The contract said it all, feelings were forbidden. My ex husband left me pregnant and penniless. When my best friend tells me about a once-in-a-lifetime job opening to be a personal assistant to the city's most eligible billionaire, I decide to go. After all, I have no health insurance and a baby on the way. When I get there, I sign what I think is a NDA. That's when the mistake is realized. I just signed a contract stating that I agreed to fake marry Reed for one year and the only way I can get out of it is by paying an obscene amount of money. Which I don't have.

The one guy I never wanted to see again...just moved in across the hall. To make things worse, he doesn’t even remember the moment our lips touched and stars exploded. Misunderstandings collide when the tabloids mistake me for his secret girlfriend. They love me because I’m an all-American girl, and he’s a football star. Plus, we sort of grew up together. Hometown romance sells.

Madeline is desperate to finally be taken seriously, but that doesn’t seem to be the case when her boss asks her to write a puff piece of billionaire party boy, Liam Davenport. Liam just wanted a quiet life roaming the world. When his father dies, leaving him to face the media storm surrounding Davenport Outdoors, he’s forced to trade in his hiking boots for tailored suits.

I thought my luck was about to change when my best friend found me an apartment to sublet in the heart of Nashville, TN. As an aspiring singer, this is where I need to be in order to finally get discovered. I’m ready to start my new life until I discover my new neighbor is none other than Stone Walker. Super Bowl winning, NFL receiver. Stone cold fox. My high school crush. And my brother’s ex-best friend—emphasis on the ex.

After I returned to my small hometown six months ago to attend my estranged grandmother's funeral, I swore I would never go back. That is, until my grandmother's lawyer calls me up. If I don't return to Harmony Island and fulfill my grandmother's stipulations, the generationally owned family inn will be turned over to the state and sold off to the highest bidder—my grandmother's rival and mother to the man who broke my heart, Missy Willis. I'm not sure I'm strong enough to return home, but I also know, I can't let Miss Willis win.

Sean Petty is ready to quit all of his odd jobs and finally take over his grandfather’s ranch. He wasn’t born to be a lawyer—despite what his parents say. Christine Jordan is moments away from getting fired as an IRS agent. Her boss told her to either succeed at the field audit or don’t bother coming back. When she shows up at Sean Petty’s ranch and he’s as stubborn as a mule, she knows she can’t let his rugged good looks or surprisingly caring manner distract her.

Even though I’m around hot football players every afternoon, they are not allowed to date me. If they even come close to flirting, my dad, Coach “The Boss” Davis, makes them run laps around the field until they puke. Not only has he forbidden me to date anyone at all, he’s even made me the football team’s water girl so he can keep tabs on me. What Dad doesn’t know is that I spend every last second of those two blissful hours of practice in the scorching California heat staring at Tyson Blake. He is the epitome of perfection. And Dad hates him.

When my math tutor made me sign a contract promising I wouldn't fall in love with him, I thought he was joking. He wasn't. Yes, Carter Hastings is the prince of Eden Falls Academy—one of the most beautiful humans on earth—and boy, does he know it. But I can use this to my advantage. Since I basically signed a paper saying I'd never catch feelings for him, it makes my plan even more perfect. So I offer him a deal: a fake relationship.

Emma seems destined to be the perpetual bridesmaid. Especially when her one potential groom dumped her on her birthday a year ago. Austin must fulfill his grandmother’s marriage stipulation in order to inherit his grandfather’s ranch. After a broken heart, he decided that love isn’t going to be a requirement for marriage anymore. Both are at the mercy of every do-gooder matchmaker, so they concoct a plan. A fake marriage between the two of them would be beneficial for both.

Sophia feels as if she’s finally able to put her past behind her. Her father left, Noah left, and her mom and brother passed away. Noah’s back in the suffocating small town he left years ago and facing the one woman he’s never been able to forget. Sophia. But that doesn’t matter. He has one mission: fake a marriage with Sophia to bring her father out of hiding. Her safety is his number one concern. If he loves her, he’ll keep her at a distance, no matter how much it hurts.

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.

Madeline is desperate to finally be taken seriously, but that doesn’t seem to be the case when her boss asks her to write a puff piece of billionaire party boy, Liam Davenport. Liam just wanted a quiet life roaming the world. When his father dies, leaving him to face the media storm surrounding Davenport Outdoors, he’s forced to trade in his hiking boots for tailored suits.

Wren has never stolen a life, but that doesn’t stop her from believing her darkness makes her a walking nightmare. Harboring a power so lethal, unpredictable, and entirely forbidden by kingdom law, Wren’s spent her whole life hiding what she is—who she is. A bloodwitch. Meanwhile, a war is looming, and Wren’s feral magic may be the only thing that can stop the uprising from destroying the kingdom, her home, and everyone that stands in their way.

