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.

I kidnapped an angel to keep her safe. I'll kill to make her mine. I’m relentless. Merciless. Vicious. I live by one rule: protect my Twisted Devils MC family at any cost. Then I see her. Samantha. Everything changes. Now I have a new rule: do whatever it takes to make her mine. Forever. She’s irresistible. Innocent. And in a whole lot of danger. We couldn’t be more different – she’s a nurse who heals, I’m a man who kills. But in this world, I take what I want. And I want her. This angel is no pushover. But even when she fights me, her moans tell me she aches to submit. It’s ...

She’s innocent. Desperate. In danger. And she’ll have to marry me if she wants to stay alive. I’m a dangerous man with demons in my past. Avery's my total opposite – an innocent who likes the quiet life. I have no business being close to a good girl like her, but she’s in danger. And I’m the only devil who can help. She’s being targeted by some vicious criminals. For her protection, I have keep her close. So close we both might just lose control. We have to crash a cartel wedding. Posing as man and wife. It’s just pretend. A fake marriage to keep her safe. Except the heat in...

No one stops me from taking what I want. And I want her. I never could keep my hands to myself. My enemies learned that the hard way. So when I come across Sophia, terrified and on the run, I can’t resist her bright eyes and her body built for sin. I take her. She tries to warn me about her past, About the Bratva chasing after her She wants to keep running – to start over somewhere new, to giver her baby a chance at a new life. The kids isn't mine, but the mother sure is. And both of them have my icy heart beating like it never has before. There's something Sophia doesn't know, but ...

She belongs to an enemy MC. Taking her could ruin me. But there’s nothing sweeter than stolen property. I'm one of the Rebel Riders MC. Fearless, ruthless, and always one step ahead of my enemies. My life is fast bikes, easy women, and always looking for the next score. Until I meet her. Alice. Alice is the new bartender for a rival MC, the Reaper’s Sons. Fiery, sassy, and smart. No way in hell she belongs with those Reaper’s Sons. But she owes them a debt and they’ve taken her captive to work it off. They own her. But she belongs to me. I know I should stay away. Our town is ready ...

She's the one I never knew I needed. And I'll raise hell to claim her. I'm cold, calculating, ruthless. My loyalty belongs to my brothers in the MC. I defend my club with bullets and blood. And then a woman in need turns my life upside down. Violet doesn't want to be mixed up in the MC life. She's a good woman with a troubled past looking to start over, All she wants is to run her bar in peace. But when she winds up in the cross hairs of another MC, I'm the only man dangerous enough to keep her safe. Protecting her could start a war. But I can't ignore the heat in her eyes when she looks to...