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Yeah, so I found my girlfriend in bed with another man. It happens, even to famous star athletes like me. I’m not the kind of guy that lets that stuff bring him down. What do I do? Rebound. Simple. That’s how I meet Grace: Stunning, funny, wild in bed, and she enjoys the ‘no strings attached’ kind of thing. It’s almost too good to be true. That’s when I find out it really is…

My one-night stand is my new boss. I met him at the society wedding of the year; he's the man every woman in New York wants. He's rich. Devastatingly good looking. Charming. Mr. I-Could-Blow-Your-Mind. And yes, he did blow my mind. It was just supposed to be one night. I told him I don't date. But now he wants to make me his. How will I resist all those suits and the muscles they hide? How will I survive the unexpected dinner parties and work trips? How will I ignore the scorching chemistry between us? I can’t give my heart away again. Spoiler alert: I'm failing.

So I woke up married today. For some that’s not a big deal. For me…I have no idea who the woman is. Don’t get me wrong—her killer curves, big smile, and way-too-eager-to-be-married-to-me attitude is kind of attractive. But this isn’t me. I’m the guy on the team who makes sure this kind of crap doesn’t happen. There’s one choice: end the marriage. Pronto. I’m going under the knife for shoulder surgery and my plan is to wake up with a new shoulder and be a single man. I couldn’t be any more wrong if I tried…

Arman Romanov has looked out for me since I was a little girl, yet now when I need him more than ever I can't stand the idea of accepting help from the son of a man my father betrayed. But it isn't up to me. A powerful mafia family is demanding that I pay my father's debts and Arman is the only one who can protect me, but that isn't the reason I'm sore, spent, and sleeping by his side tonight.

A knock at my door reveals a very pregnant woman. Good news: I’m not the father of her baby. Bad news: I am the father of the baby her sister is carrying. I’m the bad boy, rock star, playboy ice hockey star. I collect paychecks and shell out broken hearts. Now I’m collecting the storm of pregnancy hormones and shelling out foot rubs. How am I supposed to go from the hottest bachelor in the world… to being called ‘Dad’?

When Nikolai Romanov came looking for my brother, I emptied my savings hoping I could pay off his debt. But I didn't have even close to enough, so the bastard decided to take me instead. I didn't expect a Russian mafia boss like him to be gentle with me...and he wasn't. Not when he spanked me for daring to wear panties under the dress he chose for me, and certainly not when he stripped me out of that same dress and made me scream in his bed.

Conor Royce was always warned off his best friend's sister. He made a promise to never cross that line, but that's the thing about promises. They're made to be broken. Twisted in their newfound relationship, they start paving the way to their happily ever after until the day comes that Conor is deployed. Darcey begs for him to make a promise, a promise that he will come back home to her, and in return, she promises to fulfil her dreams whilst he is away. But that's the thing about promises. They're made to be broken.

An arranged marriage isn’t the worst fate for a princess like me. Especially because I’ve been in love with my intended groom since we were children. But when my prince shows up with an American girlfriend instead of an engagement ring, all arrangements are off. The clock is nearing midnight; I won’t turn into a pumpkin, but if I’m not wed by summer’s end, I’ll forfeit my kingdom. Just your typical royal dilemma. Out of sheer desperation, I make a deal with a devilish duke. Rafe de Silva is the prince’s rival and has a plan so ridiculous it just might work.

Astrid Bailey is content living alone, balancing her career as a contract machinist with her true passion: making “felicitation devices” for her discerning female clients. At the upcoming World’s Fair, with its substantial cash prize, there's an opportunity for her to open the shop she’s always imagined and solve her financial woes. With questionable credentials, though, she’s unable to enter without a reputable businessman to vouch for her.

I can pretend all day long because I’m Thatcher Manning, the guy who doesn’t do relationships. I’ll give a woman a wild romp. Hell, I’ll give her anything. Anything but my heart. I decided a long time ago I’d never get serious with a woman. The fact that I’m leaving town in a few months only cements that decision. But then Astrid has to get under my skin. She hands over the reins in bed - and out - and now I’m catching feelings. The kind you can’t fake.

