Dear Grumpy Horrible Boss, You suck as a lawyer. I don't even know how you passed the bar. Or how you sleep at night taking clients like Jack Whittington. Just in case you didn't know, you can't fire me just because I have a part-time job working bachelor parties. What I do on the weekend is none of your business and not a part of my employment contract. If I want to go back to wearing coconut bikinis and popping out of cakes, I can. As soon as I get my big break as an actress, I will be leaving your employ. I am literally counting down the days.

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.

The minute I hear her laugh, I smile. The second my fingers touch hers, I never want to let them go. When my eyes take her in, I know… Sadie Spencer is meant to be mine. She’s everything I never knew I wanted. Her curves put me in a trance. Her body has me in a choke hold. She’s an addiction, and I can’t keep my hands to myself. It’s the sexiest one-night stand I’ve ever had. At daybreak, the bed is cold, and Sadie is gone. And for the first time in my life, the scorching chemistry and carnal memories leave me wanting more. When I see her again, I’m shocked. Consumed. Enthralled. Obsessed.

Callahan Hastings is relentless when it comes to getting what he wants, and what he wants is me–to be his private chef in the Hamptons for the summer. My dream job served to me on a silver platter by one of the wealthiest members of Pembroke Hills Country Club. The only catch? He’s my ex-boyfriend’s older brother with a reputation for being as charming as he is cunning. But Cal doesn’t take no for an answer. He draws you in with flirty smiles and extravagant promises.

I never thought I’d be a runaway bride. But when it came down to it, I just couldn’t marry the wrong man. So, I ran. And somehow, I ended up in Star Falls, Colorado—stranded, no luggage, no plan—in a wedding dress with a past I’d rather forget. Fate lands me in the only available rental in town, a cozy little cabin… right next door to Byron Miller, the brooding billionaire who wants nothing to do with me. Or this town.

My entire life changed when he walked into my father’s café in Tuscany…Il Mostro. The monster. The devilishly handsome mafia don Dario Rosolini. He and his brothers run this region… and they take everything they want. Including me. Although Dario has made clear that I am his and ONLY his. But I’ll fight back, no matter how hard it is. Not just because I’m afraid of him (although I am)… But because, deep down, I WANT him… And I know that giving in to him will ruin me forever.

My life is too complicated for more than that. Besides, what would I do with a possessive, demanding, sexy-as-hell motorcycle man? Especially one who's younger than me. As an executive with a demanding career and single mom to a three-year-old little girl, my life is planned down to the minute, but everyone knows what they say about the best-laid plans… When Jake Hayes walks into Rossi Motors looking for a partnership between our two companies, I'm lost for words.

As your paralegal (and ex), I have to be honest: You’re a horrible lawyer. Honestly, the worst I’ve ever seen. You never communicate, you pile on overtime, and you’re constantly in a bad mood. Now, about those panties on your desk. No, that wasn’t a desperate cry for your attention. It was the result of a lost bet with my roommate. But if you were even half the lawyer you claim to be, you’d have figured that out without all the ego-tripping.

From New York Times & USA Today Bestseller, Vi Keeland, comes a steamy new romance novel. The rules: No dating. No sex outside of the game. No disclosing the terms of the contract. Rules were made to be broken, right? Eight weeks ago I signed a contract. One that seemed like a good idea at the time. A handsome bachelor, luxury accommodations, and a chance to win a prize my family desperately needed. There were some rules though. Lots of them actually. Follow the script, no dating, sex, or disclosing the terms of the deal.

I'm seeking a billionaire. I will also settle for a millionaire. Sorry, I'm not interested in any salesmen looking to sell me a time-share or a part of their animal balloon company (been there, done that). If interested, please respond before Monday morning so I don't have to go to work.

