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.

We're not free to give into this. She's 19, and I'm 38. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with my best friend’s little sister before our lives went in different directions. Now, I’m the grumpy to Juliet’s sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover. And find the house has only one bed. Located under a mirrored ceiling.

Never fall in love with your roommate… I am not going to fall in love with Albie King. That was the first thought that passed through my mind when I met my new landlord. For four months, I’ve managed to keep my distance. Lord knows, I don’t need another rich playboy to break my heart. One was enough for any girl. But Fate, it seems, has other ideas. First, I find out what Albie does at the weekends, and I lose one quarter of my heart. Then, I discover what happened to the dogs he loved, and the quarter becomes a half. Next, I watch him be a hero when the storm hits the Ark, and the ...

Never fall in love with your best friend... I met Hal on the first day of high school. I also fell in love with Hal on the first day of high school. But although we were good friends from the start, I knew he’d never be mine. He’s gorgeous, confident, sexy, and he’s also incredibly rich. I’m scarred – physically and emotionally – quiet, and my family has always been poor. The two of us are poles apart. So I’ve trained myself not to think of him in that way. Not to think of kissing him, undressing him slowly. Of sliding beneath the bedclothes. Of having his hands on my skin. I ...

What would you do if you woke up to discover you were married to your best friend? After a drunk night in Vegas, Roberta and Angus awake to discover themselves handcuffed in bed together with a marriage certificate between them. They’re determined to pretend it hasn’t happened, but then a disaster throws them together in the most unexpected way… * Fans of Catherine Bybee’s Weekday Brides series are sure to love these small-town romances with plenty of sizzle!

Old friends, new lovers… When Elliot reminds Libby Carter of the promise they made to each other when they were kids—that they’d marry each other if they were still single when they turned thirty—Libby sees a future for herself for the first time since the plane crash. But a secret she’s hiding makes it impossible for her to move forward. There’s no chance she could be a bride by her birthday on Christmas Eve. Is there? * Fans of Catherine Bybee’s Weekday Brides series are sure to love these small-town romances with plenty of sizzle!

Never fall in love when you’re full of Christmas spirit… Stefan is the only guy I’ve ever really wanted. But on the night that I finally plucked up courage to ask him back to my room, he turned me down. Okay, he didn't just turn me down; he crushed my very soul. That was a month ago, and now, at Christmastime, I’m traveling with my family to the Arctic Circle to celebrate Noah’s wedding. Because Stefan and I are the only two singletons left, I just know we’re going to end up sitting together on the plane and in restaurants. I can’t bear to be near him. It hurts too much. And ...