Violet Royale’s entire life has bit the bullet. Between a cheating ex and her career imploding, she’s one shaved head away from a total breakdown. Needing an escape, she books a small cottage in Maine for the holidays.

Harmon Keyes lives by a singular motto: Family first, justice for all. It’s the creed that sustained him when he left special forces and started an ex-military motorcycle club. There, his creed drove him to put his unique skills to good use righting the wrongs left unpunished by the law. But there’s one wrong he’s been waiting years to make right and her name is Daria Sinclair. Family first. Daria’s father is Harmon’s sworn enemy—the man who destroyed his sister’s life. Justice for all. Daria is his ticket to vengeance, and her innocent nature makes her the perfect pawn in his revenge.

After years of move after move, Witness Protection settled Keira McKenna in Wyoming. Unfortunately, while Keira embraced her new small-town life, her larger-than-life past wouldn’t stay away. And with it, the one man she’d never forget. Four years ago, one massive mistake made Archer Reynolds resign from Boston’s police force. Moving home, he opened Reynolds Protective Group—an elite bodyguard agency—to atone for his failure. But when a series of crimes occur in town, he comes face-to-face with the woman whose name was apparently as fake as her death.

Six years ago, in order to save her own life, Addison Williams had to die. Returning home, she started over and never looked back. Until now. After a local interview about her business goes viral, bad things start happening. So, she turns to the only man she trusts—the man who helped fake her death. When the demons from Addy’s past come looking for the woman who cheated death, Ace will risk everything to protect her and prove her betrayed heart is always safe with him.

Former Navy SEAL Logan Bishop was bored. He spent his post-SEAL days flying tourists on helicopter rides over the mountains of Montana and occasionally rescued skiers from snowy slopes when an injury resulted in early retirement.

I’m nothing but a payment, bartered to the most powerful cartel in the northern hemisphere and forced to marry a man I do not know. My father sold me to save his own skin. He might as well have ushered me to the gates of hell. The Marino family is sadistic. If rumors are true, they’ll own me, use me, control me, and strip me of every freedom I’ve taken for granted. I’ll be a shiny new toy in a dark and deadly underworld.

There are a million reasons why I shouldn’t date Fletcher Huxley. He’s a growly-faced, stubborn-streaked, international rugby legend trying to revive his flailing career in the US after being canned by his team overseas. While he might have the good kind of thunder thighs, intriguing tattoos, and a booty of steel, he also holds the top position on my very short nemesis list thanks to what happened the first time we met.

Henley Holloway is my boss’s daughter, and I’ve been assigned to mentor her. The problem is, I’m not looking to babysit anyone. But I’m determined to make partner at the firm, and this is the final obstacle in my way. So, I agree to take the little princess under my wing. I’ll work her so hard, she’ll beg me to leave her alone. But from the first day she walks into the office and spills scalding hot coffee on my chest—I’m intrigued.

Life hasn’t been kind to Harper Rain. In fact, so far, it’s only proven the one person she can rely on is herself. But when all her efforts to escape her family fail, she takes the last desperate option—run. With little more than a few dollars to her name, she ends up in the small town of Misty Peak. The first person she meets is a tall mountain of a man…whose kindness is only outshone by his captivating smile.

Good things don’t happen to a woman like Evelyn Fisher. In a few short years, she’s experienced a lifetime of disappointment. But her latest setback has proven to be a bigger debacle than she ever imagined. Malcolm Westwood wouldn’t know hardship if it smacked him in the face. The heir to his family’s business and massive fortune, he’s lived a good life. Maybe a little too good. And that’s why it’s all on the line.

Andrew Hollister knew the wounds that make a person the most vulnerable couldn’t be seen. That last mission punched his ticket home. He’d survived when most of his team hadn’t. The physical damage had mended. The mental injuries hadn’t healed as easily. Hell, they hadn’t healed at all.

Yes, I’m a single dad who needs a nanny for the summer. But hiring the stranded runaway bride who shows up on my doorstep in a wedding gown with no references, no skills, and no experience? No one is that desperate.

No tits in the pits! You can grab my pole, Kacey! If Kacey Snyder was a lady, she’d be at home! I’d heard it all before—all the ways I didn’t belong—and it never stopped me. Until a well-deserved punch to a fellow driver banned me from NASCAR for the season. Now, my only chance to drive is at the Indianapolis 500—the most prestigious race in the country. And I’m the only woman competing.

Former Hostile Operations Team soldier Blaze "Shadow" Connolly knows what it’s like to lose everything. He’s got nobody except his job and his team and that’s the way he likes it. But when he walks into a gas station during a robbery and locks eyes with Emma Grace Sutton, he knows he’ll do anything to protect the pretty girl with the blue glasses.

David Xavier - and all those he loved or counted as friends - would forever be mouth-watering targets to men of evil intent. His wealth could settle a small country's foreign debt. Because of this, from the moment of his birth, his mother obscured his identity. Reborn as the man named Gabriel, however, he walked free into a world where the innocents and the weak cried out for a defender, for the hand of justice, for a guardian angel.

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.

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.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

Violet Royale’s entire life has bit the bullet. Between a cheating ex and her career imploding, she’s one shaved head away from a total breakdown. Needing an escape, she books a small cottage in Maine for the holidays.

