Lana Fleming’s sister has vanished from the set of TV’s hottest show, and no one seems to care. Desperate for answers, Lana sneaks in as an extra, only to get stranded with Griffin Hart, an A-list action star with a reputation for good abs and bad decisions. Though Griffin didn’t expect to be cast as a librarian’s sidekick in a real-life thriller, he’s weirdly into it—and into her. Even more unsettling—she sees right through his playboy persona. But their meet-cute soon turns deadly when they uncover a Hollywood scandal for the ages.

It’s Valentine’s Day weekend, and Charlotte and Seth are not looking for romance. Armed with emotional-support bear spray, Charlotte is in self-imposed isolation and on guard from men. Having a stalker can do that to a person’s nerves. Just across the hall and giving off woodsy vibes is Seth, a recently divorced arborist. As in today recently. Heights, he’s fine with. Trust? Not so much.

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.

Liv’s happy with life in her thirties. She has two cats, one BFF, and no boyfriend, which is just how she likes it. Plus, she loves working at a not-for-profit software company where she can be her authentically autistic self. This is her happy ever after. But when her beloved firm merges with a repulsive rival, Liv finds herself competing with her sort-of-ex for the top job. Sure, Finn had been Liv’s best friend, with his nerdy good looks and their shared love of Tolkien, but there was that one night, their song, and … well, she doesn’t like to talk about it.

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.

Taking over the family business is my destiny. I just never expected to have to do it in a small town surrounded by nobodies. I’m a big fish in a small pond in New York. This town? I might as well be in purgatory. There’s one silver lining. My assistant. She’s curvy, too sweet for her own good, and easy to push around. Until she isn’t. She’s fire one minute and ice the next. I can’t get enough. I can’t focus, either. Everywhere I turn, she’s there. I suppose that’s the whole point of her job. But soon I want more than her help in the office planning Valentine’s events. I...

I should have known I’d run into him eventually. But at our friend’s wedding with nowhere to hide? Ugh. I wish he didn’t look so good in a suit. Or board shorts. And come on. Nobody looks good in board shorts. But he does. Double ugh. And triple trouble. We had our shot when we were young and in love, and what did he do? He chose my ex best friend instead. The kicker? She’s at the wedding too, and like always, she has ulterior motives. He’s also a single dad. Guess who his baby momma is? You got it. The ex best friend. After all that you’d think I’d know when to turn tail and ...

Las Vegas. October 1985. This is the story of how a King claimed his Queen… When I was a recent college grad, I had a dying hotel dropped in my lap. Between rolling up my sleeves and saving the family business, falling in love was the last thing on my mind. Until she walked in. Fiona Garland, Nevada’s girl next door. The daughter of Senator Richard Garland, my father’s life-long enemy. To say she was untouchable would be an understatement. Fiona, apparently, didn’t get that memo. Their feud is their feud, she said. I don’t see why we can’t be friends… But friends don’t look ...

The first time I saw her, I had to have her. So I did. Four years later, I don’t expect to see her again, let alone hire her to be my fake date. But here we are. She’s just as fiery and sexy as I remember. She hates my guts and I love making her see red. It’s too easy to push her buttons. What started as a ruse to get my family off my back is now something real. She’s my fake girlfriend. So why do I feel protective of her? She’s mine on our contract paperwork. I need to make her mine in her soul, too. But if I don’t change my bad boy ways? I’ll lose her forever. Every good ...

As his alter-ego Mister Romance, Max is a drop-dead gorgeous escort who makes romantic fantasies come to life. No sex, just swoon-worthy dates to die for, and the cream of New York's socialites can't get enough. Whether they want a dominating billionaire, bad boy with a heart of gold, hot geek, sexy biker, or best friend who loves them from afar, Max can make it all happen, but he's careful to keep his real identity a secret. Enter investigative journalist Eden Tate. Having caught wind of the urban legend of Mister Romance, Eden is determined to publish a scathing expose on Max.

Vienna Stratton knew she only had herself to blame. You didn't let yourself become indebted to a man like Dane Davenport, no matter how badly you needed his help. As his personal assistant, she was very aware that the globally successful CEO was ruthless and unforgiving. Of course, if she'd known he'd request that she be his wife for 12 months, she'd have hesitated in accepting his help.

This Christmas, I only had one goal: survive the office holiday party without embarrassing myself in front of my boss. But one mistletoe, a stolen kiss, and a night wrapped in his arms changed everything. Derrick Lawson is everything a boss shouldn’t be—devastatingly handsome, quietly intense, and the only man who’s made my heart race from across the room. I thought he’d never see me as more than just his employee, until he stops me at the door and asks me to stay. When his fingers linger on my arm and our eyes meet under the glow of twinkling Christmas lights, I know my holiday ...

Romance author Riley Cooper always dreamed of living by the water. But within a day of landing in the charming seaside town of Port Stewart to work on her latest book, she's getting calls and texts for some dude on her new number. Weird ones. Sad ones. Sexy ones. Ones that make her want to meet him. For curiosity's sake...if nothing else.

I'm not the kind of girl who has one-night stands. Except...I did. What can I say? After a few drinks with a gorgeous man who made me feel alive for the first time since losing my mom, I was powerless to say no. And I didn't regret it. Not one minute of our hot, mind-melting night together. But he wasn't a forever kind of guy. So I walked away. I wasn't supposed to ever see him again. Then I did. Turns out my sexy one-night stand is Dr. Jacob Mitchell - and he's the cardiothoracic surgeon who just saved my dad's life.

I gave my V-card to my best friend's brother. Five years later, he’s back—billionaire, ex-Navy SEAL, and totally clueless that he’s the father of my little girl. Jackson Donovan wasn’t just a fling. He was my first love—a cocky, irresistible person who made me laugh until I fell for him, hard. Then he broke my heart when he left to chase danger across the world. Now he’s back, a billionaire businessman with a body built for sin and a scowl that makes my knees weak. I swore I’d never let him near me again, but from the moment we locked eyes, we couldn't keep our hands off each ...