family dinners, and one grumpy man who might just ruin Christmas for anyone else.

I can’t believe I’m calling Kentbury home. When I first arrived, I wasn’t planning on staying, but I’ve found my place here with Damian Harris. Our arrangement started off as some no-strings-attached fun, but somewhere between midnight kisses and secret touches, my heart got involved. Now it’s almost New Year’s Eve, and I’m done being invisible. I’ve discovered how to love in Kentbury, learned who I really am—and I refuse to keep hiding behind locked doors. Damian may be tied to his powerful family name, but if he wants me by his side, he has to face the truth of who we are together.

The Paradise Book Collection 1-3 is filled with high emotions, second chances, emenies-to-lovers, and much more.

I came to Kentbury to recover. A heart attack has a way of forcing you to slow down, even if you’re not ready. My family insisted I take a break from my relentless life in Boston, dragging me to this small town where the only thing on my to-do list is co-chairing the Pumpkin Festival. Simple, right? Then I meet Meadow—an artist with fiery red hair and a smile that feels like sunlight after a long storm. She’s juggling a gallery opening, family obligations, and town festivals, making it all look easy. But in her eyes is a woman who knows what it’s like to carry too much.

I’m down on my luck. Scratch that. This is the worst week of my life. Enter the last person I want to deal with: Burke St. James. He’s wealthy. He’s a womanizer. And a big liar. And it turns out we need each other. Burke needs a fiancée to seal the deal of a lifetime. I need help or my business is going belly-up. So, Burke very non-romantically asks me to marry him. Well, he asks me to be fake engaged to him, anyway.

I thought I buried him with the rest of my past. The secrets. The ache. The night everything fell apart. But now Keir Timberbridge—the traitor, the boy I once loved more than life—is back. Barely alive. In my care. With no memory of who I am or what he did to me. I should walk away. Hell, I tried. But I’m the only one who can keep him hidden, keep him alive. This town still thinks I’m the girl who let him go. No one knows the truth—about the letters or what it cost me to survive.

I didn’t plan on ending up in Birchwood Springs. But after escaping a brutal marriage and discovering I’m pregnant, this town—and the broody tattoo artist who swore to protect me—might be the only shot I have at starting over. Atlas Timberbridge is nothing like the world I left behind. He’s all inked arms, gruff silence, and an unexpected gentleness that makes my heart ache. Pretending we were married was for my protection.

What do you do when your grandma wants to set you up on a date? You fake it. Simple. At least, that’s what I thought ten years ago. It was a little lie: I’m dating Heathcliff Spearman. Tall, dark, and incredibly handsome Heath Spearman. My best friend. I never thought things would get out of hand. But things snowballed, and my grandparents think he’s my fiancé. Oops!

I didn’t mean to fall for a man—let alone two at once. Especially not in the middle of a manhunt. I moved back to Birchwood Springs to help my mom with the bakery. What I got was a kidnapping, a conspiracy, and two men willing to burn the world down to protect me. Malerick Timberbridge is broody, guarded, and far too used to being alone. Cassian Harlan is the new bartender—or so he says. He’s chaos in a tactical vest and the only one who can crack Mal’s hardened exterior.

USA Today best-selling author Claudia Burgoa finishes an emotional rockstar romance duet where second chances between soulmates could make the difference between love and loss.

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?