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 told myself, I wouldn’t let him affect me like this. That I’d keep things professional, controlled. But he doesn’t play by those rules. He storms into my life with his sharp wit and sharper tongue, throwing my world into chaos and walking away like it’s nothing. He is Reece Carter, an alpha silver fox billionaire and a retired sports celebrity. He is my Dad’s Best Friend whom I hated since my teen age. That turned into a bigger problem when he changed into a Casanova after his retirement from big games and became the richest sports businessman in the country. And now? Guess what...

I need to find the father of my son to answer his innocent questions. But I have a past which is very hard to explain to him. I slept with a stranger whose name even I did not know and got pregnant, so what to tell my baby boy now? My name is Cassandra, and I lost my v-card to a stunning stranger before I was 20. I thought my heart would never beat for love again. But the attraction that I feel for my new boss must be leading me to fulfill the void of passionate love in my life. How can a man almost twice my age be this stunning, with thick eyebrows, blue eyes, chiseled abs, and broad ...

My life used to be simple. Wake up, do chores, grocery shopping, sleep, and then repeat everything all over again. Not until I started working as a Maid for Jonathan Conrad, the famous billionaire celebrity artist in Italy. He's cold, grumpy, and strikingly sexy for his middle-age. He is the Godfather of my childhood Best Friend. Above all he is my father’s Archenemy. But his broad chest, diamond-cut abs, and piercing dark brown eyes turn me into a teen. No no no, I shouldn’t have a relationship with my boss. I know, he is totally off-limits for me. And an absolute perfectionist. ...

My father is almost going to kill me... I slept with my father's Billionaire Enemy aka my Boss and I got pregnant (secretly)....shhh I'm Clementine Collins. Even though I'm not even 20 yet, I believe I've found the man of my dreams. What do you do when you have a boss who looks just as good as he gets older? He already made my dreams come true by giving me the job I always wanted. But how can I resist the fact that he makes my belly turn in ways that I didn't know were possible? Not only is he tall, with a perfect hot body, clean-shaved face with a chiseled jawline, when he wears suits ...

I've been trying to get over one man. I didn't think I'd get under five. Little did I know that these men were much more than recluses. And each one is more gorgeous than the last. Plus, they're willing to share. I don't care what people think, because I have what I want. Finally. The twins are identical in every way.... Their brother is dominant. The eldest is strong with a secret soft heart, while the youngest is very giving exactly where it counts. And I know I can handle them all.