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.

Five Years Earlier: Henry Dunne knows three things: that agreeing to host this raucous house party was a terrible idea, that he absolutely cannot show up to his nursing shift tomorrow with a hangover, and that the beautiful redhead in the corner will be sleeping in his bed tonight.

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.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

Hockey coach Ashley Jaswal doesn't take nonsense from anyone … except her overbearing and superstitious family. They believe she's a good luck charm for her brother Jas, the newest Vancouver Canucks draft pick, forcing Ash to attend all his games as he rises up the NHL ranks, sacrificing her personal life (not that she has one—who decided hockey season needed to be 10 months long anyway?). Ash also clashes with Jas’s teammate, Canucks captain Devin Snyder.

After my dad's team, the Montreal Blizzard, took a brutal loss, we headed to our usual bar to drown our sorrows. Enter Judson "Killer" Wells, a hot-headed right-winger from our rival team—the New Brunswick Wolverines. He’s bad news wrapped in blond hair and gorgeous emerald eyes, and he’s ready to tear the place apart. I step in and calm him down with a promise of a drink, knowing very well who he is, but he doesn’t know me. One hot night later, I’m ready to slip back into obscurity. No harm, no foul—I saved my dad’s team from a brawl and got to play with the NHL's most ...

I broke my #1 rule and slept with the girl next door. Now, my usually guarded heart is skating on thin ice. New city, new NHL team, same dating rules: no doubling back. I learned the hard way after heartbreak that one and done is my MO. Then Emery, a past one-night-stand, moves in next door. I can't stop obsessing about her legs wrapped around my head again. I propose a friends-with-benefits arrangement and to my delight, she agrees. Passions explode and boundaries blur as I re-explore every inch of her curvy body. Our superficial game deepens faster than a slapshot from center ice. In ...

I can’t imagine anything worse than running into my hot hockey star ex in Italy. Until a one-night-stand ups the ante with a + pregnancy test. I expected to never see Benton Jeffries again after our messy split. A decade passes before I lay eyes on him again at a friend’s destination wedding. He sure knows how to knock a puck in the hole. Those piercing blue eyes and chiseled jaw should be a hooking penalty. With all willpower officially gone I let him in my hotel room after a day in Sorrento. My walls come down along with my panties. As the sun rises, reality creeps in. I get up and ...

I turned in my secret lover, my brother’s best friend, to the FBI. Then I learned I was pregnant with his baby. Parker Sterling is a walking heat wave—broad-shouldered and hard-bodied, he radiates a raw magnetism that crackles in the air. His eyes? They aren't just blue; they're the kind of blue that knocks the breath right out of you. He ignited a primal need deep within me. We surrendered to a firestorm of passion that left me breathless and yearning. Then I discovered his shady play: he was a criminal who seduced me for FBI intel. Heartbroken, I had no choice but to do my duty and ...

When a snowstorm traps us together, old sparks ignite, forcing me to confront the truth: I've never stopped loving her. Returning to Boston was supposed to be about saving lives Instead I am face to face with Amanda, the woman I left without explanation 5 years ago. She is the only woman who's never left my mind. We clash with our arguments fueled by the fire of our past. Discovering I have a daughter blindsides me, stirring up old desires and regrets. Seeing Amanda handle our daughter with such grace, I'm torn between anger and a longing to make things right. Fate brought her back into my ...

Josephine Rossi has recovered from a broken heart, but has vowed that she's all about the desserts now as a recipe tester for Bake It! magazine. Cheesecake never breaks your heart. Unless it cracks on the top, but still, it tastes amazing if you bake it just right. She knows what to do in the kitchen as far as making luscious desserts. Men? Apparently she's not so good at figuring them out, so she refuses to bother. Josephine knows it is safer to stay in the kitchen than to take another chance with her heart.

Nashville nursing student Paige McMillan only wanted to get over a cheating ex. But a few sinful hours with a tall, muscular bad boy left the good girl with a lifetime of responsibility - and no idea who her adorable daughter's father really is. Love him or hate him, hockey superstar Lance Couture makes no apologies for being the best - or for living life to its fullest. He's hot, rich, and girls can't get enough of him. Why would a player like him ever settle down? When a pro hockey team comes to town, Paige spots a familiar face in the most unlikely place: on the ice.

