I’ve never been someone’s fake girlfriend before. I only agreed because Landon offered me an interview at my dream job. But then I put my foot in my mouth and turned this fake relationship into a week-long affair. Which means going on the family honeymoon… to Jamaica. Making matters worse, I kind of have a history with Theo the best man. As in, we totally hooked up right before all of this. Avoiding his knowing smiles all week isn’t going to be easy.

After being dumped at a strip club during my bachelorette party, I didn't expect to be rescued by four hot-as-sin men who work there. One moment, I'm staring at the gorgeous twin strippers up on stage. The next, I'm reading a devastating text from my fiancé. I moved across the country for that jerk, and now I have nowhere to go. Then four men step in to dry my tears. They invite me to the house they share and take care of me. I should be mourning the end of my engagement, but instead I'm mesmerized by my new roommates.

I came back to Florida to settle my mother's estate. But after a raging house fire, I'm rescued by three swoony firemen. There's just one problem. One of them is sorta, kinda, my ex. Jack Franco was the boy-next-door from my childhood. Literally. Part friend, part foebut 100% swoony hunk that I always had a crush on. We spent our high school years flirting and bickering and teasing each other, but despite the way we secretly looked at each other, we went off to college and missed our chance.

I wish that’s what the ad had said. Because it was a huge surprise when I was picked up for my interview in a freaking helicopter. Now I’m nannying the children of Braxton Nash, the young, fearless billionaire in charge of Nash Capital. But at night? He has more exciting plans for me. And that’s not the only fringe benefit of this job. The billionaire wants to share me with his two friends. Adam Sizemore: the lean, boyishly-handsome personal assistant with a sharp mind and even sharper tongue.

Nerdy coder girl? Check. Massive debt? Double-check. New job working for three Silicon Valley billionaires at a cryptocurrency startup? Ugh. Triple-check. There's Jude Cauthon, chief technical officer of the company, nerdy and sweet and awkward in all the right ways. Owen March, on the other hand? He’s the cocky know-it-all CEO. Then there's Furio Rossi, the Italian billionaire who just invested in our company. Can we get this tech startup off the ground and turn it into a billion-dollar company? Or will all our hard work—and the love we've found along the way—be for nothing?

As a high-end surrogate for a mystery client, Quinn's shocked to learn she's pregnant by one of three ripped, musclebound mercenaries. The down side? These ex-Special Forces just happen to be hunted by the shattered remnants of a dangerous Colombian cartel.

‘Back to Highschool’ frat parties aren’t my scene. But when the games start, and I’m dared to join in, I can’t resist. You see, dares have always provided an excuse to be a crazy and exciting version of me. The kind of girl who steps into a closet wearing a little black dress and a blindfold, with no idea what to expect.

When my best friend Kinsley's animal shelter holds a charity fundraiser, I'm only happy to help. When she puts me up on the auction block? The bidding ends in a three-way tie. Enter Christian, the strapping Hollywood lawyer, as well as Shane and Darius, two ex-Army brothers in arms. All three of them are willing to share me for the night, and what a night it is! The places they take me and the things they do leave me breathless and fantasizing about them...all the way back to New York.

I fled to the mountains to get away from women. They all wanted a piece of my fortune, but I wasn't about to give them anything. I didn't want romance. I didn't want love. Until I saw Savannah. Wandering through the wilderness by herself. I followed her to make sure she was safe from the beasts lurking inside the darkness. But who's going to protect her from the beast lurking inside me? The obsessive one who wants to own her. The one who wants to steal her away where she can never escape. She's striking something deep and primal in me, and I don't know if I can hold it back.

Everything is going great with my three suitors until Luke hooks me up with a flight attendant gig for a private airline. And although the money is very good, not everything is what it seems. Especially when we begin flying some awfully suspicious routes to Mexico… Can we figure out what’s happening on these private flights? Or will my curiosity send all four of us into a nosedive?

My mom instilled all the right values in me. I'm hard-working, loyal, and kind. I'm inexperienced at twenty-three years old… Until I walk into three separate lecture halls, and three different professors catch my eye. Derek teaches modern literature and is under investigation by the board… But all I can think about is his chiseled, clean-shaven jaw and how his inner calmness must make him very passionate behind closed doors. Samuel is the bad boy in my trio, a professor of ethics and morals… He's also the one who noticed me right away, kickstarting his gentle obsession with my well-being.

NY-tough agency owner Juliana Emerson has never taken no for an answer. So after choosing the ultimate donor to father her child, and then learning his sample was lost? She takes matters into her own hands, as usual.

For my senior year of college, I’m renting a bedroom in a house with three other girls. So it’s a huge shock when I move in and discover...that my roommates are three swoony guys. As if that wasn’t bad enough: I almost hooked up with two of them last night.

Three US Navy SEALs. One lucky nanny. I lied my way into a Lakers suite to get closer to the game. I had no idea I was messing with a bunch of Navy SEALs. But the three gorgeous, powerful men aren't angry. In fact, they want to offer me a job. Rogan, the tall, dark, and handsome commander who goes the extra mile by visiting my hotel and convincing me to take the job. Brady, the Boston goofball whose dirty jokes and naughty smiles send an excited shiver up my spine. Asher, the freckled blond sweetheart who specializes in combat intelligence.

What was I thinking, accepting a modeling job in a freaking bikini? I used to be a model, but my life is so different now… I'm a single mom trying to make ends meet when they hire me. There's Harper, the tall, tattooed, serious, and gorgeous billionaire who wants to change the world. Player Desi is the confident, handsome stylist on set, teasing me relentlessly and making me want more… And there's also quiet Silver, the irresistible shy photographer for the shoot. I may be wrong… but I think they all want me.

