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.

In any other world, I’d be wildly attracted to him. His stacked muscles contoured his shirts, And his electric blue eyes were definitely swoon-worthy. But every time Charlie opened his mouth, I was reminded why I hated him. Cheeky Frat-Boy. Pompous A$$hole. Cocky Billionaire. He promised all he wanted was two hours of conversation. No touching whatsoever. So, I caved when a familiar look of desperation crossed his face. I had been the weird fat girl with braces at Peachland High School, Never even kissed a guy. Why was I so naïve to go along with this older playboy? Well, it was the ...

The heart wants what it can’t have. Chase is too forbidden and tempting, and that’s making me “chase” after him more. Well that… and the fact that he’s insanely gorgeous. Chase is my best friend’s big brother and she’s totally freaked out by us. The drama is more than I can handle. But I don’t blame her… not one bit. He’s so much older. A billionaire. I mean, what do I have to offer a billionaire? Nothing. Oh, except for my innocence. And then a secret baby. My life went from totally normal to completely stormy quite quickly. Now with a newborn baby on the way, I’m ...

I accidentally married my best friend’s brother in Vegas. Now I’m pregnant. “Three million dollars. Going once, twice. SOLD!” “To the tall gentleman in the back.” A bachelorette auction, a blurry night in the city of Sin. Wickedly hot stranger in my bed and, A huge rock on my finger. WTF! I’m married? Shocked, I fled the city with my dirty little secret. A week later... My BFF invited me to her welcome home party. In walks Mason Russell, a certified playboy billionaire. Turns out, he’s not only my Vegas husband, but my best friend’s brother. The plan was to end the facade ...

This hot single dad is everything wrong on paper. But everything right in bed. First off, he’s my next-door neighbor. And if things got awkward, living here would be impossible. Secondly, he’s way older. I don’t do that sort of a thing. Third and most important, I don’t fit into his perfect little world. With his adorable little daughter. Watching him play with his daughter warms my heart. But letting him hold me close melts my insides. I have to get a hold of myself. I can’t talk like I’m his wife, the mother of his child, and his soulmate. Because one thing’s for certain. ...

I never mix business with pleasure until I got pregnant by my boss. Carmen is wealthy, confident, and arrogant. His brooding figure intimidates everyone around him when his wealth and power can’t. He is a welcome distraction after my cheating ex left me a complete mess. I want nothing to do with him; the feeling is mutual. But getting him out of my mind is impossible. A late night in the office ends up with me in his bed. Two lines on the test stick soon after. Now I am pregnant, and he has no idea. Will he be the father our baby deserves, or will I leave with a broken heart again?