Harmon Keyes lives by a singular motto: Family first, justice for all. It’s the creed that sustained him when he left special forces and started an ex-military motorcycle club. There, his creed drove him to put his unique skills to good use righting the wrongs left unpunished by the law. But there’s one wrong he’s been waiting years to make right and her name is Daria Sinclair. Family first. Daria’s father is Harmon’s sworn enemy—the man who destroyed his sister’s life. Justice for all. Daria is his ticket to vengeance, and her innocent nature makes her the perfect pawn in his revenge.

Commitment was never my thing. But I've been directionless for far too long. It's time to take on some responsibilities and get my life together. Bidding on my best friend's brother at a bachelor auction didn't help me with that. Neither did having a hot, secret fling with him. Too bad that didn't stop me. Because now I'm in way over my head. And I'm afraid I might not be ready for the biggest commitment of all. Love

For years, I was close enough to fame to touch it. Taste it. Drink it. Until one more drink became my answer to everything. Until one night I made a mistake which couldn't be undone. So, I cut all ties to my former life and the addiction that destroyed it. And I left in search of redemption on the other side of the country. After months building a new future, I thought my past had stayed put. Until I opened my front door to find she'd followed me.

Six years ago, in order to save her own life, Addison Williams had to die. Returning home, she started over and never looked back. Until now. After a local interview about her business goes viral, bad things start happening. So, she turns to the only man she trusts—the man who helped fake her death. When the demons from Addy’s past come looking for the woman who cheated death, Ace will risk everything to protect her and prove her betrayed heart is always safe with him.

I’m nothing but a payment, bartered to the most powerful cartel in the northern hemisphere and forced to marry a man I do not know. My father sold me to save his own skin. He might as well have ushered me to the gates of hell. The Marino family is sadistic. If rumors are true, they’ll own me, use me, control me, and strip me of every freedom I’ve taken for granted. I’ll be a shiny new toy in a dark and deadly underworld.

Going from uncle to father overnight meant me moving back to my hometown after two decades away. Now, I'm trying to pick up the pieces and do right by a little girl who just wants her mom. When my twentieth high school reunion rolls around, I come face-to-face with Emily, the ex whose heart I broke before she could break mine. Old feelings come rushing back, but I don't have time to grieve, let alone start a relationship.

Daphne is everything I don't need, and she makes me crazy in all the wrong ways. This princess does not belong in the wilderness. Or, so I think. But then, thought is hard to come by around Daphne. Between flying tourists all over Alaska's skies, hotshot firefighting on the side, and raising my sixteen-year old sister, I don't have time for anything, much less for a woman. But time's been laughing at me ever since Daphne showed up. I can't get her out of my mind, and my control has fled the building. Oh, and I'm her boss.

A tumultuous season filled with reckless driving, drunken debauchery, and more bad press than a kinky politician leaves five-time Formula 1 World Champion Blake Hollis in desperate need of an image overhaul. To redeem his tarnished reputation, his team decides it’s time for drastic measures. Their solution: a tell-all book that showcases his illustrious career and presents a more respectable public persona. Enter Ella Gold, a once-renowned sportswriter and podcast host desperate for a fresh start.

Death had been chasing me my entire life. I survived the horrors of war, but it was the aftermath that truly destroyed me. People called me a recluse, but the only time I didn’t feel like I was suffocating was inside that house. For my daughter, I kept some semblance of normalcy by implementing a rigid routine. Once a week, I forced myself to walk to the diner at the end of the block—a ritual I despised but relied on as my last anchor to the real world.

I caught her staring at me from across the quad, eyes fixed on the football jersey stretched across my wide chest. And if I flexed my muscles, showing off the strength of a defensive tackle, it was just to see her blush. And then she did, and I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Her wide eyes. The freckles on her cheeks. I needed to know her. The girl who scampered away every time we bumped into each other—by accident and by design.

I also managed to get into the kind of coed naked trouble with him that involved a nurse, a shotgun, a feral turkey, and a pair of pliers. But all's well that ends well, and we already have plans to meet up again. It's early days, but I'm already thinking Drew might be the one.

Every Tuesday, my best friend and I get together to watch spy movies, and I dream of a secret agent sweeping me off my feet. Imagine my surprise when a) one actually does, b) I don’t realize he’s a spy (even though “secret” is in the job title, so I should’ve seen that coming), and c) his mission is to protect me. For the record: I don’t need protecting. But if I did, Jace would be my top pick. I have more fun and feel more connected during the 10 minutes when he’s rescuing me from a blind date than I’ve had in the past several years of dating combined.

The first time I met the grumpy lumberjack next door, I almost burnt down his cabin. The second time, I was throwing tampons at a moose (don't ask). The third time, I was naked. Henri Gagnon is not just my neighbor and landlord but a pain in my optimistic, plus-sized ass. He's got a protective streak under his grumpy exterior, and he's convinced I won't make it through the Maine winter.

Mace Hanover, former Special Forces and CIA Special Ops, filled his security company with other men and women from the SEALs, Rangers, Special Forces, Deltas, and AF Special Ops. All having been trained in CIA Special Ops, his Keepers were the best of the best. His focus had been on building his security company and the missions they undertook. A relationship was not on his radar.