Oh. My. God. Carrie Morgan can't escape her cheating ex-fiance. She goes on her Hawaiian honeymoon fantasy vacation to prove she's over him - but he's there with his mistress in tow. Good thing Carrie's annoyingly overprotective friend Blake came with her. How's she going to prove to her ex she's over him? Easy. One...two...three.... She grabs Blake and kisses him.

I'm Trade, and I have a foul mouth. I also have a very skilled mouth, and I have no problem showing off either. Women have a thing for "the bad boy". I play that part well, only I play it dirtier. There's not much going on in my small town of Mohave, that is, until you walk in. You. You toss me a sexy smile and strut that A+ ass my way, and now I'm wondering what those high heels you're balancing on will feel like digging into my back while I'm between your thighs.

When he wins a sexy bet, billionaire Linc Blair can't wait to get Lauren Neill naked. He's never gone for her type in the past, and he's pretty certain it has more to do with her buttoned-up hotness than the nagging sense that something is missing from his life. But when he gets a glimpse of the vulnerable woman beneath the conservative, yet oh-so-sexy clothes, it's a game changer.

When hot-as-hell Danielle Lang showed up and asked me to teach her about sex, I thought I was hallucinating. Turns out the beautiful psychologist needed an extra bit of schooling in all things sexual so she could teach a class. I'm always up for helping a friend. I mean, it's the least I can do. What I wasn't expecting is for her to turn the tables and teach me a few things. Only this short-term promise of two weeks in her bed is going by a little too quickly. Not that I'm thinking forever or anything.

When Chelsea Wayne drags Santa into a supply closet for a little office-party nookie, she assumes the man in the suit is her on-again/off-again coworker boyfriend. Instead, it's Rafe St. Sebastian, a man known for his hard-driving ways in business as well as the bedroom - and, kill her now, the brand spanking new owner of Las Ventanas - who grants her naughtiest Christmas wishes. So much for her reputation, not to mention her career.

Journalist Stasia Grant needs a hero. Specifically one who will help her humiliate her ex-husband after he publicly left her for another woman. In Vegas for the biggest interview of her career, Stasia is grappling with a broken heart, her cheating ex (and the other woman), and a serious need for revenge. Her salvation comes from the most unlikely place charming and sexy-as-all get-out action star Evan Stone.

The first time she meets Casey Waltham, she's buying condoms...for her grandmother. And of course drops them accidentally at his feet. Face plant. The second time she sees him, she's this close to landing her dream job and is celebrating at a club. Two chance encounters in the same day—that's got to be a sign, right?

After a life of pool hustling and living on the wrong side of the law, Ruby Elliott is living on the straight and narrow with sexy-as-all-hell NYPD detective, Troy Bennett. Now the only trouble Ruby has with the law is the naughty kind, pinned against the wall by Troy's strict and spectacularly hard body. But then her father returns with an offer she can't refuse: one last hustle in exchange for information. Information she'd die to have. As the pieces and the players reveal themselves, Troy feels the fine edges of his control slipping—control he can't channel without hurting Ruby.

Billionaire software developer Parker Braxton knows everyone wants something from him. That's why he made a multi-million-dollar bachelor pact with his friends to never marry. But he never counted on running into, literally, the quiet but sensual Layla Fallon.

From the first time I meet Leo Montgomery, I know I'm in trouble. His dark, heated gaze skittering down my body sets my skin on fire. A rare sighting of his elusive, heart-stopping smile and - dear lord - I think I just ovulated. But then, he hires me to babysit his adorable little troublemaker after school, and now, my maternal instincts are working overtime.

It's Naomi Clemons's big day. Her dream wedding. And she's outta here. One moment. A chance meeting of gazes through the church window pane with someone familiar who radiates intrigue. Independence. It's the final push Naomi needs to realize...she's boring. A blonde, cookie cutter, well mannered trophy wife-to-be. How can she expect to lead a fulfilling married life when she's never lived? Special Forces diver Jason Bristow needs a beauty pageant coach. Not for himself - although the tattooed bruiser could definitely use some charm.

Vegas was a bad idea. There's no real good reason for a Marine to be stranded in the desert...and yet here I am. Hungover as hell, bruised, and bloodied. The tequila was just another mistake in a long line of mistakes. So naturally she had to be the one to come and save my sorry ass. The girl who broke my heart. My ex-best pal's little sister....

Stretched thin from running a business and organizing a wedding, the last thing Jace needs is the world's most eligible bachelorettes trying to sneak their way into his bed. When he meets Ella grooming the inn's horses, though, she leaves him breathless. Jace knows that he can't let her get away.

Bull rider Adam Meyer put Devil's Falls in his rearview mirror years ago and hasn't stopped running since. Now he's back - temporarily, if he has any say about it. Restless, he finds himself kissing the sexiest girl in town and agreeing to be the fake boyfriend in her little revenge scheme. Jules Rodriguez isn't interested in the role of town spinster. Being seen with a hell raiser like Adam is the perfect way to scandalize the residents, make her ex jealous, and prove she's a sexy, desirable woman.

I'm going to ruin Sienna Roberts. Ruthless? Maybe. But it's what's put me on top. And it's what's going to help me get revenge on the woman who put my family through hell. My plan has been in play for months. She has no idea I'm the mysterious benefactor commissioning her artwork, or that the downfall in store for her will be the end of her career. But there's something I didn't plan for—the way her smile and touch starts to make me forget all I blame her for . . .