A bachelor auction. I was in an f-ing bachelor auction. I wasn’t a cow. A bull, definitely. When the ladies started to bid, it was looking rough. Until she placed the winning bid. The one I wanted. The woman who’d kneed me in the balls the other day. Yeah, I was hot for a woman who wanted nothing to do with me. I was a guy obsessed. She might be the teacher, but she was going to learn she was all mine - and I wasn’t letting her go.

Grayson Green is nobody’s hero. He’s just a hardworking cowboy who’s taken his share of knockouts over the years. A man intent on keeping to himself and leaving his past behind. Then Emory walks into his life. She’s different. She has no idea who he is or what he’s done...and she wants him anyway. When someone from his past is prepared to take him down - and Emory along with him - he’ll have to prove he’s more than a cowboy.

When a rough-edged bad boy takes on a straight-laced college professor, can they both win the fight of their life? Reed Johnson grew up on the streets rough and ready with his fists to survive. These days, all his fighting now is done in the ring. With the Outlaw as his coach, he’s way more than a cowboy. That was enough for him - until he meets his new neighbor.

I'm on a mission to find myself a nice, solid, respectable man. The only problem is nice, solid, and respectable comes in a meh package and is B-O-R-I-N-G as hell. It's been established. I have one type. Bad Boy. I tried the other flavors, I really did. But there's nothing like the allure of a man who takes what he wants without apology. As if my love life isn't dramatic enough, Dean Bennett walks into my life again thinking he's going to win me back with his charm and charisma. He might come in a different package, but under that expensive suit he's still the same cocky, arrogant, pompous prick who only cares about numero uno. I'm not that naïve young girl anymore so I have to ignore the fact that the way he looks at me practically sets my panties on fire.

Detective Jared Manning met his match at a bar. After a night of passion, she flees his bed without so much as a note. Problem is, now he can’t find her. When they collide at her school, Mel resists his pull. She won’t risk her heart on the obvious playboy, even though she can’t stop thinking about ecstasy in his arms.

When my eyes are closed, the monster can't see me. When I sing a song in my head, the monster can't hear me. When I pretend my bedroom is a playground where I play hide-and-seek, the monster can't find me. The darkness should frighten me. I should worry I'll find more monsters...monsters scarier than him. But I'm not afraid.

Dating is hard. Dating in your 30s is even harder. Dating in Chicago is harder still. I haven't given up on finding my happily-ever-after, but in the age of swiping right and Netflix and chill, I'm wondering if everything is as temporary as my marriage turned out to be. Truth is, there is one guy I can't get my mind off of. Roarke Baldwin has salt and pepper hair I've dreamed of running my hands through, and I'm pretty sure that if I checked, he really does have a six-pack of abs underneath his suit.

The holidays are a time for giving, so when Marsh decides to give Jane a real Christmas, complete with family and friends, he never expected everything to go haywire. Meeting his family is only part of the problem. His parents, the reigning royalty of his race, are going to be a surprise to Jane, but no more so than his station as crown prince, a fact he had kept hidden from her till now.

There are wounds that never show on the body. For 29 years, Colbie Bennington does as expected with an eternal smile stained on her lips. The biggest chances she's ever taken can be counted on one hand, three fingers to be exact - her battered red chucks, painting her toenails a vibrant blue, and her wedding dress. Always the dutiful daughter and a Stepford fiancée, she has never acted on impulse, never been in love. She's never lived. On her wedding day, Colbie ends a toxic relationship, drops the fake smile, and says, "I can't do this anymore."

Two years. Since my life changed for the second time and not necessarily for the better. Two years since I traded prison bars for streets and hunted a runaway who I'd met in an alley. Two days. Since I forgot how to lie, woke to fists, and chased after the girl who'd been stolen from me. Two hours. To save her, rescue her, keep my lies intact. She looks at me full of hate. I look at her full of confession. Two minutes. For our relationship to switch from mutual dislike to floundering with unknowns. I've hurt her. Now, she's hurt me. I guess we're even.