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.

Nash: She’s the one thing I can’t have The only thing I’ve ever wanted My best friend’s little sister Now she’s here: the one place I never expected to see her When Nicole shows up at my beach house I know all bets are off Her innocence might not be safe, But no matter what, I’ll protect her heart. Grab your longboards, readers! Nash is a possessive older man who knows what he wants! And right now, what he wants is his best friend’s curvy, innocent little sister! No cliffhangers, wipeouts, or cheating to be found here. Just a quick and steamy ride on a tropical paradise. Grab ...

Vaughn The first time I met Vivi, I saved her life. I own her apartment, the building, hell, the whole block. Now I need to possess the curvy redhead. Her innocence is the only thing in danger around me. I’ll protect her heart, Because I’m her Knight in shining Armani Going Down, Readers? Vaughn is a smoking hot billionaire with some great big beautiful buildings! No cliffhangers to be found in this quick and steamy, older-man younger-woman, instalove romance! Just a guaranteed HEA and lots of OTT fun. Smooches, 💋 Regina

Beth: I must be the only woman in the world who can’t stand Brash Knight. The sexy British rocker with the body of a god and a voice made for sin. As far as I’m concerned, Brash is nothing more than my brother’s best friend. I’d stay as far away from him and his chiseled bad boy self if I could. But I can’t. My best friend is getting married, I’m her maid of honor, and guess who the best man is? Brash seems determined to drive me crazy while I do all the work. Even being in paradise with a rockstar isn’t going to make this week any better. Everything about Brash is infuriating...

Roxie If it weren’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have any luck at all Here I am, on my honeymoon in the most romantic city in the world. Alone. Sure, my no-good fiance left me at the altar for my maid of honor and best friend. Ex-best friend. Ex-fiance. Ex-old life. But I’m not about to let that stop me from having the best solo honeymoon ever. I’m in Paris for two weeks, determined to go from exes to O’s. Turns out, even a trip across the world isn’t enough to outrun my streak of bad luck. Then I find Remy. Or maybe Remy finds me. Because I may be running for my life— But I have ...

Eliza Most people are dying to come to Las Vegas I just killed to get out I have the magic touch People fly in from everywhere to feel my hands on them My plan is simple: Give the best massages. Get the hell out of town. Then some lowlife mob boss drops dead in a pool of my essential oils Now I’m on the run under the heat of neon lights My only hope? A deadly international mystery man Enzo puts the sin in Sin City He swears he’ll keep me safe I believe the gorgeous Sicilian when he promises to protect my heart But I might be ready to gamble my innocence on the heat he’s packing. Enzo ...