It's Christmas Eve, and fresh from college, I'm home for the holidays. My older brother's best friend, Sebastian, is staying with us, and he's as sexy as ever—and just as off-limits. But when I catch him taking selfies by the Christmas tree, my festive spirit isn't the only thing that stirs. Sebastian's got a stocking full of surprises. He's ready to unwrap me and determined to show me just how naughty the holidays can be.

I’m so inexperienced, I’ve never been kissed. When my dad’s best friend Noah learns this, he gives me a scorching hot kiss that leads to more. There’s a party going on downstairs, and we might get caught, but Noah doesn’t care. He’s determined to claim me even though he’s twice my age and I’m off-limits. It’s my first time, but he’s not gentle. He bends me over and gives me the hard and rough loving I crave, going deep without protection.

Candace is innocent, but she has a sinful secret. Every morning she wakes with a pool of desire between her thighs. She knows she needs to confess, and when she does, Father MacNamara sees the temptress within her. He offers to come watch over her that night and protect her from her carnal dreams.

I hate mornings, but my daily jog takes an unexpected turn when I stumble upon a passionate couple. Caught watching by my best friend's father, I'm overwhelmed by new feelings. Soon I find myself swept up in a whirlwind moment with the older, experienced man for my first time. He introduces me to thrills I never imagined, pushing my boundaries in exciting ways.

When I move in with a handsome family friend, I don't expect the temptation that awaits me under his roof. No one told me that my new landlord was so freaking attractive. He's a chiseled Adonis with piercing green eyes that see right through me. His dominance thrills me and makes me crave all sorts of things I shouldn't. One night, a power outage ignites the spark we've been trying to resist, and his touch awakens a hunger I never knew existed. I want more, and I’m not going to be satisfied until I get it.

Mr. Rockhart is everything a man should be. Sure, he’s my best friend’s dad, and true, he’s twice my age. But when I find a folder on his computer dedicated to women that looked just like me, I’m turned on. I dig deeper and find he’s been watching my social media accounts, too. That’s when he catches me in the act. I warn him that I’m innocent and not on any protection, but he tells me he’s been fantasizing about being my first time.

Tied naked to the bed, I shiver with naughty anticipation. My dad’s sexy best friend is going to claim my untouched tushy… and his humiliated wife wants to watch.

I've been saving myself for marriage, and it's driving me wild. Finally, it's my wedding day, and I'm told that to get his blessing, I have to do whatever my fiancé's father says. But when he demands to check that I'm as untouched and innocent as I say, I'm dripping with need. He tells me that he's going to put an Everett heir in me, and by the time he sends me to walk down the aisle, I'm full of virile cream.

The night before my trip to Spain, I discover Mr. Taylor, my bestie’s sexy man-in-charge, asleep on the couch. I give in to a sinful urge only for him to wake up and catch me. I’m so ashamed. The following day, I decide I’ll make things right. But Mr. Taylor doesn’t care for my apologies or that I’m off-limits. In a room on his company’s private jet with others close by, he calls me princess and shows me the hard consequences of my naughty actions.

When it’s discovered I’ve been fooling around with a boy, the deacons from my church give my pastor an ultimatum: Excommunicate me or make me do a purity test. Furious, Pastor Andrew won’t let anybody else but him perform the test. Spread wide for my pastor on his desk, I take his two, thick fingers deep while our deacons watch.

Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.