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.

Now a USA Today Bestseller! TOP 10 AMAZON BESTSELLER! #1 in Romantic Comedy #1 in Billionaire Romance I’ve been a lot of things. A brother. An athlete. A s-x god. A fake boyfriend? That’s a new one. I’ve never seen her before in my life. There I was, minding my own business at the hotel bar, when she walked up and asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend. She’d introduce me to her overbearing parents. I’d fawn over her for a few minutes, plant a goodbye kiss on her cheek, and walk away with an extra twenty dollars in my pocket. Seemed simple enough. But she had no idea the random ...

Lance Tyler. A man on a mission. Strong, smart, and charming. A single dad. And more than a little off-limits. A girl can't date the lawyer trying to put her father in prison. That would be naughty. Sleeping with the enemy isn't my style, but no man has ever made me smile the way Lance can. Can love really bloom on the battlefield? Or will our passion be the beginning of the end for us both? Pretty Dirty Trick is a hot enemies-to-lovers romance with a handsome single dad, a mafia princess, and enough fire to light your eReader aflame! One-click today to find out why romance readers can't ...

Rock gods don’t date pop princesses. Especially not her. Knox Benton, lead singer of Criminal Records, built his career on rebellion. But when the label demands a fake relationship to boost their new rising star, he’s stuck with the last person he wants—his ex. Harmony Max was once his muse. Now, she’s a pop sensation chasing the stardom she always dreamed of. A publicity stunt should be easy… if they can stick to the rules: No touching. No shared rooms. No falling in love. They broke every rule before—along with each other’s hearts. But with every staged kiss and stolen ...

I went home with the hottest guy at my high school reunion... and his best friend. Oops. One moment, I’m at my high school reunion and the next, they took me back to their place and my plus-sized undies were on the floor. Max Monahan and Thad Hemsley. The dynamic duo of our high school, Belle Academy. They never looked twice at me back then but now? They want me. Both of them. But they’re best friends. I should do the right thing and choose one. I’ll choose Max. I’ve had a crush on him my entire life. But Thad… He makes me feel more alive than I ever have. No matter what I do, I ...

I’ve finally found my muse. She’s been right there this entire time, smiling and blushing behind the front desk at my family’s hotel. One look into her adorable eyes and I heard music. Months of songwriter’s block led me to her and now, I can’t stop strumming my guitar. I need to be around her. I need to see her, day and night. I need her. But it’s not what it sounds like. We’re just friends. Really. Just a Crush is Kindle-melting hot, hilarious, and guaranteed to rock your world!

People come to Kiss County to fall in love. But who has time for that? I'm juggling two jobs to save my family’s inn. Falling in love? Not on my to-do list. But then Carter Cartwright, a handsome bachelor, rolls into Small Town and books a room. Suddenly, I'm feeling things I didn’t plan for. I don’t have time for love. But Carter is determined to make time for me. His advances are hard to resist, but I’m not about to open up to a man just passing through on his way to Big City dreams. Welcome to Kiss County, where saving my family’s inn might just mean losing my heart. The Hot ...

5 Goals for a Perfect Freshman Year 1. Learn a new life skill. 2. Get a tattoo. 3. Pay off my car. 4. Enter the Art Fest. Win. 5. Fall in love with a stranger. Yes, I know #5 isn’t technically a goal, but I couldn’t think of anything else. Little did I know, I’d cross it off my vision board two weeks into my first semester at Chicago North University. He was the model in my art class. Full lips, piercing eyes, and a jawline carved from solid rock. Who wouldn’t fall head over heels the moment they laid eyes on his face? But strangers like that don’t fall for awkward art school ...

Robbie Wheeler. My muse. The classic bad boy with a leather jacket and a heart of gold. But I'm not making that mistake again. A girl can't keep banging her ex-husband. That would be naughty. I left him, but he never left me. He signed the papers with a smile and promised to win be back someday. I didn't believe he could change. Then, he showed up when I needed him the most. My muse has returned to claim my heart, but I can't help but wonder... Is this really our happily ever after? Or is it all just another lie? Pretty Ever After is a hot second chance romance with a bad boy hero, a snarky...

Clive Snow. A man full of secrets. Tall, dark, and dreamy. Ex-military. And more than a little off-limits. A boss can't date her employee. That would be naughty. By day, he files my paperwork. By night, well... Let's just say he's the last man I expected to run into at the local you-know-what club. Off the clock, Clive leads me deeper into a playful world of gags, blindfolds, and... deception. Is Clive really the perfect man he seems to be? Or is our passion just the beginning of the worst mistake of my life? Pretty Little Thing is a workplace romantic comedy with a brooding ex-military ...

Molly Webster has always followed the rules. After an ugly scandal tore apart her childhood and made her the focus of the media's harsh spotlight, she vowed to live an ordinary life. No fame. No impropriety. No pain. Then she meets Zachary Fox, a tattooed bad-boy rocker with a voice like whiskey and sin and a touch that could become an addiction.

Faking a relationship with an injured hockey player had never been on Eliot's to-do list. When he's sent by his editor at Cocky to interview the newly out hockey legend Danny Harper, though, he gets a little more than he bargained for. Eliot has been stuck writing a men's fashion and grooming column that no one reads since he started at Cocky - a men's lifestyle magazine - a year ago. Desperate to prove himself, he takes the assignment to interview Harper, even though he couldn't necessarily hold a hockey stick the right way up in an emergency.

5 Rules for my Best Friend’s Brother while he crashes at our place 1. He will not speak to me. 2. I will not pick up after him. 3. We will not, under any circumstances, hook up. 4. See Rule #3. 5. Seriously. We’re not hooking up. Ever. Seth Newbury is a jerk. He wasn’t always. Once upon a time, he was a sweet boy who went around kissing ouchies on the playground. Then, he grew up and my first crush became my first bully, too. I decided to delete him from my life, but it’s hard to erase your best friend’s older brother. It’s even harder to avoid him when he’s temporarily living...

He was my friend. My lover. My ultimate undoing. I'm exiled. Banished from the concrete jungle I call home and forced to spend my summer on my uncle's farm. That's where I met my step-cousin, Tobias, a guy who takes the strong, silent type to the next level. We were told to stay away from each other. Bad influences, they said. But, as we'll soon discover, all we have is each other inside the brutal and dangerous world of the Midwest Alphas, an illegal fighting tournament that promises fame and glory for the victor. Tobias is the local favorite to win it all, but his competitors will stop at...

I used to think my sauce was the hottest thing in Boston. Then, I met her. One minute, I'm minding my own business in my food truck and the next, I'm the prime suspect in a murder investigation. Anna's the lead detective on the case. Bold and beautiful. A single mom. I would have done anything to end up in her cuffs before, but not like this. I'm innocent. Wrongfully accused and there's nothing I can do to prove it. Luckily, Anna believes me. She took one look in my gorgeous multi-colored eyes and she... Wait, have I what? Have I ever donated sperm? I mean, yeah, sure. Once. About five or ...

I started flirting with a guy while waiting for my car to be serviced. Now granted, he wasn’t just any guy. Tall. Dark. Hot. Mysterious. Can you blame me for wanting to talk to him? He’s in town visiting his parents. So am I. He goes to the same college as I do. Such a coincidence. Almost as if our meeting is destined. But I shouldn’t believe in that sort of thing. I am single as a Pringle and always ready to mingle. Until I keep running into Mr. Tall, Dark, and Mysterious everywhere I go.