Working in the lodge’s kitchen, my job is to keep the food coming and make the guests happy. Every morning, when the older, rugged ranger comes in for breakfast, I can’t stop my heart from racing. David is completely off-limits—he’s my boss’s brother, and one wrong move could ruin everything. The way his eyes linger on me, like he’s imagining all the things he wants to do…it makes me wonder if taking the risk might be worth it.

I’m just so exhausted—always living on the edge of desperation, one paycheck away from ruin. But this new job… It could be the fresh start I need. It could change everything. The contract is only for three months, but if I keep my head down, work hard, and prove myself, maybe I could stay longer. Maybe I could make Black Mountain Lodge my home. As I pull down the gravel drive, surrounded by the forest and mountains and bright blue skies, I feel something I haven’t felt in a while. I feel hope.

My resignation letter was rejected by my boss with his sexy, trademark smirk and an "I highly suggest you read the fine print of your contract...." So, I did. And now I've realized that unless I fake my death, poison him, or find a way to renegotiate my impossible contract, I'm stuck working under one of the cockiest and most ruthless bosses in New York. Then again, I thought that was the case until he called me late last night with an emergency proposition....

I can still pinpoint the exact second when my life became two truths and a lie. You don't forget delivering a mountain of fresh-baked sweets to a man like Dexter Rory. I never wanted to see his scowling, bossy, brutally godlike face again, no matter how well he tipped. If you told me I'd wind up wearing his ring, I would've died laughing. But here I am, trying to cling to my sanity while I confront the undeniable.

As a scruffy, disorganised daydreamer, Lucy Mayweather is like a fish out of water at the high-powered offices of her brother’s billionaire best friend. When she agreed to work for Felix, she had no idea quite how cut-throat his world–or he–would be. She just wanted to escape her reclusive life and be close to her childhood crush, hoping he might notice her. But Lucy’s lonelier in London than she’s even been in her tiny village back home.

Dear Grumpy Horrible Boss, You suck as a lawyer. I don't even know how you passed the bar. Or how you sleep at night taking clients like Jack Whittington. Just in case you didn't know, you can't fire me just because I have a part-time job working bachelor parties. What I do on the weekend is none of your business and not a part of my employment contract. If I want to go back to wearing coconut bikinis and popping out of cakes, I can. As soon as I get my big break as an actress, I will be leaving your employ. I am literally counting down the days.

My name is Hunter Jordan, lead singer of Hammered and no, I didn't name my package Manaconda. Rolling Stone did. On the front cover of their damn magazine. I still haven't lived it down. And now our record label wants to maximize the frenzy. So, I have a brand new PR person–Kennedy McManus. And she's making me insane. I don't know whether to ignore her, yell at her, or push her up against the wall and kiss her smart mouth shut.

Total control. I need it in every aspect of my life. Some would say that makes me an asshole. A freak. But as long as everything's exactly how I want it, I'm completely flexible. I'm kidding. Okay, I'm not kidding. Lacey needs someone in her life who's bigger and scarier than her demons, and she wants that man to be me. Her boss. The Viking in a suit. I hope she understands what she's getting into. This daddy isn't going to pat her on the head and tell her she's a good girl for nothing. Especially not when she's spinning out of control.

After my divorce, I swore off dating. No commitments, no complications—just a clean, quiet life. So when I’m assigned to fix Kaden Crawford—the grumpy hockey star with a reputation as the league’s biggest PR disaster—I’m determined to keep things strictly professional. But Kaden has a knack for creating chaos. The solution? Staging a fake relationship to save his reputation.

I've always been a good girl, a rule follower. At least until I started working for billionaire bachelor Knox Crawford. Owner of LA's pro soccer team. And my ex's dad. The more time we spend together, the harder it is to fight our growing attraction. And the easier it is to forget our roles, to ignore the fact that I used to date his son. Sleeping with the boss could get me fired. But sleeping with my ex's dad could tear my life apart. Breaking the rules only seems fun—until you get caught.

