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.

Sometimes I like the feeling of being in danger. Although Blue Falls is my vacation and my escape from reality, I’m drawn to the dangers that lurk there. It is a SMALL TOWN with a LARGE werewolf population. I know I should be cautious visiting certain parts of town…but my curiosity has led me to Artur. A werewolf protecting the trail. A single alpha wolf with a heart of gold. We hit it off almost immediately. There’s something about him, and he sees something in me. Just as well it’s close to Valentine’s Day. Perhaps we can be each other’s dates, and see where the day takes us. ...

I’m not the average billionaire. Heck, I’m not even human. I’m a bear shifter, the last living member of my clan…and I don’t plan to find a mate. At least, I didn’t, until I met her. She’s beautiful and smells like hibiscuses…and she’s a human. Being with Kris is dangerous. If she learns the truth about me or other supernaturals like my fae friend, she could expose our secret and put us all in danger. But our connection feels…fated. Besides, there are bigger problems to worry about. Like the werewolf clan that murdered my family. Jacob Moonfang has come for me, and he ...

Who was the person who sent me these Valentine Letters? Twelve years, I’ve been getting them. Never signed with a name. I’ve had suspicions, but the handwriting doesn’t match anyone. Whatever. I don’t have the time to look into it. Got a job to do. People to save. Being a police detective isn’t all fun and games. When I got a case for a potential missing person to rescue – turned out the person missing was a best friend from years back. Also bumped into another best friend that I haven’t spoken to in years. A dragon shifter called Byron. And damn if Byron doesn’t look fine ...

I thought this would be the best holiday ever. A trip with my friends, to a flashy resort run by lion shifters. Powerful clans in charge of running the place, drawing hundreds of thousands of tourists each year. It’s a holiday tradition to do something like this with my friends on Valentine’s Day. However, the last thing I expected was the man I’d meet there. Morgan, with his piercing blue eyes, and a smile to die for. A lion, rescuing me from the snow. A shifter that I’m trapped with in the middle of a blizzard. Anything could happen here. Anything at all… Author's Note: This is ...

I’ve never been a fan of Christmas. At least, until I met David. Aside from some alpha bear issues he has with an opposing family that insists on sabotaging his business, he’s a good, dependable guy. Someone I could easily see myself falling in love with. He’s strong, charming, kind… and he’s also a little obsessed with the festive side of Christmas. Something I am not. I was planning to spend my Christmas alone this year. I didn’t want to see my family, and be reminded of why I never fit in. Thought I’d be just fine by myself. Having David around, though is turning all my ...