The one person I can’t stand wants me to be her bridesmaid. My sister. Not that I have time for her crap. I’m a stockbroker in training, and the last thing I need is to cater to my high-maintenance sibling’s every desire. And her first request? To learn to ride horses. So she can enter the wedding on one. You’ve got to be kidding me. We’ve never even touched a horse before. With lots of peer pressure and guilt tripping, we head to a breathtaking ranch, and lucky for me, the horses aren’t the only beautiful things to look at.

When I discover my boyfriend is cheating on me, I move out right away taking what I love most – my dog. As I fly out the door, I make sure to swipe the thing my ex loves best–the VIP tickets he won to a hockey game, complete with the chance to spend an evening with the city’s two biggest NHL stars. I can’t wait to snap selfies with my ex’s idols and rub it in his face.

My brother is an idiot - he’s getting married. And I’m in charge of getting things together since our folks are gone. Lucky me. The guy who thinks love is for the birds and worn-out '80s songs. I honestly don’t have time for this drama. I run a billion-dollar company, have women to entertain, and am working on my plans to rule the world. No, seriously.

The lake might be cold, but this thing between us is white hot. My best friend’s little sister. You know, the one that’s off limits. And she has been since we were kids. But that ain’t saying I wasn’t looking. She’s all grown up now and hotter than sin.

The hottest nerd I know just became my roommate. But it’s a no-go on the downlow, seeing as he’s my best friend’s brother. The best part is that he’s a hunk and a half, but oh so smart. How can one guy have all the good stuff? And now he’s in my face all the time. I just needed a place to stay while I’m in grad school. And it’s entertaining watching this sexy IT genius create a new dating app. Then he turns out to be my perfect match on the app. We’re too good as friends to mess this up. No matter how much I want him, he’s gonna have to match me up with someone else.

He’s promising to marry this girl, but he’s running away with me. The entire City of Angels is hung up on the latest season of their favorite reality show and its star, Rhett Roberts. The cocky jerk has women throwing themselves at him in every episode, and it looks like he’s loving it. Well, good for him. He’s a cocky player with a wild streak 10 miles wide. The man defies death for a living as a stuntman, for heaven’s sake. Well, when he’s not too busy being fed champagne by 15 different girls on a yacht or breaking the hearts of the ones he sends home.

As a kid, all I ever wanted to do was fly. I was born a pilot. And I’m the best fighter pilot in the world. They call me Dice because of my dicey aerial maneuvers. Safety and security aren’t my first concern. Living big is.

Not that I’m surprised. We’ve been inseparable since birth. Who else was he going to ask? Juggling this wedding and being a single mom is going to be a feat. But I got this. All is rolling smoothly until my friends shake up another tradition. Seems the bride is asking a guy to be her maid of honor. And not just any guy, either. Her brother. My ex.

There’s only been one woman for me, and she’s never truly been mine. But I don’t have much time for anyone anyway, with my focus on my career. I’m a military man through and through, from generation to generation. This one girl, though. She stole my heart when we were kids, but it’s taboo, forbidden. She’s my best friend’s little sister, and he’d kill us both. After my mom recently lost my dad, a quick trip home to help her brings me face to face with the past.

There are three words most men can’t resist - I dare you. So as you can see, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I had no choice when my buddies said, “I bet you can’t get that brunette beauty to kiss you before the night ends.” I proved them wrong, and oh how good it felt to be right when I swept the quick-tongued woman into my arms and kissed the breath out of her at the party. But, I made a slight miscalculation. Turns out she’s my brand new enemy.

I’m thinking it’s finally got to be my turn. I've got no man and no money. Nothing but a personality and a smile. But maybe that's enough this time. The richest guy in New York is looking for a secretary, and lucky for me, he’s young and as hot as sin. Too bad he’s an alpha asshole rich boy who’s stuck on himself. Nothing I do is right. Throw in a crazy ex and a father that can’t stand anything that breathes in his personal space, and I. Am. Out. He can find someone else to take notes and get his coffee. I’m fine being broke and single. I’ve gotten good at it.

The Price Dynasty is a contemporary romance box set filled with billionaire alphas, witty banter, and shocking plot twists.

Nicholas Arthur Frederick Edward Pembrook, Crowned Prince of Wessco, aka His Royal Hotness, is wickedly charming, devastatingly handsome, and unabashedly arrogant - hard not to be when people are constantly bowing down to you. Then, one snowy night in Manhattan, the prince meets a dark-haired beauty who doesn't bow down. Instead she throws a pie in his face.

The bride is a doll. The groom is the perfect gentleman. But the rest of the wedding party? They're the stuff of nightmares. Rich? Check. Vapid? Double check. Entitled? Not enough checks in the world. And the best man? More like the worst man. But maid of honor Franchesca takes her duties seriously. Kidnapped groom? She's got this. Rude attendees? You just watch her handle them. So a best man with a big attitude and an even bigger...checkbook? Yeah, there's no way she's going to let that pretentious, judgmental jackhole ruin her best friend's wedding. No matter how sexy he is.

Smut sells. Michael Rourke learned this the hard way. Struggling to make ends meet as a mystery writer, he sold his soul - and his pride - as he pedaled sex and lust writing under the pen name Christoph Strong. No one knew he was the one behind the steamy stories on the best sellers lists. And he planned to keep it that way. Until he met her.