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.

Five Years Earlier: Henry Dunne knows three things: that agreeing to host this raucous house party was a terrible idea, that he absolutely cannot show up to his nursing shift tomorrow with a hangover, and that the beautiful redhead in the corner will be sleeping in his bed tonight.

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.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

Hockey coach Ashley Jaswal doesn't take nonsense from anyone … except her overbearing and superstitious family. They believe she's a good luck charm for her brother Jas, the newest Vancouver Canucks draft pick, forcing Ash to attend all his games as he rises up the NHL ranks, sacrificing her personal life (not that she has one—who decided hockey season needed to be 10 months long anyway?). Ash also clashes with Jas’s teammate, Canucks captain Devin Snyder.

I slept with a charming man at a charity gala… then learned he was my brother’s best friend. Harris Rothschild seems like the perfect man — Billionaire. Doctor. Handsome. Mature. But he’s also a grumpy heart surgeon that breaks more women’s hearts than I can count. Ever since our first encounter, he’s been running hot and cold leaving me confused. Especially since we can’t keep our hands off each other. I just can’t resist him - he knows how to take control of my body in more ways than one. And his touch sends shivers down my spine leaving me breathless. Now, I have another ...

Keeping my baby a secret from my brother’s best friend felt right. Until I got knocked up again. My brother warned me to stay away from his arrogant best friend. I should’ve listened because the jerk ghosted me and left me pregnant. Never to cross his path again, I kept my daughter a secret. Fate had other plans when he pops back up in my life. Lucas Wilson, dominant, bossy and hotter-than-hell. I won’t cave into his luscious lips, insanely hot body with rock-hard abs. But the butterflies stirring in my stomach under his intense gaze tell me otherwise. One explosive bed-rocking night ...

After breaking up with the world’s biggest jerk, I’m reluctant to get back into the dating scene. So my best friend, Paula, and I make a deal. “If it’s ever going bad, shoot me a text, and I’ll come rescue you.” The only problem? I send the text to the wrong P – P for Professor Alexander. I met Asher Alexander on a history field trip, three years ago, only giving me his number in case of an emergency. So there’s no way he’s going to respond now three years later…right? But then he does more than that. This forty-three year old, silver-haired, muscular alpha appears and ...

My life used to be simple. Wake up, do chores, grocery shopping, sleep, and then repeat everything all over again. Not until I started working as a Maid for Jonathan Conrad, the famous billionaire celebrity artist in Italy. He's cold, grumpy, and strikingly sexy for his middle-age. He is the Godfather of my childhood Best Friend. Above all he is my father’s Archenemy. But his broad chest, diamond-cut abs, and piercing dark brown eyes turn me into a teen. No no no, I shouldn’t have a relationship with my boss. I know, he is totally off-limits for me. And an absolute perfectionist. ...

I fell for my Billionaire Boss and now I’m carrying his baby. Number one rule for my new job-Whatever you do, don’t fall for the boss. But rules were made to be broken. It was easy to snag a job as a flight attendant since my boss was my older brother’s Billionaire best friend. I was drawn to his salt and pepper hair, powerful biceps and abs that would make even a bodybuilder jealous. But when we got stuck together on his island resort our relationship went from first class to turbulent. That one night of passion ended with a connection I would never forget, and a pile of clothes by ...