I’ve never been someone’s fake girlfriend before. I only agreed because Landon offered me an interview at my dream job. But then I put my foot in my mouth and turned this fake relationship into a week-long affair. Which means going on the family honeymoon… to Jamaica. Making matters worse, I kind of have a history with Theo the best man. As in, we totally hooked up right before all of this. Avoiding his knowing smiles all week isn’t going to be easy.

I started working at Cassidy Ranch as a research project. I never expected to fall in love. But after meeting the three charming Cassidy brothers, I’m falling head over heels in love.

When my best friend Kinsley's animal shelter holds a charity fundraiser, I'm only happy to help. When she puts me up on the auction block? The bidding ends in a three-way tie. Enter Christian, the strapping Hollywood lawyer, as well as Shane and Darius, two ex-Army brothers in arms. All three of them are willing to share me for the night, and what a night it is! The places they take me and the things they do leave me breathless and fantasizing about them...all the way back to New York.

I wish that’s what the ad had said. Because it was a huge surprise when I was picked up for my interview in a freaking helicopter. Now I’m nannying the children of Braxton Nash, the young, fearless billionaire in charge of Nash Capital. But at night? He has more exciting plans for me. And that’s not the only fringe benefit of this job. The billionaire wants to share me with his two friends. Adam Sizemore: the lean, boyishly-handsome personal assistant with a sharp mind and even sharper tongue.

Nerdy coder girl? Check. Massive debt? Double-check. New job working for three Silicon Valley billionaires at a cryptocurrency startup? Ugh. Triple-check. There's Jude Cauthon, chief technical officer of the company, nerdy and sweet and awkward in all the right ways. Owen March, on the other hand? He’s the cocky know-it-all CEO. Then there's Furio Rossi, the Italian billionaire who just invested in our company. Can we get this tech startup off the ground and turn it into a billion-dollar company? Or will all our hard work—and the love we've found along the way—be for nothing?

Everything is going great with my three suitors until Luke hooks me up with a flight attendant gig for a private airline. And although the money is very good, not everything is what it seems. Especially when we begin flying some awfully suspicious routes to Mexico… Can we figure out what’s happening on these private flights? Or will my curiosity send all four of us into a nosedive?

I came back to Florida to settle my mother's estate. But after a raging house fire, I'm rescued by three swoony firemen. There's just one problem. One of them is sorta, kinda, my ex. Jack Franco was the boy-next-door from my childhood. Literally. Part friend, part foebut 100% swoony hunk that I always had a crush on. We spent our high school years flirting and bickering and teasing each other, but despite the way we secretly looked at each other, we went off to college and missed our chance.

When these guys showed up to board their dogs, I thought they were just a trio of extremely handsome men. I definitely didn’t know they were the three most famous athletes in St. Louis. Christian, the stoic, broad-shouldered quarterback who oozes leadership and confident charm from every pore. Braden, the blond wide receiver who’s extremely cocky—when he’s not being a mischievous goofball. Logan, known as the Toronto Terror, the hockey left wing who growls more than he speaks and has a habit of picking fights on—and off—the ice.

Three sexy soldiers escorting me to exotic locations around the world. Watching my back. Protecting me. Sharing me. I met the most gorgeous man in the world at a hacker convention. And out of everyone there, he took me back to his hotel room. But a sizzling night of passion wasn't the only thing he had in mind. He gave me a proposition I never expected. A spot on his mercenary team. A mission to assassinate a Colombian drug lord. A chance to avenge my father’s death. Can I survive their intense love? Or will my inability to choose get in the way of our mission?

Three sinfully delicious single-dad billionaires. One fake marriage. I spend my days in the icy cold Alps, taking care of their babies. And they tip me generously at night, like only they can.

After being dumped at a strip club during my bachelorette party, I didn't expect to be rescued by four hot-as-sin men who work there. One moment, I'm staring at the gorgeous twin strippers up on stage. The next, I'm reading a devastating text from my fiancé. I moved across the country for that jerk, and now I have nowhere to go. Then four men step in to dry my tears. They invite me to the house they share and take care of me. I should be mourning the end of my engagement, but instead I'm mesmerized by my new roommates.

My friends can be real jerks sometimes, especially when they set up a fake dating profile in my name asking for three guys instead of one! But then this incredible response comes through, and I just can't ignore it. It's apparently all or nothing when it comes to these military men, and a triple date sure sounds like a fun way to break the monotony of my boring dating life, doesn't it? I'd never considered dating more than one person, much less getting involved with three! No strings, no jealousy; just three ripped, powerful men with a drive and ambition that match my own.

Three US Navy SEALs. One lucky nanny. I lied my way into a Lakers suite to get closer to the game. I had no idea I was messing with a bunch of Navy SEALs. But the three gorgeous, powerful men aren't angry. In fact, they want to offer me a job. Rogan, the tall, dark, and handsome commander who goes the extra mile by visiting my hotel and convincing me to take the job. Brady, the Boston goofball whose dirty jokes and naughty smiles send an excited shiver up my spine. Asher, the freckled blond sweetheart who specializes in combat intelligence.

For my senior year of college, I’m renting a bedroom in a house with three other girls. So it’s a huge shock when I move in and discover...that my roommates are three swoony guys. As if that wasn’t bad enough: I almost hooked up with two of them last night.

‘Back to Highschool’ frat parties aren’t my scene. But when the games start, and I’m dared to join in, I can’t resist. You see, dares have always provided an excuse to be a crazy and exciting version of me. The kind of girl who steps into a closet wearing a little black dress and a blindfold, with no idea what to expect.