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.

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.

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.

Kinsley When I signed up for the Wife for Hire Agency, I thought I was in for a simple arrangement. A temporary husband to fund my mother's medical research. It seemed easy enough. But when I met my soon-to-be spouse, I realize he’s no ordinary man. He is the mafia boss of the Pitucco crime family. Powerful, dangerous, and darkly seductive. I had walked away from him eleven years ago. I should be afraid of him, but instead, I find myself still drawn to him like I was years ago. He's a man who's used to taking what he wants, and now he wants me back. But can I handle the ...

He’s a walking scandal. Lakelyn The NFL superstar Wyatt Oakley is injured. Sports medicine is my specialty. I can’t assist. I’ve only crushed on the man forever. He’s eyed me, and I’ve done the same over the years. He’s off limits and so am I. I’m his best friend’s sister. He’d never cross that line. Wyatt I’ve known Lakelyn, my best friend’s kid sister, all my life. There isn’t another woman who can crawl under my skin like her. I want to rule that sassy mouth with my tongue. There was a time I could’ve made her mine. Then I went pro. ...

I’m the football coach’s daughter. I’m off limits to the players. My best friend said I never do anything spontaneous. I went after what I wanted that night and I don’t regret it. The one-night stand with the star football quarterback was hot and unforgettable. He wants more. I can’t go down that path. My dad said I was off limits for a reason. Will Josh sacrifice his career for me?

I have it bad for my grumpy boss. Mr. Mavis is thirty-five. He shouldn’t be grumpier than an old man complaining about the summer heat. I witness his tender side when his daughter’s around. I’ve watched the grump from afar for years. I’m the reason he’s the way he is. As much as I want a second chance with him, I know that can’t happen. Secrets, lies, and tragedy keep us apart.

Hot Mr. Scrooge is my neighbor. Hope The man loathes Christmas. What person doesn’t warm up to the best holiday of the year? The cabin I purchased mentioned it needed light work, not a gut renovation. Looks nothing like the picture. The brooding beast next door said he’d help spruce up the place if it will get me to leave him alone. Deal. Because who wants to be around the Grinch longer than they have to? Even if he’s tall. Has a gorgeous face you can stare at all day. And a body you’d love to mount on your sleigh repeatedly. Then I wondered could I help Mr. Non-Christmas ...