Beast, the shifter king, prioritizes his people's safety above all, even when faced with a prophecy about choosing between two mates. He vows to protect his people at all costs. Belle, a non-traditional princess with curves and sarcasm, dreams of a prince and a kingdom from her storybooks. Following a cat to a mysterious tree, she questions the reality she finds herself in, hesitant to wake up from what she believes is an incredible dream.

She is beautiful. I'm obsessed with her. I will light the world on fire before anyone takes her from me.

There’s a demon out there who needs to pay for what he's done. And with my Redleg family, I'll usher him to his judgment day. Just when I thought Lettie and I finally found our happily ever after, danger stands in the way. The mafia wants payback for what they lost when I rescued her. I want vengeance for what they did to her. And everyone at Redleg wants justice. Lettie deserves a happy ending. And maybe I do too. Yet we can’t find peace until this nightmare is behind us. When I think we’re almost in the clear, I come face-to-face with our worst nightmare.

I curate art for a living. This big show was supposed to pay my bills for the next year. Oh, and did I mention the star artist is my unfaithful ex? So I try to put on a brave face—after all, the clientele are worth billions. But my ex is doing everything in his power to rub it in. Holding his new girl a little too tight. Hanging around me a little too close. What I did next was a teensy bit impulsive. I grabbed the closest revenge hookup I could find... who just happened to be the billionaire dropping five mil at the auction.

Aspiring author Bryony Page attends her first writers conference bursting with optimism and ready to sell her manuscript with long-shot dreams of raising awareness for The Bridge, her grandmother’s financially struggling organization where she teaches ESL full-time. But after a disastrous pitch session, she stumbles into correcting another author’s work in a last-ditch attempt to make a good impression with the agent. And she, as it turns out, is spot on.

She's ours, even if she doesn't know it. Even if she isn't a wolf-shifter. Even if her shifter hasn't surfaced yet. I've endured far too many years of torture and abuse with the only thought keeping me alive, the only thing that enabled me to endure the pain and agony being bestowed on me, was the hope of finding my divinely chosen true-mate. Our true-mate. And there's no way in hell we're losing her now that we've found her. She may not be a wolf but I'm still her alpha and once her shifter emerges there will be no denying that fact… or us.

The contract said it all, feelings were forbidden. My ex husband left me pregnant and penniless. When my best friend tells me about a once-in-a-lifetime job opening to be a personal assistant to the city's most eligible billionaire, I decide to go. After all, I have no health insurance and a baby on the way. When I get there, I sign what I think is a NDA. That's when the mistake is realized. I just signed a contract stating that I agreed to fake marry Reed for one year and the only way I can get out of it is by paying an obscene amount of money. Which I don't have.

She's a mafia princess who knows her duty: Marry whoever her father chooses. He's a cold-hearted billionaire out for revenge. And she's his new pawn.

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The first time I saw him, I knew I'd never want another man the way I wanted him. The second time, I drank a bottle of his most expensive cognac, which I'd never be able to afford on my own. And the third time… well, he caught me stealing from him. Stealing from the head of the Irish Mafia wasn't smart. But then I never claimed to be. Now I owed him a debt… a big one. And it couldn't be settled with money, or favors.

As a single father, I often feel like the weight of the world sits on my shoulders. When my daughter’s nanny gives me her two weeks’ notice, I’m sweating bullets. Fear that my NHL season with the New England Bay Sharks could be derailed consumes me. Finding a replacement seems impossible when, suddenly, Maci McKenzie—a struggling author who’s running from some deep, dark secret in her past—steps into the picture. She needs a change of scenery to help her write, and I just need someone who isn’t a complete weirdo to watch my kid when I’m not around.

When grumpy, muscled-up artist Bennett Bishop bothers to speak, it’s usually to say something you’re not ready to hear. When he first speaks to Norah Ellis, a rambling runaway bride who hitchhikes a ride from him, it’s to tell her to get out of his truck and walk because she’s a pain in the a-s-s. By appearance, Norah Ellis is a fancy fashionista who’s spent the last several years living the good life in the city—expensive apartments, highbrow events, and a fiancé with wealth and good looks. The only problem is that she didn’t choose any of it for herself.

When my stepbrother, Elec, came to live with us my senior year, I wasn’t prepared for how much of a jerk he’d be. I hated that he took it out on me because he didn’t want to be here. I hated that he brought girls from our high school back to his room. But what I hated the most was the unwanted way my body reacted to him. At first, I thought all he had going for him were his rock-hard tattooed abs and chiseled face. But things started changing between us, and it all came to a head one night.

Once, I knew this girl who sent a video of herself to her brother's best friend…while she was hopped up on pain meds. And he didn’t reciprocate her feelings. Sounds like a hilarious story, right? WRONG. This really happened…to ME, Melanie Taylor. That was five years ago, so I’m over it—over him. At least, I thought I was…until West got traded to the D.C. Eagles and moved to the same city as me! Oh yeah, did I forget to mention my brother’s best friend is Weston Kershaw? An incredibly talented and famous professional hockey player?