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.

It isn’t easy being adored by the hunky Hollywood bachelor who's my new neighbor. Okay, sure, that part might be easy. But, I never asked for the celebrity next door to keep coming around, offering to help me on my farm. He can keep his winning smiles to himself and quit trying to make me laugh, because there’s one little problem: We were best friends once, and he doesn’t even remember. Now he’s shoveling things I don’t want to shovel and working shirtless under the hot sun while I’m very much not looking. Though he’s kind and funny and everything I’ve ever wanted, I keep ...

From a USA Today Bestselling Author! A collection of three sweet romantic comedies that will make you laugh-out-loud and cheer for happily ever after. When a Star Falls (Book 1): Ruby: I wish I could say tripping a hot guy and tumbling across the grass with him was the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to me. It’s not. But, that snafu turned into a date, which led to me being discovered by a record label powerhouse. That's the first time my klutziness has paid off like that. I thought I was ready for fame, but I’m not so sure. Collin’s career is taking off at the same ...

This marriage will be a convenient business arrangement and nothing more. No strings attached, and above all—no broken hearts. Growing up in a broken home taught me to watch out for myself, and that the only love out there is what I create. That's why I stick to taking care of my baby sister and the hodgepodge of wildlife I volunteer to rehabilitate. Add in a stray puppy I found under the car with the help of Wil, a grumpy single dad move-in to Button Blossom, and everything’s good. He's cute. (The puppy, not Wil…well, okay. Wil's broody, which also makes him a teensy bit hot.) Except...

My grumpy next-door neighbor, Prince Julian Kingston III, was obnoxious and opinionated. I never expected to be attracted to him. As a small-town artist in Cherry Lane, my life was simple—until Julian moved in to escape his demanding and royal obligations. He pretended to be just a regular guy. Yeah, right. He had a knack for getting under my skin and giving unsolicited advice, which irritated me. The Cherry Lane Holiday Celebration forced us into an unwanted proximity. We clashed over everything. Despite his antics and our bickering, an undeniable chemistry developed. His occasional ...

Being a chef in the highly competitive food truck scene of Bluebell Falls means I don’t have much time for romance. But try telling that to my mom. With my sister’s wedding around the corner, she’s on a mission to set me up with every eligible bachelor she can find. The solution? A fake boyfriend. (Where can I find one of those anyway?) When Chase Martin, my too-hot-for-the-kitchen boss, volunteers to be my date, I can't say no. He'll be at the wedding anyway, and pretending to be in a relationship with him for a weekend is better than enduring Mom’s matchmaking marathon. It’s ...

Getting rescued by a grumpy firefighter while in the bath wasn’t how I planned my return to this small town. Worse, that firefighter is Frank—my brother’s best friend and the man I’ve been clashing with for years. Frank pulled me from the flames, but now I’m the one tending to his wounds and sharing my home with him. His gruff voice, smoldering looks, and hot body make him impossible to resist. Every accidental touch and heated glare tighten the tension between us, threatening to explode. But there’s more than just heat in the air—an arsonist is setting the town ablaze, and ...

Fame and fortune should be good enough for him. I swore never to return to Texas, but my boss insisted I go scout out the next big music talent. I’d argue, but then someone might find out I grew up in a place that was the definition of unsophisticated. Boo. So when I find myself in a backwood, honky-tonk bar, all I want to do is get out of there before someone recognizes me. Of course, my ex-fiancé had to saunter through the door, and right as he took the stage, he totally saw me tip out of my chair. I will never live that down. All I have to do is convince Tyson to take the offer he’d...

Sloane De Carlo is going to have to move to Antarctica. As if it wasn't bad enough that she accidentally made her private blog very public, and all her innermost secrets and embarrassing moments are trending, now the entirety of the internet is dying to know who her all-consuming, never-get-over-him crush "Guy" really is. She's even got a literary agent dangling a book deal in front of her nose - but there's a catch. She'll have to get closure with "Guy" and give her story that pitch-perfect ending.

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.

I like my sex dirty. It takes a hell of a lot to tilt my moral compass, and I always follow when it's pointing at something I want. That goes double when it points straight at the one girl in all of Chicago who's not dying for a piece of me.