I'm Madison. I spent the last seventeen years in a trailer with my mom as she rolled from one addiction to the next. All I wanted was to survive high school and get out of this place. Finding out I had a long lost twin sister on the other side of the country seemed like something out of a movie. Too bad I didn't realize it was a horror movie. Now I'm Madelaine. We were only supposed to switch lives for a summer. But then the unthinkable happened and now I have the chance to be my twin for the rest of my life. I get the fancy house, the rich father, and the elite school.

Sawyer Daniels had a plan. She'd teach at the daycare and go to class until she finished her degree. Once a week, she would bartend at the strip club, Atlantis, to earn the money she needed to break free. She just had to make it until graduation, and then, with any luck she'd be out of this mess. But one night, she meets Rex Lockwood. The hot and broody man she'd been eyeing one night at work. When one thing leads to another, she ends the night in his lap where lines between work and pleasure begin to blur.

It started with a kiss. One that never should have happened. Liam was only doing what best friends do—standing up for me. It didn’t mean anything. Right? Sure, it made the fact I had to move in with him for a few months a bit complicated, but we’ve been firmly in the mutual friend zone for years. He’s the one who christened me ‘Charlie’ after all. He only saw me as one of the guys. Crossing the line is off limits.

I hate Felix Malone with all my heart and soul. He's the second-born son of a murderous don. The newest leader of the Malone mafia family now that his father is dead. If I could have hoped a change in management would mean a positive shift for the notorious crime family, I'm proven wrong as Felix quickly settles into his new role and lays scourge on New York City. He believes he's not as bad as the man who came before him, purely because the women he beds survive the night. But Felix is just a different kind of evil.

Kiki's got a secret mission on Willow Shade Island—to sneak a peek at the daughter she had to give up. But life's got other plans when she lands a job as her own kid's nanny! Talk about complicated, right? And don't even get me started on Tobias, the hunky single dad who's got Kiki's heart doing somersaults.

I’m the queen of dating disasters - I’ve had more rotten dates than you can shake a long-stemmed rose at. After years of one disappointment after another, I’m beginning to feel like I’ll never say “I do.” So after being dumped one too many times, I do something stupid: I make a pact with my best friend Asher. If neither of us is married by 35, we tie the knot. I’ve got to meet Mr. Right by then, don’t I? But when I take a job redecorating Asher’s bachelor pad, I realize he’s a lot different from the guy I thought he was.

When I got jilted by my unfaithful fiancé a week before the wedding, my plans involved nothing more than ice cream, a blanket fort, and a bonfire of his possessions. But my friends convince me that bitter tastes better when it’s drowned in Bordeaux, so I embark on the Parisian honeymoon by myself. However, the City of Light isn’t remotely charming or romantic when you’re alone at a table for two, so all I want to do is go home again. Then I meet Lucas Fournier.

It was always him.... The one I shouldn't want, shouldn't crave, the one who could destroy my carefully built life. Hagen Lykaios was the essence of sin, indulgence, and danger - everything I knew to avoid. All it took was one unexpected touch, and he consumed me, left me begging, needy, and hungry for more.

I know Denver Talcott hates me as much as I hate him, but since we’re sharing custody of the same friend, I can’t get rid of him. Believe me, I’ve tried. Worse, he’s now working at the same startup as me. My dream job cannot be his dream job, because my dream is to not see him on a daily basis.

What do you do when you’re so empty inside, you feel nothing? When all you’ve ever known was pain? You run. That’s what I did—I ran away without once looking back. People say starting over is the best way for a new beginning, but that’s far from the truth if you end up back where you began. Sometimes life likes to throw lemons at you really hard until there’s nothing left to do but make lemonade. I’ve known pain, but not the kind that messes with my heart.

Carrera. A word whispered in fear. A name to avoid at all costs. Until I come face-to-face with it. Abducted. Held against my will. Prisoner of a war I know nothing about. Captive to a ruthless cartel prince who wants more than my freedom.... He wants me. I should hate him…. But the deeper Valentin drags me into his bloodstained world, the harder it becomes to resist. Until that stain? That blood? It becomes mine…. And I'm no longer a prisoner of war. I am the war.

They call me Ghost for a reason. Silent and in the shadows, I don't make my move until I am absolutely sure of everything. Four years ago I was sure about Jenna. My best friend's kid sister had grown up into a spitfire I couldn't resist. One night we stopped resisting. We promised we'd keep it a secret. It was a one-time mistake, but we'd put it behind us. Jenna tried to get out of our corrupt town, but it pulled her back in again. Now she needs help. I'll do all of that for her, if she'll just shut the hell up and let me. She can even keep all of her secrets, except for one.

Coming on the heels of a big, fat failure at work, my best friend Madi's glamorous French wedding is the perfect opportunity to prove I can do some things well–even if it kills me, which is looking like a distinct possibility. Maid of honor duties are no joke. And while I could honestly use an extra hand or ten, I have to refuse the offer of help from Madi's flirt of a brother, Jack. Nothing would spoil the beautiful wedding festivities faster than her finding out about that thing that happened between Jack and me that one time . . .

I made a promise not to sleep with my new personal assistant. Too late. I’d already slept with her before I knew Grayson, my human resources director, hired her. Long story short. We first met at a café when she let me have the last apple turnover. Then I saw her again that same night at a bar. She was incredibly sexy, and she wanted me as much as I wanted her. We both agreed it was a one-time thing, and she left the following day. Imagine the shock on both our faces when she showed up for work on Monday. I wasn’t a relationship type of guy and for good reasons.

It was a hot summer day when I met him on the construction site next to my parents' house. Under the sweat and dirt, Manning Sutter was as handsome as the sun was bright. He was older, darker, experienced. I wore a smiley-face t-shirt and had never even been kissed. I was too young, he said. I would wait. But I'd learn that no matter what you achieve in life, it means nothing if you suffer the heartbreak that comes with falling for someone you can never have. Because even though I saw Manning first, that didn't matter. My older sister saw him next.