He's not just attractive, kind, and self-aware. He's also my boss and my dead father's best friend. I had been running from my past, thinking that connecting with my family in Florida was what I needed to find myself. Instead, I'm at a funeral and being gifted shares of a company I didn't even know existed. Some office flirtation turns into longing, which turns into desperation for one another. When our tension reaches its peak, it's clear we can't hold back this attraction, and it nearly feels too good to be true—a man who's not only eager to please but willing to learn what excites me.

He thought I was his—that's what his emails indicated. He thought that because our families signed on the dotted line many years ago, it was a done deal. But I ran away from that life for a reason. Little did I know, he would find me. And he wasn't going to take no for an answer. Crue wanted me to be his wife. And all I wanted was him in my bed.

Reign Thorn was my best friend turned enemy. But we both know this thing between us is more than just a rivalry. I remember the exact day Reign and I ended our childhood friendship. One terrible accident, and I was to blame. That same year, everything fell apart while my friendship with Reign became a rivalry of epic proportions. He was the boy who held my hand when I lost my mom—the boy who taught me the love of the game. Then suddenly, he was gone, and in his place was a calculating, ruthless opponent, both on and off the ice.

After thirteen years of marriage and seven years of infertility with her supposed soulmate, Sophie Bennett’s life is turned upside down. Not only does she discover her husband is having a sordid affair, on her birthday, but his mistress is also pregnant with his baby. Seeking solace, Sophie flees to Cape May, New Jersey, a quiet coastal town where she spent many summers as a child. There she encounters Liam Harper, a brooding carpenter who seems intent to keep everyone at a distance.

Some people get meet-cutes. I get a meet-crash. When Vincent Forde rear-ends my car, I expect an apology—instead he tosses me a scowl that could melt steel and acts like I’m the problem. Charming, right?

When I agreed to interview Alexis, all I knew was that she was a recent college grad looking for some summer work. When she walks into my office, I'm struck by her beauty. There's no way I can have her living under my roof. She's pure temptation. There's just one problem… after being picky during my interviews, I now need someone to start next week. I have no choice but to hire her. I just need to keep my distance. It shouldn't be hard. Life has made me a cold, bitter man. These days, distance is all I know.

Ellie Hutchinson is desperate to escape her ex, Randall, whose obsessive control has turned dangerous. Seeking protection, she moves to Georgia with the help of her brother and his military friends, now running a private security business. As Ellie begins to rebuild her life, she finds unexpected safety—and love—in Wade Watson, a battle-hardened veteran with his own scars from the past. But just as Ellie starts to feel secure, her past catches up with her. Randall refuses to let go and grows increasingly unhinged, turning his pursuit into a deadly game.

As a Royal Marine, I've taken on countless missions, but navigating life as a civilian might be the biggest challenge of all. I need to stay focused and figure out what the hell I'm doing with this early retirement. Then she crosses my path. A stranger on a train, she instantly captures my imagination. A beautiful, vibrant distraction I didn't know I needed. And maybe something more...When my charming companion faces unwanted advances, I step in, pretending to be her boyfriend. But the connection between us is too real to be an act.

He's a danger on and off the track. Danger Hudson has made a career out of doing things the hard way. The tabloids have nicknamed him the 'Bad Boy of Racing' and he proves them right at every turn. Wild parties. Fast women. And even faster cars. Until his manager finally slams the brakes and hatches an absurd plan to calm the press—pretend to be engaged to Monterey Grander, the drop-dead gorgeous daughter of the team's owner.

A Bratva Boss forced me into a marriage I never wanted, for a reason that I refuse to believe. There's no reason for him to even look at an ordinary girl like me. Let alone marry one. By day, Nikolai Starukhin is an art collector with an eye for beauty. By night, he's a ruthless Bratva boss whose hands deal in broken things and pain. Our paths crossed when he saved me from a creep. I thought that was where our story ended. And then I noticed what he left behind: An invitation to his art gallery. I should have said no. I should've thrown it away.