What do you do when you find out your step-sister is taking “something borrowed” to a whole new level by borrowing your groom for a quickie? What any other rockstar in her right mind would do. Run out on the wedding, slamming right into a six-foot-three solid wall of muscle. Blake White. Pro hockey star. The kind of hot that scrambles your brain and the kind of grumpy that flash freezes the sun. Reluctantly, he agrees to give me a hiding spot in his remote cabin.

A wild romp at a masked party should have no consequences. Save for my walk of shame the next day...all the way to labor and delivery. Seven years later I'm a single mom, writing an article on the hockey league's biggest heartbreaker. He's cocky, captivating, and intent on scoring with me. I really didn't think we would get this friendly this fast. And that's when I recognize the unusual birthmark on his thigh. The one I noticed on my mystery man seven years ago. The same one I see on my son every single day.

Former Air Force Combat Rescue Officer, Rafe Cross, has seen it all, not only while in uniform but as an operative on the elite Maverick Ops security team that has a reputation of doling out hard justice. However, nothing could have prepared him for his current assignment in his hometown of Canyon Ridge, Texas. When bones are unearthed in a shallow grave, Rafe and the town's sheriff, Bree O'Neil, are convinced they've stumbled upon the remains of their long-lost friend, and the discovery not only threatens to tear the town apart, but it also spurs a killer to come after them.

Once again I bang on the connecting door to my dorm room, trying to be heard over the blaring music coming from the other side. My bestie should be living in that room, but no, she transferred to be with her boyfriend and now I'm stuck sharing a wall with stupidly hot track star, Cal Chase. My friends say I'm lucky, but his mere presence annoys me, along with his late-night music and the constant gaggle of giggly girls who visit. I'm the only one who can see right through that patented Cal Charm. He's just another player and I'm not game.

Harper Cunningham, a seasoned member of SEAL Team 3, thrives in the brotherhood of the battlefield but shuns the mantle of leadership after clashes with high-ranking officers. His heart, buried under the scars of war, still mourns Lydia, the woman he loved and lost to a sniper's bullet in North Africa—a loss that haunts his every mission.

Eden Barrett, the Countess of Moreland, is a young widow. Her foolish husband died in a duel, after having an affair with her closest friend. With one affair her entire life changed. Having freedom for the first time in her life she embraces it. Roslyn, her sister by marriage, is about to debut and Eden is her chaperone, and she’s determined to aid her to find a husband that won’t disappoint her.

I have always been the good girl. The quiet girl. And I’m sick of it. I want to play; I want to have some fun. And there is one man with whom I want to do that. Caleb Anderson.

Miss Eleanor Jones is forced to find work as a governess after her father’s death. Being the daughter of a vicar gives her a certain respectability, one that she uses to her advantage. Her new position comes with unavoidable issues. The biggest one? Her new charge’s wildly attractive uncle…. She does her best to keep her distance, but he’s making it difficult at every turn.

A year ago, I reluctantly erased my true other half’s memories of our time together. She said that if we were truly meant to be married, our souls would find each other again. Now, I’ve illegally traveled to Earth and have found her alone in a secluded cabin. I only have a few days to convince her of who I am to her. But the odds are against me. She didn’t recognize me on sight, no longer has a translator, and sees me as an alien. But I refuse to give up. There is no one else for me in the galaxy.

Unlike other werewolves, I never wanted a mate. I would rather teach stupid mortals than inherit my family business as my father wished. Because I hated my blood. But I met her, in a bar, on a chaotic night. She's so distinguished, and her scent drove me crazy. With all my strength, I forced myself to leave because I didn't want to entangle this innocent girl in my abyss. But she reappeared in my class. Loving her seemed to have already been written in my genes, and I couldn't resist her no matter how hard I tried.

An indentured human woman. An Imperial man on a mission. A fake marriage born in the stars. When my master died, I believed I’d be set free. Instead, I’m sent to a temple where I’m forced to continue doing the one thing I know—pleasing alien males. Until Gael the Returner arrives. Half-human and half-Imperial, he travels the galaxy, rescuing humans.

Macy never expected to find the love of her life in high school—at an 1800s pioneer reenactment camp, no less—but that's precisely where she met Nate. She was a private school kid reluctantly attending camp for the first time with her single dad. Nate was from a large, homeschooling family that enjoyed going every year. Their unlikely friendship soon developed into a romantic relationship that had them dreaming of a future together—until Macy unexpectedly called things off in college.

I fled Spirit Falls as soon as I was old enough, and the Darkwind council was happy to see me go. But it's been 20 years, and they are short on hunters in their supernatural war. So when they offer my son a place in their ranks, I portal myself to the council chambers in anger.

I never wanted this life. My dreams were simple—love, and maybe college. But now I'm bound to Bobby, the Mafia King of Chicago. He both terrifies and captivates me. So why does every touch from him send my heart pounding like a war drum?

It seemed like a smart move, parking my food truck in front of a bunch of hungry firefighters. I had no idea these beastly hunks were from the Monster Unit. Or that Lucian, the fire chief, was a hellhound who would set my soul ablaze with one sultry look. Good thing he has a big fire hose… Still, falling for a demon from the underworld is the last thing I need right now.

Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with my best friend’s little sister before our lives went in different directions. Now, I’m the grumpy to Juliet’s sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover. And find the house has only one bed. Located under a mirrored ceiling.

Romance can be a little complicated when you get sucked into a wormhole. Just ask high school English teacher June Flint. One little solar flare happens and suddenly you find yourself 85 years in the future. Eighty-five years from your dream job. Your ailing mother whose only companion in this world is you. Your favorite stuffed-crust pizza from DeLucia’s on Sunday nights. But when June’s cell phone inexplicably picks up a signal, she’s able to call back to the present—more specifically, four weeks before she accidentally time traveled.

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.

Jane Austen fan Amelia Bennett sneaks away from a dull tour of an English country manor, only to run into a man more dashing than Mr. Darcy himself. About to lose his ancestral home to family debts, charming aristocrat Tom Calder invites his American guest to join him in drinking his way through the estate’s priceless wine collection. But when they wake in his bed the next morning, they’re convinced that in their drunken haze they witnessed a murder. Problem is, the body has vanished and no one believes them.

Iris Nightingale is more than okay. She has her life planned out to a perfect schedule. Work, run, sleep, repeat. She spends her quiet Friday nights sitting alone on a bench in the park, trying to push back the memories that no amount of running can help her escape. But one evening, there’s someone else on her bench - Hunter. Tall, wry and infuriating: everything about him gets under Iris’s skin. Little does she know that he's about to upset more than just her routines...