It’s the flight before Christmas and Molly just got an unexpected gift: a free first-class upgrade on her plane trip home for the holidays. Bring on the complimentary cocktails! But after one too many, she spills all her secrets to the hot guy seated next to her—only to wake up mortified when her buzz has worn off. At least she never has to see Liam again ... or so she thinks. When Molly arrives at Christmas House, the festive rental home that she and her family are sharing with her sister’s fiancé and his wealthy family, she discovers that Liam is one of the new in-laws. Oops.

When mystery author D. B. Ziegler is late delivering her book, Abi Schore steps in to help. Surely she can give her favorite author moral support over the holiday break and get the manuscript to her boss at Tea & Sympathy Publishing in time for the new year. When Abi shows up on Ms. Ziegler’s doorstep bearing holiday treats, she’s met by the author’s handsome grandson Dov, who reveals a startling plot twist. His grandmother isn’t able to finish the book and Dov promised he’d complete it so fans won’t be disappointed—a task that’s harder than he ever imagined.

Living in a year around Christmas town has its drawbacks. The caroling, the decorations, the insanely cheery spirit, it never disappears. It's why I like to hibernate away in my cave - I mean housekeeping a healthy distance from the holly jolly spirits. And all was going according to plan until my nemesis, Storee Taylor, moved in next door to care for her Aunt Cindy. Without blinking, she turned my simple world into a real nightmare-before-Christmas, especially when she decided to enter the town Christmas Kringle contest - which she was determined to win.

There's no place like home for the holidays ... especially for Lesley Carver. Life in the big city just wasn't her jam and now she's back in Hickory Falls, working at the family diner and helping her mom after she took a tumble. Lesley longs to build a life here, working at the cafe, selling her handmade ornaments and ... er, apparently reviving her high school crush on her best friend’s older brother. Only one problem, her mom wants her to leave Hickory Falls far behind.

Evie Crowe is starting over in a strange town with her newborn, and men are the furthest thing from her mind. If only the quiet, hulking farmer, Luke Ward, would stop coming into the thrift shop and piquing her reluctant interest. Evie wants to stay single all the way—she can’t trust anything more than friends-with-holiday-benefits. But Luke is in it for the long haul. He’s fixed on making this a Christmas Evie will remember forever. If she gives him a chance.

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.

Tilly Farriday isn’t feeling very jolly this season. Recently divorced and broke, she’s squatting in one of her rental agency’s properties until her new home is ready. The sprinkles on top of the burnt Christmas cookie that is her life? The new owner shows up early, forcing Tilly to hide in the attic to save her job…and what remains of her dignity.

Clark Griswold was onto something...at least with his annual holiday meltdown. And since the last three weeks of my life have been riddled with humbug—another breakup, a broken toe, an office promotion I deserved and didn’t get—I’m not at all in the mood to celebrate nor have the happ, happ, happiest Christmas EVER.

After a snowstorm grounds her flight, Lucy makes a last-ditch effort to get home for Christmas using a rideshare app. She thinks she’ll be taking a road trip with a stranger...but the guy who shows up is someone she knows all too well. He’s the hookup she ghosted a few months ago, and now she’ll be stuck in a car with him for the most awkward road trip of her life.

After a bad breakup, Nola wants nothing to do with Christmas, especially in her quaint hometown of Bright Harbor, Maine. Infuriatingly charming and cheery, Nola’s surroundings only worsen her sour mood. To make matters worse, Caleb, the boy who broke her heart years ago, is all grown up and still living in town. While doing her best to avoid him, Nola bumps into the local mailman, who gives her a mysterious letter. And when she finds that the writer is a fellow Scrooge, she can’t help but feel her spirit lifting.

I betrayed him and yet he still saved me. Now I owe him more than I can afford to pay. Nico Allotini is not someone you mess with. His chiseled body was touched by the divine, but he’s no angel. With more power than I ever dreamed, He’s no longer the gentle lover I betrayed four years ago. He’s the brutal mafia boss, nicknamed “The Undertaker,” with a reputation for taking what he’s owed. But then he saves me from certain death, I owe him more than I can afford to pay. Until he offers me a contract. A dangerous, sinful contract. One that will make me his and only his. He needs ...