I hooked up with a red-hot stranger while running for my life. Bad idea. Then I discover he’s my brother’s best friend—the one I’ve always wanted to punch in the face. Even worse. Now I’m his fake fiancée... and actually loving it. Hunted by a gang for knowing military secrets, I flee to my small town for safety. Along the way, I need... relief. Enter a tall, impossibly delicious hunk with a body that could make a six-pack look like a twelve-pack. Yum. We have a passionate fling that leaves me craving more. When I get home, I’m stunned to find the stranger is Mike Hunter—...

Nerdy girls like me don’t stand a chance with hunky, billionaire hockey gods. Yet I’m dating one. And even though it’s a fake relationship, it sure doesn’t feel fake under the covers. I’ve never forgotten that deliriously sizzling night I met Noah Harrington. He rescued me from a wilderness car crash, and our physical connection alone electrified his cabin. He told me he'd never been married. But then I saw his wedding photos. No need sticking around for a liar. Years later, my brother gets me a job with his hockey team. And surprise. I meet his best friend, the team star: Noah, ...

I'm pregnant with my ex's brother's baby. The plan was to avoid anything related to my ex-boyfriend Jacob Cane by leaving my hometown of Braven Bay. But fate had other plans. I crossed paths with his older brother, Nate, in the Windy City. Nate is a former Marine and firefighter with forest green eyes and an incredible body. Nate is not only in the same city as me, he's also my neighbor. And... He doesn't like me. He holds animosity towards me from years earlier when fate first brought us together. It doesn’t stop the electricity we both feel. As we become closer, Jacob's sense of ...

Gage McPherson was the Seattle Sharks' best Grinder, until he shattered his shoulder last season. Time heals all wounds, but the heartbroken single dad has more than his share of trust issues. The playboy only lets one girl close to his iced-over heart - his pint-sized daughter who's the center of his world. She's the only thing more important to him than hockey, and he trusts no one with her...except me.

A lost love gets reignited with burning passion… When hungry young lawyer Annika is handed a divorce case for her billionaire ex-highschool sweetheart Gavin, her heart skips a beat. She hasn’t seen him since they broke up in high school. Would he still remember her? Before she can think, he’s sitting down in her law office, and it’s clear they’ve had a history together. Now she has to maintain her professionalism while laying on enough charm on Gavin to keep the case and get the promotion from her boss. But dealing with his crazy wife’s lawyers and keeping the divorce a secret ...

My college sweetheart, a mega-sexy hockey god, betrayed me with my best friend. Now he wants a second chance. Ethan Anderson, my brother’s best friend, is a vision of masculine perfection, with smokin’ abs and a tight behind begging to be squeezed. I have no idea why he dated me, a homebody that no one noticed. I worshiped the ground he skated on, but when I saw he was sexting with my supposed bestie, I bought a one-way ticket out. Years later, I'm back in our small town, inheriting Grandma’s boutique. To save it from bankruptcy, I agree to be Ethan’s PR Manager. As we work together...

The first time you meet someone, you make eye contact. You smile, say hello. Should be simple, if you're anyone but me. The first time I met Dylan Reed, I found myself making eye contact with a different part of his body. You see, I'm very good at being shy, not to mention extremely well-versed in rambling nonsense and, unfortunately, rather highly skilled at making a fool of myself in front of a guy I'm attracted to. At the time, I knew nothing about him and thought none of what I said would matter since I'd never speak to him again. Turns out, I was very wrong.

Baseball is life - the rest is just details. Everyone who's played the game has heard those words a time or two. But Hancock has heard them his entire life from his parents. His family has lived and breathed baseball even before he started little league. Hancock "Parts" Peters has a name that inspires grins across many faces, but the moment those faces get their first look at him, those grins slide away. Hancock is gruff, filterless, and doesn't give a crap who he offends. He is the only man in baseball who doesn't care if he gets an endorsement or not. He's there to play the game.