I’ve always flirted with danger… but when the man you hate becomes your child’s father, he can only stay an enemy for so long. We met in the bloody aftermath of a shootout, that claimed the life of my father and all his men. I’m the only witness, And I’m thrust into the arms of Alessandro. A sexy Italian God, given flesh and sent to live amongst mankind, Who offers me a safe haven until the smoke clears. For the next thirty days, the heat between us is irresistible. The passion immeasurable. Making me almost forget how we met. But suddenly, with money to start over, he kicks me ...

I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. He walked over to me as if he owned the world. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back, But on earth, he became cold as ice. Then, without so much as a name, He walked out the door and out of my life. I tried to forget him, Until I got unexpected news from my doctor weeks ...

Mistake #1: Stealing from a mob boss. Mistake #2: Getting pregnant with his baby. Mistake #3: Keeping that baby a secret. It’s been years since I crossed Domenic Caputo. He spared me, warning me never to return. But revenge is something I can’t resist… just like I can’t resist him. Domenic Caputo is a gorgeous, powerful mafioso. But there’s no way I’ll let him control me. Except in the bedroom. The one place I allowed myself to be utterly dominated. The night we shared left me with a precious secret. One that has his eyes. Now he hires me to track down a dangerous team of ...

One night with a Mafia Don… Two months later I’m pregnant… Three years of secrets. In the aftermath of a devastating attack on the hospital, I’m facing the man I thought I’d never see again. Dante Cortini, Don of the Cortini Mafia. The embodiment of dominance and magnetic charm. He’s a man of many secrets. And the father of my 3-year-old son. Haunted by the memory of our backbreaking passion, I'm thrust into the position of a live-in nurse for his ailing father. Our interactions crackle with intensity, smoldering glances and the promise of forbidden pleasures. I can't deny the ...

I witnessed a mob execution by the man I slept with…now I’m having his baby. At an elite charity gala, I clumsily bump into Matteo De Luca, baptizing his suit with champagne. Cool as a cucumber, He flashes his billion-dollar smile, leaving me wet as his shirt. The look of dominance and danger in his eyes is hypnotic. I know whatever he asks of me, he can get it. With the gift of gab, he teases my ears, Caressing my thoughts with mental foreplay. At his hotel, he shows me how a real man handles a woman’s body, Until gunfire interrupts our bliss, and he rushes out. He wanted me to stay,...

One unforgettable night left me pregnant by a mobster. Leo’s the type of man momma warned me about. The one that makes me lose all self-control. The night we met burned with stolen glances, a silent language understood by no other. His scent invaded my senses, beckoning me like a siren’s call. With eyes blazing with masculine strength and raw temptation, I needed to taste him. Back at his place, he snatched my soul with each thrust, leaving sweat dripping off every inch of my body. As I came down from the high, If he asked for my very being, I’d give it to him. Fearing the intense ...

Mission: get close to a mafia heir, not get pregnant with his baby. I stepped into his world as a challenger in a street race. Dario Marchetti, known as an unstoppable predator on the asphalt, is dangerous, alluring and the heir of the Marchetti Empire. My mission’s clear: infiltrate the mafia and bring them down. But as the engines revive, one look into his dark eyes and I know I’m in trouble. I’m inches away from victory when he almost runs me over the edge. He rescues me before the car slips into the abyss, and I’m gone with the wind. Then a mysterious invitation to a masquerade ...

If I knew he was Mafia…I would’ve never sat next to him. If I knew he’d be my captor…I would’ve never slept with him. And if I knew he’d be my savior...I wouldn’t have ever betrayed him. After the murder of my father and fearing I’m next, My cousin arranges a safe haven in New York until the killers are found. Flying first class, I’m seated next to Stefano Nitti. Tatted from the neck down, this bad boy is looking delicious. Confidence dances in his eyes as he flashes a sinful smile, And begins a playful banter that’s hard to ignore. He’s charismatic and witty, With a ...

I’m pregnant by a mafia Don and my father’s enemy. My father wants me dead for dishonoring the family. There’s no way I’m marrying the psychopath he picked. So I left them both looking stupid at the alter, and was on the next thing smoking. Now I bartend at the White Rabbit. A haven for Chicago’s infamous gangsters. That’s when I met Felix Carlisi. When he walks in, men instinctively check their guns, and women were ready to throw their panties at him. I should’ve stayed clear, but his deep voice was so hypnotic. He has the face of an angel, with the slick tongue of the devil ...